Once Upon A Tragedy- A Harry Styles FanFiction

One Week With You

Their first week is finally here!!! Woo!

And I was casually strolling down the Fanfics Hot List, looking for one to read, and my story is on page two!! What???!

That is phenomiNiall!!

I'm glad my weird thoughts that pop into my head fascinate people :)

(Chapter 22)

I still can't believe yesterday actually happened. To me!

I'm nothing special.

And to be able to say I experienced every Directioners dream, is so crazy.

I just need to go over what had all happened today one more time, that way I know for sure that it really did happen.

Okay so, I know Lily and I met one Direction, Harry Styles asked me for my number, we watched them from backstage at their concert, Harry asked me out on a date, (in front of everybody)!, and Liam told him not to try any funny business with me.

That, I know all happened for sure because Lily keeps calling and me how it's so surreal.

But my date.

My date with Harry Styles.

The curly haired cupcake from that band One Direction...

That also happened.

It was the most cutest, romantic, and craziest night of my life.

Why was it crazy?

Ha. Well, just when Harry and I were talking about the rest of the guys and what they were likely doing, those four same boys, show up out of nowhere, shouting the most random things I've ever heard, while jumping into the freezing cold lake water.

They half scared me to death, but it was just so much fun.

Because it's not too often when four members of One Direction, interrupt your date with the other fifth member, and you end up hanging out together for the rest of the night.

Those kinds of things only happen in FanFics.

And honestly, I think we all are going to become really good friends.

They're just really likable guys and they know how to have a good time.

Even though it was super late, somehow Niall got me to go back in the water again.

I tried to get Harry to go back in again, too, but he didn't want to.

But of course, Louis said he was being boring... so he got help from Liam and Zayn to throw him in.

And I have to admit; it was quite funny to see the look on Harry's face when they did that.

Overall, we all had a pretty good time for the rest of the night.

Or morning?

Not sure what to call it.

But what I don't understand is, how the heck did those boys find us? And how did they get there?

Because at the end of our wonderful/crazy 'date', we all ended up soaken wet, taking me home in Harry's Range Rover.

And that's where I am right about now.

It's been an hour since I've been home and my mom finally went to sleep after freaking out about how late I got home and that she hopes I didn't do anything I'll regret later.

The guys dropped me off a little before four o'clock, so it's gonna be five soon.

There's no point of me going to bed now, although I should, because Harry's going to pick me up to go to the movies later.