One Shots

Zoey&Harry

“I can’t believe we are getting a puppy!” I shriek excitedly. My sister and I had finally worn our parents down enough where they were letting us get a dog. We had been begging for months and finally had it all worked out. I’d take her for runs while Nida would take care of feeding her.

“What kind are we going to get? What are we going to name it?” Nida asks from beside me. “Can we name it Rufus?” she asks.

“No that’s stupid” I snap annoyed with her questions.

“Zoey” my dad says sharply and I look down chastised. I squeeze my lips together, not wanting to get in trouble and then not being able to get a dog.

“Did you hear that One Direction is getting a dog?” Nida asks from beside me. “They finally convinced management also” I smirk, of course I knew that. I knew everything about those boys. We finally get to the pet store and Nida and I bound out of the car, racing in to the store. As soon as we get into the store, my eyes fall onto a chocolate poodle puppy that someone was holding.

“Puppy” I squeal and I watch as the dog starts squirming in the persons grip until he’s released before running over to me licking my face as I drop to the ground to greet it.

“Ohhh he’s so cute! Can we get this one? Please please please?” I beg as I pet the puppy.

“Zoey” Nida says strangely, pulling on my shirt. “Zoey” she repeats and I look up at her annoyed seeing an expression of shock on her face.

“What?” I ask frustrated that she was distracting me from the puppy. I follow her gaze to see what was causing her to act so weird and my jaw drops. There before me was a very confused looking Harry Styles.

“Erm that’s kind of the dog we were going to get” he says running a hand through his curls. A flood of different emotions races through me. On the one hand, here I was standing in the presence of Harry Styles. On the other, I really wanted this dog.

“Oh” I say looking down at the puppy that I was still holding in my lap.

“It kind of seems like he’d rather be with you though,” he says, watching the dog, a half smile on his face. I look up at him as he sighs and pulls Paul over to talk for a minute. When he returns, he squats down in front of me since I was still sitting on the floor. I feel my breath catch from being so close to him.

“Tell you what,” he says. “I’ll let you have him on two conditions” he adds, the cheeky smile coming back on his face.

“One, you’ll name him after me because he’s all curls also” he says with a  chuckle rubbing the curly haired puppy. “And two, you’ll bring him backstage to our concert tonight” he says with that dimpled smile presenting two backstage passes.