Every Time We Touch. (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Sometimes a mistake can lead to an unimaginable fate... Alli never could have imagined this, fate led her to the boy of her dreams. <3

Chapter 1

The Signing

~Alli's P.O.V~

"Woah!" I shouted as I'm almost knocked over by a group of little girls running past me, squealing with excitement. I am in line at a One Direction signing and can barely believe I am here! After waiting in line for more or less three hours, I am finally near the front of the line. I can just barely see the table where the boys are sitting, they all looked tired and frazzled. Poor things! I would be too if I had thousands of screaming girls wanting hugs and autographs. I put my earbuds back in my ears in an attempt to block out the overwhelming noise before I go deaf.

"C'mon Miss, we have to keep this line moving!" A security guard shouted overtop of the noise, snapping me out of being lost in Harry's solo in "More Than This". I forgot to mention, I love all the boys, but I have to admit that Harry is definitely my favourite. That cupcake never fails to steal my heart!

I started to get really nervous when I neared my turn to walk up to the table. I glanced down at the framed One Direction drawing in my hands. I made it myself, but I didn't think it was very good. Everyone says that I'm a great artist and that I'm just a perfectionist, but I won't believe that until I hear it from the boys of 1D themselves.

"Go on..." A security guard gestured to the table. I suddenly panicked. What if the boys hate it? What if they think I'm a horrible artist? What if I leave a bad first impression?

I took a deep breath pushed the negative thoughts to the back of my head and walked as calmly as I could to the table. My hands were shaking, and my heart seemed to be beating a million times a minute. They're just regular guys I thought. But I know I could never believe that, they were my idols, my inspiration, my world.

I first met Zayn, in the first seat of the long table. "Hello." He smiled at me. "Hi Zayn! Vas Happinin? I'm a huge fan, could you please sign this?" I smiled at how confident I sounded, when I was secretly dying on the inside.

I held my breath and showed him the drawing. "Wow! This is really great! I love the shading and the textures, and the colour is brilliant!" He rambled on, amazed. He signed his name underneath his picture. I wanted Zayn's approval the most, because he is quite the artist himself!

"Hey Niall, take a look at this!" He nudged Niall, who was sitting beside him. Niall's face brightened, he looked at me and said with his thick Irish accent "That is REALLY good, you're a great artist!" Niall picked up his pen and quickly scribbled his signature under the drawing of him. Then he continued devouring a massive slice of peperoni pizza. Typical Nialler.

"Hello Love!" Liam said cheerfully. I really have no clue how Liam can stay happy ALL the time! "Hi Liam! I was wondering if you could sign this for me?" "Of course!" He smiled.

I laid the drawing down if front of him and he stared at it for a minute, awestruck. "Oh my goodness! This is absolutely amazing! You are truly a brilliant artist. Thank you so much! Seriously, thank you for all your love and support, I don't know what I would do without the fans, you guys mean so much to me..." Liam rambled on thanking me, and talking about my drawing. Finally, after what seemed like a million years, he neatly signed his name.

I kept moving down the table. Next was Louis. He was goofing off with Harry and right now, Haz was laughing hysterically, while Louis giggled to himself beside him. I was wondering what was so funny.

"Hi Lou!" I caught his attention, as he turned towards me. "Hi Love! How are you?" He asked, still smiling, and Harry was now suddenly sitting quietly. "I'm a little tired, but good! Could you please sign this?" I asked politely. "Sure love." He smiled. "WOW! THIS IS PHENOMENAL! IT'S LIKE SPOT ON!" Louis gasped. "I'm glad you like it" I giggled. Louis signed his name with a smiley face, the way he always does. "Don't you agree Harold?" He teased Harry.

"Oh yeah.....It's really good....It's basically........ like..... a picture,... but not taken with a camera!" Harry spoke painfully slow. I laughed at how he tries to be funny, but he tells jokes that don't make any sense.

"Can I show Paul?" Harry asked. "Of course!" I replied. I swear, I'm slowly dying inside because of his adorable-ness! Harry picked up the drawing, framed in a gold picture frame, and protected by glass.

"Hey Paul! Look at this!" Harry called across the table. Paul turned his head and smiled at the portrait of the boys. "That's really good!" He yelled overtop of the screaming, music and laughing.

Suddenly, I saw the unimaginable happen. Harry's fingers slipped on the smooth gold frame, and my perfect, amazing, irreplaceable, drawing tumbled to the ground and shattered into a million pieces.

The whole room suddenly goes quiet. Why me? Why does it always have to be me? The silence is broke by some little girls, who begin to laugh at my once-masterpiece, laying in a sad pile of broken glass on the floor.
"S**t..." I heard Harry mutter under his breath, just loud enough for me to here. "It's ok..." I answered, not really meaning it. Six months. Six freaking months I worked on that drawing, just to have it ruined by Harry. Freaking. Styles.

I began to scoop up what was left of my one-in-a-million drawing. "It's fine, I will clean it up...." Harry trailed off. He sounded embarrassed and disappointed in himself, but I didn't want to hear any of it. I ran behind the table and the big 1D billboard behind it and found an abandoned shopping hallway. I was surprised but relieved that no one seemed to be shopping today.

I sat down on a shiny bronze bench and finally rested my aching legs. I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. I cried quietly, alone, in that sad, empty hallway. I wasn't really sad about my drawing, but making a fool of myself in front of my idols.

After about 10 minutes or so, I had finally stopped crying and had regained myself. Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me. I had assumed it would be a security guard telling me to get out, but I didn't care. I was staying on this bench for as long as I wanted to.

"I'm really, genuinely sorry..." I heard a deep, husky voice beside me. I lifted my head just high enough to see the concerned green eyes, wild brown curls, and adorable dimples of the one and only: Harry Styles.

"I really didn't mean to.... I am just really clumsy....and like....awkward" He continued. I could tell he was nervous, but he was sincere for sure. "It's fine" I lied with a fake smile. I didn't want him to feel bad about himself because of me. He looked like a sad kitten trying to apologize! He was too cute to be mean to.

Suddenly his face brightened, and I saw that familiar "cupcake" smile. "To make it up to you, I could buy you lunch tomorrow at the café down the street....And I'll buy you a new picture frame.....And a signed T-shirt.....And free concert tickets!"

"Ok, Ok!" I laughed. "You don't need to give me everything you own, I know it was just an accident." I smiled at his small sigh of relief. "So you're free tomorrow?" He grinned with those irresistible dimples. "Yeah, I would love to go with you!" I answered quickly. who could resist a date with Harry Styles?

~Harry's P.O.V~

It's 10:00 pm and I'm SO glad I decided not to go clubbing with Louis tonight. I am falling asleep texing Alli while I'm laying in bed. We had exchanged numbered and set up our lunch-date before she left the signing.

I hear the annoying ringtone that Louis somehow permanently programed on my phone as a prank. But I don't think it's very funny. Now I have the "Gummi Bear Song" play every time I receive a text! "O.K. I'll c u there! :)" I read off the bright screen that is starting to hurt my eyes. Alli. She sounds cute in text-talk.

I don't know why, but she is the first girl who has ever caught my eye at a signing. Probably because she is gorgeous, very talented, and is just a very bubbly person in general.

I can say for sure, this is definitely the most excited I have been for a date in a long time. And with someone around my own age! Who could've guessed?

I finally drift off to sleep, with Alli still the most important thing in my mind at the moment.

Don't tell Louis, but I think I'm in love.


Hey guys! So this is my first Harry Fan Fic so it might not be very good, but I have high hopes for this one! It must be alright if you read this far! I am actually really excited to write about this curly cutie!

If you have anything you liked or disliked, don't be afraid to comment. I am open to constructive-criticism!

Thanks for reading! Comment, rate, and favourite please!



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