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They're all famous in this except for Niall!

~Niall's POV~

It's 3 Pm and I'm trying to sleep, but the dirt underneath the bridge isn't the best place for this. The hunger isn't really helping either. The people were a bit mean today, so I didn't have enough money to buy food or a drink.

Three months ago my parents threw me out because I'm gay. They didn't even gave me a chance to take some clothes. Fortunaletly I had my guitar with me, so now I play music on the streets to earn a little money and the dirty ground under the bridge is my home. I don't have any friends and I don't go to school anymore. I traveled, actually walked 500 miles to anther town, so no one would recognize me.

This isn't going to work. I don't think I can sleep anymore. With a sigh I stand up and walk to the river. It's time that I wash myself and maybe even my clothes, so I strip down to my boxers and step into the cold water. With my bare hands I try to remove the dirt off my body. Then I 'wash' my hair. I decide not to wash my clothes, because it's a little bit to cold now.

Suddenly I feel a presence behind me and when I turn around, I see indeed a boy around my age, who is looking at my stuff I hide under the bridge.

"Hey, That's my stuff, so keep your bloody hands off!" I yell and the boy yelps. A very manly yelp may I add. Note the sarcasm.

"Ohw, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to steal anything. I just saw you from the bridge and I came down to see what you were doing... Do you live here?" He asks and gestures to my stuff.

"Why do you care?" I ask as I walk out of the water. The boy shrugs. "I just do. No one deserves to live like this."

I take the towel I found somewhere. Okay... Stole somewhere, and start to dry myself,l look cautionly at the boy as I do so.

"I do live here and I must have deserved it, otherwise I wouldn't be here." I say and look the boy up and down. (You all now what Harry looks like and I'm in school, so I'm not going to describe him once again). He looks familiar, but where did I see him before?

"No, I just said no one deserves to live like this and I won't let you!" He says and I start to dress myself in my dirty clothes. "I'm letting you stay in my flat with me." He says. The laugh on his face is so wide I can see his dimples. I'm fully dressed now and look at the boy with an eyebrow raised

"You expect that I will stay in a stranger's flat? For all I know you're going to rape me or murder me"

Now it's the boy's turn to look confused at me. "You don't know me?" He asks. His tone is like I really should know him. I shake my head.

"You look familiar, but I know where I've seen you before." I say.

"Does the name Harry Styles ring a bell?" The curly haired lad asks me and I start to think. Images of a television program start to form into my mind. Then a song starts to play inside my head and then it clicks.

"Ohw!" I say. Not really my smartest answer ever.

"See, I'm not a stranger! Everyone knows me! Now you can come with me!" Harry yells enthusiastically and starts to grab the few things I own.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" I try to take my stuff back from him, but he won't give it to me.

"I know I'm like a stranger to you, but please, give me one chance." Harry begs while he dodges my hands. With a deep sigh I give in. After three long months, it's going to be nice to sleep in a sofa for one night and maybe eat a good meal.

"I give you one night, but you need to promise you won't do anything to me." Harry immediately lays a hand on his heart and swears he won't do me anything.

"Okay, I'll go with you." I say and Harry fist pumps the air. Then he starts to collect the rest of my belongings. I grab my guitar and after 30 seconds, Harry asks "Is this all you have?" He holds the towel and a few clothes in his hands. I nod and Harry starts walking. I trail behind him.

After a fife minute walk, we arrive at an large house.

"Is this your house?" I ask and Harry nods.

"Yup, me and my mates live here. You know, my band mates." I really don't know any faces, but I do know the name of their band. It's One Direction. I'm not really a fan, but if the song was on the radio, I would listen to it.

Slowly I walk to the front door, waiting patiently as harry opens the door.

"Shhh, be quiet. Everyone is asleep now." He says and gestures for me to come inside. The decoration of the house is simple, but modern. On the walls are a few photo's of family and friends (I suppose).

"Nice house." I state and walk to the couch, where I sit down and start to prepare the pillows for my sleep. The curly haired popstar is looking amused at me.

"You know, you don't have to sleep on the couch. We have a guestroom with a bed that's completely fine." Harry says and starts to walk to the guest room. As he arrives he lays my stuff on the bed.

"Here you go, I'll leave you alone now. Goodnight." The green eyed lad smiles one more time at me before he closes the door behind him.

To tired to look around, I throw all my stuff on the ground and lay down in the bed. Not much later I fall asleep, not aware of the boy who is staring at me through a crack of the door.

~Harry's POV~

With a content smile I look through the crack at the sleeping boy I fell in love with. From the moment I saw him 2 months ago in the center of the city I knew I had to get to know him. And now he's sleeping in my house. All I have to do now, is make him fall in love with me.

Maybe that's sooner then I think ...

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