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I sighed, looking at my beautiful Harry Styles lockscreen. He was such a hunk, if only I could see him in real life. I'd hug the life out of him... or suck his dick if he was down for that, but I wouldn't push my luck.

"'Scooze me, I waz lookin fur a Stahbucks, do you know uhv one? 've been cravin' a vanilluh lattay with uh SHOT uhv caruhmel creamer," said the most angelic voice I've ever heard. I looked up and saw the one and only, Harry Styles.

"HoLy sHiT, you're famous!" I yelled, blushing afterwards. Harry smirked.

"M'just 'arry, luhv. So, do you know where one iz?"

"Oh! Right, I was just on my way there now, I'll show you."

"It'z uh date, then, luhv."

We walked down the street, our hands occasionally brushing. I blushed harder and Harry's smirk got wider. Just as we were about to go into Starbucks, a big red tour bus pulled up to the curve and I was yanked inside, Harry right behind me.

"What's going on?!" I asked, panicking. I looked around and noticed that the other One Direction guys were on the bus.

"We're kidnapping you, love, because we're bored!" Louis exclaimed, bouncing on the couch.

I was super scared for a second but then when I noticed it was them, I was totally okay with it for some reason. I shrugged, walking over to the fridge that Niall was in.

"Get out of the way, loser, I'm hungry," I said, pushing him away. He cackled, falling onto the floor and still laughing.

"I took out a bag from Nandos and decided to share half of it with Niall once he got up. He gave me a Horan Hug.

"I luhv yah, haha! Best friend in ta world!"

"She's really pretty," Liam whispered to Zayn, who was checking his hair out in the mirror. I blushed.

"WELL!" Louis yelled loudly, grabbing Harry and ushering all the others to the other side of the bus. "I think we ought to leave these to love birds alone, right, lads?"

They all shuffled away. Niall cried because I kept the food. Harry kissed Louis on the mouth, clearly in a platonic way. I'm glad to see they're such pals. Friend goals!!1

"Hi," Liam said shyly.

"Hi," said I, equally as shy.

"I like you."

"I like you, too."

Liam was always my favorite. I mean, I'd date Harry any day, he was hella hot, but Liam was the cute, smart, responsible puppy-eyed boy. I was quite honestly in love with him.

"Should we, like... kiss?" Liam asked hesitantly, hope sparkling in his brown eyes.

"Uhm... I haven't had my first kiss yet," I admitted. Liam smiled kindly.

"Then let me be your last first kiss."

We kissed on the lips, moving in perfect sync. I felt sparks and butterflies in my stomach. It was wonderful.

"ALRIGHT," Louis screamed, "Get a room already. Gosh, HARRY'S POOR INNOCENT EYES."

Harry smirked. "As if we haven't done worse, Loubear. Remember last night, when you tied me up?"

Awh, they're just the best of friends. Such a great bromance.

Niall was back to the fridge.

Zayn was putting on eyeliner.

Louis and Harry went into the bathroom.

And I was holding hands with the best boyfriend ever, Liam.

Life was so perfect, wow.