Harry’s POV

*day of the reception*

I walked into the hall of the church already feeling miserable. Sure, I loved Abbey and Niall, apart and together. It’s just that, lately, I haven’t loved them together as much. They were perfect for each other, and I would never find anyone like that from the looks of it. Sam left me for Ed, and I don’t think I could trust any fangirls. They’d probably try to smother me in my sleep. I sighed while I fingered my curls. I had nothing better to do than sit in the banquet hall while everyone was gathering there. I walked in and sat down at my assigned seat when I saw Sam walk in. She was with her friend, Sandra. I didn’t see Ed anywhere, but I knew he was here. He planned this whole thing, and he wanted to see how it went, I’m sure.

“Hey, Harry!” Sam called. I got up and walked over to her, every step dragging.

“Yes?” I asked. My voice was flat, but shaky.

“Can you watch Sandra for a minute, I have to go put on make up and check out Abbey,” Sam smiled sheepishly at me. I shrugged.

“Sam, I don’t need to be ‘watched’,” Sandra rolled her eyes.

I stared at Sandra just before Sam walked away. “So, Sandra, I’m Harry. Obviously,” my voice trailed off for a moment. “Uh, let’s go sit down. We can’t really do much,” I laughed nervously. I didn’t want to be stuck with her. I bet she felt the same way.

“Sure,” she smiled at me. It seemed like the whole room lit up. I stared at her for a moment before laughing at myself and walking. We sat down at a smaller table, one with just two chairs. “So, Mr. Styles,” Sandra smiled at me, resting her chin on her hand. “What makes you so willing to watch me?”

I shrugged again. “I don’t know. I’ve got nothing better to do. Plus, I don’t mind hanging out with a pretty girl,” I grinned at her. I suddenly remember the pictures Louis and I had come across. The ones she drew. I couldn’t imagine those things coming from her mind. She looked so innocent.

“Right, pretty,” she rolled her eyes. I could tell she liked the compliment, but she was one of those girls who tried to pretend they didn’t. “You must be daft,” she giggled.

“I’d rather be daft than blind,” I shrugged. Whoa. Where did that come from?

“Oh really?” she asked, arching her eyebrows. She sat up and crossed her arms.

“Yeah really,” I smirked slightly and leaned foreword. For some reason, we were challenging each other.

“Whatever pretty boy. Do you say that to girls often?” she asked me. It was her turn to smirk. The smile faded from my lips.

I frowned at her. “That was kind of low, love, don’t you think?” I more said than asked.

“I’d like to think not. It’s the truth, isn’t it?” she asked me. I could see the curiosity in her eyes. I relaxed slightly.

“Even if I told you it wasn’t, you wouldn’t believe me, so why bother?” I asked.

She shrugged. “You have a good point my curly headed friend,” she chuckled. Her laugh was gorgeous, just like her.

“Like I haven’t heard that before,” I let out a breathy laughed and looked around for a moment. “Well, I must get to the, er, groom. Can we continue this conversation another time?” I asked her.

She shrugged. “Yeah sure. But wait, give me your phone!” she demanded, holding out her hand. I fished my phone out of my back pocket and handed it to her. She put her number in my contacts and handed it back. “Just text me something like ‘Hey, it’s Styles,” she smiled.

“Alright, will do, ma’ lady,” I bowed at her and laughed before walking off to find Niall. I went into the room that Niall had described through text and knocked on the door.

“Come in!” I heard Niall, faking a woman’s voice. I chuckled and opened the door. All of my friends were in there.

“Harry!” Liam and Zayn yelled in unison.

“Hazza!” Louis tackled me, knocking me over.

“Hey there, friendly,” I laughed quietly.

“Hello Harry, you’re late,” Niall said to me in a demonic tone.

“Ah! DON’T KILL ME!” I joked before climbing out from under Louis to hug everyone.

“Okay, so, Harry, you aren’t wearing the thingy,” Niall sighed, shaking his head.

“Thingy?” I asked, my eyebrows furrowing.

“The...” he snapped his fingers, closing his eyes. He looked really nervous. “They flower! You were supposed to have a purple flower on your chest!” Niall finally said. He looked like thinking about that defeated him.

I looked around for a moment and saw a purple flower sitting on the counter. I picked it up and tacked it to my tuxedo and grinned at Niall. “Am I looking sexy for you, hun?” I chuckled, reaching out to grab Niall’s bum. He jumped away from me and squealed like a girl and then winked at me.

“Oh yeah, that flower changed everything,” Niall rolled his eyes.

Louis shot a death stare at Niall. “Dude, what the hell?” he turned his head to me. “I thought...” he looked genuinely hurt.

I walked over to Louis and hugged his while grabbing his bum, and I gave him a love bite on his eyebrow. “Don’t worry, Lou, I’ll always love you,” I chuckled. Suddenly, the reverend walked in and raised an eyebrow at Louis and I. I jumped away from him, blushing, but he seemed to have an amused look on his face.

“We’re starting soon,” was all he said before leaving. When the door closed we all burst in to laughter.

“Oh gosh,” Liam rolled his eyes. “Let’s just go,” he laughed, and we walked out to stand with Niall while we all waited for our best girl friend to walk down the isle. I remembered that I hadn’t texted Sandra yet. I quickly flipped out my phone and went through my contacts. I checked the “s” section. There were no new contacts. I stared at my phone, puzzled. My eyes searched the pews until my eyes locked with Sandra, who was grinning. I rolled my eyes and went through my contacts to find her name. Finally I found her. She put her name was “Little Bunny Fu Fu” I chuckled and rolled my eyes. She was such a dork. I opened a new message and type “Hey, it’s Haz” and shot it to her. I watched her, and she immediately checked her phone. She smiled up at me and I winked, which made her roll her eyes. We chatted throughout the whole reception, and when it was time for Abbey and Niall to kiss I snapped as many pictures as I could. I then snuck away from my table to where Sandra was sitting. It was the same table I had sat at with her in the first place, the two person table.

“Hello, Little Bunny Fu Fu,” I chuckled. “What made you put that in my phone?”

She shrugged and made a face. “Dunno. I assumed you wouldn’t find it. Plus, it’s my Dad’s old nickname for me,” her smile lit up the room again.

I smiled. “It’s a cute name, but I’m not sure it suits you,” I shook my head. “You need something slightly more grown up,” I sighed, trying to think.

She raised an eyebrow at me. “What, I can’t be a little kid now that I’m 20?” She pursed her lips which gave her a kind of duck face. I laughed at her and pinched her cheeks. “What are you laughing at?” she asked me. She looked angry.

“You’re just,” I paused to think of a word. “cute,” I couldn’t fight back a grin.

She frowned at me. “I am not cute!” she growled. “I am a scary ass mother fucker that no one loves. You really wanna mess with this?” she put an emphasis on the s. She was really putting herself down talking to me.

“Scary? No one loves? Girl, are you trippin’?” I tried to use my best ghetto voice that I could. I suddenly heard “oo’s” come from the crowd, so I looked up to the screen to see the picture of Niall. I face palmed before I saw Abbey and Niall blushing and hiding their faces. I turned my attention back to Sandra. “Anyway, all silliness aside, you are gorgeous, cute, pretty, and from what you’ve shown me you’re pretty freaking lovable. Why can’t you see that?” I asked her. I didn’t realize it before, but I was holding her hands on the table. She looked away from my eyes and pulled her hands back from me in one swift yank. She looked like she was about to cry.

“I don’t wanna talk about it,” she sniffed before pulling her legs to herself in the chair and rocking back and forth. She mumbled some things to herself and was digging her fingernails into her arms. She looked like she was shaking. I immediately got up without thinking and grabbed her lightly. I pried her hands away from her arms and kneeled in front of her. I tilted her head up so she would be looking into my eyes.

“Hey, hey, Sandra, look at me,” I said quietly and softly. “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, love,” I pulled her head to the nape of my neck and stroked her back, trying to soothe her. When I felt her stop shaking and actually hug me, I took a chance and lightly kissed the side of her head. She nestled into me more before pulling away and kissing me on the cheek and sitting in the chair normal. I sat in my chair and saw that Abbey and Niall were giving hugs and getting ready to cut the cake. I turned to Sandra again. “Wanna get some cake?” I asked her. I noticed how she hadn’t gotten any food yet.

“Sure,” she grinned. “I’m actually starving.”

We got up and walked slowly to surround Niall and Abbey. I felt bad for Niall and his Claustrophobia, but he seemed so engrossed in Abbey that he didn’t even noticed. I saw Abbey trying to hand Niall the knife and talking to him, but she obviously didn’t see his smirk. He reached his hand out so fast I didn’t even see it move, and he smashed her face into the cake without hesitation. When she came back up she looked so mad. She grabbed a handful of cake and smashed it in his face. After they left to clean up, Sandra and I got up there first and got some cake. We sat back down at our table for two and continued talking to each other over cake. I ended up finding out that her favorite color was purple, and that she was actually bisexual. She was really cool and completely chill with me. She acted as if I wasn’t even a celebrity. She was the most down to earth girl I had ever met, which was strange. She didn’t look like it. Suddenly, someone tapped on my shoulder.

“Yes?” I asked, turning to see Payton, Abbey’s sister, Niall’s sister-in-law.

“Hi!” she giggled when she saw me. “Sam told me to tell you she needs to talk to both of you. She’s in the area over there,” Payton strained to point past us and to a corner where I saw Sam and Ed standing there talking.

“Thanks Pooh Bear,” I smiled at her and ruffled her hair. She skipped away and I stood up. “Shall we?” I gestured in Sam’s general direction. She nodded her head and we walked over to Sam. When we got there, she looked very angry.

“What’s going on with you two?” she asked. She reminded me of an ostrich.

“You left her with me. I didn’t want to be alone with a stranger, so I got to know her is all,” I shrugged. It was a lie, sort of, but it was buyable.

Sam glared at me and turned to Sandra. “Is this true?” she asked.

Sandra made a face and then nodded. “Yeah, it’s pretty true,” she grinned. “Oh, yeah, Sam, I’m staying with Harry tonight. I’m done listening to your sweet talk with Ed,” she rolled her eyes and then turned to me. “If that’s okay with you, of course,” she smiled at me, pleading with her eyes.

“Sure,” I agreed, nodding my head furiously. I really wanted to spend more time with her, just to talk. Her laugh was intoxicating as well as her smile, and almost everything else about her. I had a feeling that I would be questioned later by the boys.

“Okay, whatever,” Sam scoffed, walking away with Ed. They left before Abbey and Niall, which I thought was rude. After watching Abbey and Niall off, Sandra and I drove back to my flat. I unlocked my front door and walked inside. Sandra walked in behind me and looked around. She was familiar with the living room and the guest room, but that was about it. It wasn’t that large and easy to navigate, so I suspected she would have a problem. I locked the door behind us and excused myself to go change.

“Wait!” she stopped me before I went off to my room. “Where is the bathroom?” she asked.

“Just follow the hallway past the kitchen and it’s to the left,” I smiled at her, talking off my tuxedo on my way to my room.

Sandra’s POV

I walked into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror. I locked the bathroom door and put my hands on the sink and let out a quiet sob. I started running the water so I could be a little louder and then took a deep breath. “Pull yourself together Bunny Fu Fu,” I mumbled to myself, just like I had earlier. I splashed my face with water before realizing it would be best to wash off all of my makeup anyway. I washed my face and then dried it off with the first towel I found, which was hanging by the door. “Oh gosh, I don’t know where that’s been!” I almost hit myself. I unlocked the door and then walked out to the living room where I assumed he was. I was right. He was sitting on the couch in gray sweats and a white t-shirt. I was over dressed. “Was the towel hanging on the wall in there by chance on your junk recently?” I asked without thinking.

Harry let out a throaty chuckle. “It has, actually. Why?”

I almost gagged. “No reason. Hey, do you have anything I could change into?” I asked.

“But of course, follow me,” he grinned. I followed him into the bedroom and he threw me some clothes. He left me alone to change.

“Now I have famous junk on my face,” I grumbled while getting changed. I looked at myself in the mirror. “Oh. So ugly.”

I walked back to the living room and sat with him for a moment. We both stared at the blank TV screen. Harry broke the silence. “You are really pretty, you know,” he turned to me, grabbing my hand.

I rolled my eyes. Will he ever give up? Ever pull the wool off of his eyes? “You need glasses,” was all I said.

“C’mon Sandra, don’t be like that,” He sighed. His thumb was tracing the skin on my hand. I pulled away from him.

“Stop trying to seduce me into admitting I’m pretty. I hardly know you,” I scoffed as if I was offended. I had to admit, I liked playing with him. He looked so innocent and young.

He rolled his eyes. “What do you want to know?” he asked.

“Everything,” I laughed. “From start to end.”

And that is how I got to hear Harry Styles’ full life story.

Notes

THE END IS NIGH. Probably two more chapters fella's. I PROMISE I'll make another one! I just need more free time :( Oh schwell, everything will be A O-KAY! Please comment your thoughts PEOPLES. Also, SUBSCRIBE IF YOU LIKE IT! And rate as well, please. Even give me a bad rating :D I just want feedback is all. I might also be starting a new story soon. I'm deciding between super spy 1D or a zombie apocalypse theme. Let me know your thoughts! :)