Serendipitous: Harry's Story

It's a Small World afterall

Disney World: Orlando FL

Harry looked around him not believing that he was actually lost… again and this time he only had Niall whom was even worse than him with directions.  They were at Disney World lost, at least this time they had disguises with them, but seriously how did they lose the other three and the escort Disney provided them?

“Where are we?”

“I don’t know but I know that we’re near It’s a Small World! Let’s go on it!” Niall said pointing to the ride a couple feet away from them and fairly empty.

Harry turned and turned to see if he recognized anything but he didn’t.  Well bollocks. 

“Harry let’s go on It’s a Small World!” Niall said already walking towards the ride. 

With a sigh and no idea where he was or wanting to lose Niall too, Harry just followed the blonde. 

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Standing in line in front of them was a girl with two small children with her, a girl that looked around five and a boy that looked barely a year old.  Harry shamelessly checked the female’s backside.  The female was wearing a pair of tan clam diggers and a pink pleasant top, his favorite color on a girl.  Her long dark hair was pulled up and cinched with a white barrette. 

“You know how the song goes right Belle?”

“Of course I do Aunt Hope.” Belle, the little girl said swinging her aunt’s arm that was not holding her brother. 

Harry’s gaze that had wondered to look around him went right back to the small family.  Hope, that name, it couldn’t be could it?  Harry pulled Niall to the side so that he could bypass him his eyes only on the woman a few feet away from him.  That hair and that butt, Harry recalled were quite similar to hers.  Yes that butt looked just as good as it did in the tiny white shorts from that encounter. 

Hope adjusted Landon, her nephew to a more comfortable position as the boy grasped a tighter hold of her top.  Hope was about to try to ungrasp his hold on her top in order to switch him to the other hip when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Hope turned her head to see a guy wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses staring at her. 

“It’s you.”

Hope’s face contorted in confusion before the male before her took off his sunglasses and looked at her with brilliant green eyes. 

“You do remember me right?”

Hope’s eyes widened in shock as she registered the voice and eyes.  “Harry Styles?”

Harry grinned, of course she remembered him. 

“You’re wearing clothes this time, I’m impressed.” Hope teased. 

Niall, who was rather offended when Harry had literally pushed him, lightly but pushed him aside nonetheless, couldn’t help but eavesdrop.  His eyes sparkled in delight when he caught onto the conversation.  It was that girl that Harry met in Las Vegas! The one that took him in when he was locked out of the room naked while Zayn was dead asleep in the room. 

“Hi, are you Hope?!” Niall butted in, standing next to Harry.  Both Hope and Belle turned to look at the boy whom had also taken off his glasses in order to see this infamous Hope that Harry called his Hope.

Belle’s eyes widened as the five year old recognized not only the face but also the distinct Irish accent. 

Hope quickly clamped a tender hand over her niece’s mouth knowing what was going to happen next.