If We Ever Meet Again. {One Direction}

Kaylee still remembers the way he walked in without a care in the world.

He was wearing jeans, which was crazy because the weather was insanely hot. A plain black T-Shirt hugged his chest, and he was wearing that smile he wore when he was looking for adventure. Kaylee couldn't help but stare.

As if he was reading her mind, his green eyes met her blue ones, and she noticed they were sparkling. She picked up her glass, the cool liquid inside it causing the glass itself to be cold. It felt nice, the coldness, against her skin. The speakers above her head that were hanging on the walls all around the room was playing some pop song she seemed to know the words to, and the room stank of alcohol.

''Hi,'' A voice suddenly sounded. Kaylee was too lost in thought to notice that the cute curly haired boy with the gorgeous green eyes had made his way up to her, smiling. His accent made it evident that he was not American.

''Hey.'' She spoke, a flirty smile forming on her face. She was nervous, who wouldn't be?, but she had promised her best friend, Taylor, that whilst she was on holiday I would live a little.

''I couldn't help but notice you staring at me, am I that sexy?'' The boy raised an eyebrow, and Kaylee felt laughter escape her lips. The boy was witty; perfect. She cleared her throat and set her drink down on the counter, raising an eyebrow herself.

She said, ''I was just wondering how you could possibly be wearing jeans with this heat.'' She shrugged innocently. ''As for the sexy party, I really don't know how to answer that,''

He laughed. It was a nice sound, and it caused the corner of her lips to turn up slightly.

''Harry Styles,'' He said suddenly, his eyes staring into hers. She cocked her head to the side ever so slightly, a playful grin on her face. ''Hm,'' She replied. ''Kaylee Horan.'' She replied with a smile. She picked up her glass again, bringing it to her lips and letting the alcohol sting her mouth. She didn't really drink, she was only sixteen at the time, but it was summer and she was on vacation, so why the hell not? As the liquid slid down the (then) red-head's throat, it burned, but it somehow felt nice. It also made her head feel blurry, which is why she barely remembers what happened next.

She still remembers the feelings of his lips on hers, though, and the way his hands touched her skin.  

Now, two years later, she can't really understand why her brother's new bandmate seems so familiar, and why she is so attracted to him..