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hawkerhart-blog · 11 years ago

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#90sforever

If you played with Barbies,

Polly Pockets,

Beanie Babies,

Tamagotchi,

Slip N’ Slide,

And Furbies,

Listened to the Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, NSync and the Spice Girls

On Hit Clips, a Boom Box, or a Walkman,

Collected and traded Pokemon cards,

Wrote with Gel Pens,

Wore butterfly clips,

And Snap Bracelets,

And remember watching these guys:

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hawkerhart-blog · 11 years ago

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Chapter 1

I couldn’t breathe, this wasn’t happening to me. The words sat in front of me on the computer screen, my hands over my mouth, my breathing getting heavier. My heart felt like it had just fallen right out of me, and I felt the tears and anger building up. “last night was a...

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hawkerhart-blog · 12 years ago

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what a beaufitul creature.

#Niall Horan #one direction #beautiful #creature

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hawkerhart-blog · 12 years ago

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Harry Imagine (Long)

I've never done one of these before. So bare with me. Sorry its pretty long, but please read it and let me know what you think :). I'm open to do more for others as well if you want. Just message me :)

One Direction is in your area for their TMH tour. It's just another ordinary day and you're upset because you weren't able to get tickets for the show that night. As you're getting ready for school your phone rings, you look at it and it's your best friend calling, you answer the phone and before you can even get out a "hello?" all you hear is screaming on the other end, your heart drops and you immediately think somethings wrong "hello? [f/n] are you okay, what's going on??" she tries to calm down and through her shrieks she tells you "you're never going to believe this, I just won front row tickets and backstage passes for the One Direction concert tonight!" you're jaw dropd oh my god, this is it, I'm finally going to meet Harry. "[y/n] are you there? hello?" you snap out of your day dream "[f/n] do you know what this means? we're ditching school and going shopping. I'll pick you up in 10" you hang up the phone and jump on your bed, lying on your back just picturing what it's going to be like to have Harry so close to you and seeing all five boys up on the stage for a couple hours. Realizing you're spending too much time fantasizing when you should be finding the perfect outfit, you jump up and hop in your car to pick up your friend. After what seems like days at the mall rummaging through every rack at every store, you almost feel like it was a complete waste of time and should have just tried to put something together out of your own closet, you go into your favourite store as your last hope. Searching through the racks, you find the perfect outfit. You and you're friend go back to your place after shopping and have a few hours to get ready. You put on your outfit:

you turn around and ask your friend "does this look like I'm trying too hard?" she tells you it looks perfect and Harry will definitely notice you, that makes you smile, even though in the back of your mind you don't think it will ever happen. Once your make up is done, your friend is still finishing hers you go downstairs and grab a couple beers for each of you, two shot glasses and a mickey of vodka. "Hey [f/n], I don't know about you but I need a few of these to calm my nerves" she nods in agreement and you finish your drinks and head to the train station. Feeling a little tipsy, but amazing you pull out your ipod and headphones, put them in, close your eyes and drown out everything with your 1D playlist. NEXT STOP, UNION. You're friend nudges you "This is it [y/n] we're finally doing this, 45 minutes and we'll be standing front row with five of the most beautiful creatures right infront of us" you get butterflies in your stomach just thinking about it. You and your friend get something to eat and joke around in the lobby of the arena until they open the gates. You race to your spots and end up making it almost centre of the front row. The lights dim and music starts and the crowd starts going wild, a screen drops, and for a second its just silence in your head, there he is, I cannot believe Harry Styles is standing 10 feet away from me your thoughts are interrupted by all the girls on he floor rushing forward and smashing you right up against the front gate, but you don't care because you're favourite band is playing right now. Throughout the concert you've noticed Harry looking your way a few times and smiling with a wink, you look around and there's so many people that he could be looking at anyone, so you just shake it off. When the concert ends you and your friend, sweaty and teary eyed, go to the security and ask where to go if you have a back stage pass. He says you need to wait about 20 minutes for the guys to take a break and freshen up, freshen up? "OH MY GOD FRESHEN UP!" you grab your friend and run to the bathroom, you look in the mirror "EW LOOK AT ME!" you shout. "I cannot let Harry see me like this" the two of you pull out your make up bags and hair brushes and make yourselves look as decent as you can. You're timer on your phone goes off, its been 20 minutes and it is time to go meet the boy of your dreams. You enter the room and the boys are sitting on couches eating and goofing around, Louis and Harry are wrestling on a couch and Niall's sitting at a table laughing and throwing bits of popcorn at them. "Guys the girls are here" Zayn says, Your friend introduces herself, and as you go to speak, Louis and Harry break it up, he lifts his head out from underneath Lou's arm, flips his hair and looks right at you, it feels like slow motion, and when your eyes meet, your hear skips a beat. Snapping out of the trance he put you in you start to speak "Hey guys, I'm..." "Harry" He jumps from the couch and is now right infront of you, you can smell the just sprayed on cologne trying to cover up the smell of sweat. "[y/n]" you say and put your hand out to shake his. "Hey theres no hand shaking here!" Louis says running from the couch in between you and Harry and bear hugs you, picks you up over his shoulder and puts you on the couch. "Hungry girls?" Niall says offering some of the food on the table, you're friend jumps at the opportunity, "she loves Niall she's probably so ecstatic to be sharing a meal with him right now, wait Harry is sitting right beside me" You turn your head and he's giving you a weird look "What is it?" you ask, "You're the girl I saw in the front row, I gave you a smile a few times but you didn't seem to notice" oh, I noticed "Oh, I didn't know it was me you were.." "You're beautiful, you know that?" he interrupts again. You look down, you can feel the warmth on your cheeks, you know you're blushing but there's nothing you can do. You look back up at him "Thank you," with a smile. You and your friend are there for a couple hours before Paul comes in and tells them to wrap it up. "is it that time already?" Harry asks looking at his watch. "Yeah, sorry boys but we need to be on the bus in half an hour to head to our next arena." "Five more minutes Paul, please" Harry says, Paul gives him a look, Harry mouths "please" to him again and Paul then shakes his head and leaves the room. "We're going to be in this area for another week or so playing shows, can I have your number and we can hang out in between and after, and you and [f/n] can come to out after party after the last show, it's gong to be huge" you and him exchange numbers hug and just as you're about to leave, he grabs your wrist turns you around, and in an attempt to kiss you ends up kissing your nose. You giggle, give him a kiss on the cheek and in embarrassment, he turns and walks away. The whole train ride home you can't believe what has just happened. You feel like you're going to wake up tomorrow and it is all going to be a dream. You wake up on the train at your stop, you're friends brother is waiting to drive you guys home, you look at your phone go to contacts and sure enough Harry's number is there, good, still real you think to yourself. Daydreaming the whole way home you finally get there and go to bed. In the morning you look at your phone again, and his number is still there, you're still in disbelief that that had happened. A few days go by, and as anxious as you are you don't want to text him because you don't want to seem desperate. Another couple days go by, it's the end of their stay in your area, and you know that today's the day they're moving onto the next of their tour. Upset that Harry still hasn't texted you, you go to your messages, open a new one and start to type in his name. You get to the R and your phone buzzes, your heart drops and you check to see who it is, is it him?? No, its your friend telling you to forget about t and that he probably does it all the time because after all it is Harry Styles you're moping over. She invites you out to a party that isn't too far from where the concert was, you agree to go because you agree you need to get over it and get out of the house, you delete HAR out of your new message and put your phone down. You decide to wear something simple but cute:

You get to the party and immediately start taking shots and downing beers. After getting a good drunk going, your biggest rival from school comes up to you, "I heard about your fallout with 'Harry Styles' I bet your real upset about that" she says as she makes a pouty face. You try to play it off cool "Yeah, its no big deal, we had a great time while it lasted" she says "I'm sure you did, don't worry we all totally believe that you and [f/n] magically last minute 'won' front row tickets and back stage passes" she's starting to really piss you off, especially because you had never heard from Harry "Hey listen bitch, we did go I did have an amazing time with Harry, we kissed and exchanged numbers I just haven't had time to see him before he leaves because I'm so busy with school" She doesn't say anything and just starts laughing hysterically with her posse. This is making you more angry, you look around you don't see your friend anywhere and you don't know many people left here. You grab the closest drink pour it on her and push her over. "Who's laughing now?" you say and turn to walk away, she screams gets up and lunges at you, forcing both of you to fall in the pool. At this point you don't see a reason to stay at this lame party, you can't find your friend anywhere so you decide to start walking to the train station to make your way home. just as your leaving, it starts to rain, really hard. You don't care because you're already soaked from being in the pool anyway. "What a bitch" you mutter. You are about a block away now from the train station when you hear the rumble of a car, you look behind you and see a small black car slowly driving behind you, you start to walk faster. The car stops, and one of the doors open, someone in a long, hooded jacket gets out, and starts walking towards you, you start walking faster, almost at the train station, and you hear that this person is now running, your heart is racing what a perfect end to a perfect fucking week you turn around and sure enough this person is running, you begin to run yourself, scared that this person is going to do something bad to you. you must be a little more drunk than you thought because you're stumbling all over the place, the man in the jacket catches up to you, grabs you around your waist from behind you let out a scream, but the feeling you have becomes less fearful and more familiar. You turn around, he takes his hood off and its Harry hiding beneath it, you look at him silently. "Harry.. I don't understand.. why?" he puts his finger gently over your lips making you stop talking right away. "You gave me a wrong number, I didn't think you wanted to see me again, but I had to find you before I left to see what I did wrong, I've been looking for you all week." stupid, I must've been so nervous that I screwed my own number up, I should've just texted him. "Sorry about that, I thought you didn't want to see me because I hadn't heard from you and I didn't want to text you because I didn't want you to think I was obsessing, and.." you were rambling, and once again Harry gently went to stop you from talking, but this time it wasn't his finger, it was with his lips, they were so soft and so powerful, you're stomach was doing flips as he ran his hands up and down your body and you ran your fingers through his perfect hair. It was so passionate you couldn't believe it was happening. You pulled away, and the only thing that could come out of your mouth was "pinch me." he smiled and said "darling, there's no need for that this isn't a dream." You kissed him again. Harry finally got his first romantic kiss in the rain.

The end :)