"All I wanted was a bit of excitement.
All I did was apply for a job.
And then all of me fell deeply and irrevocably in love with him."
Natalie Moon applies for an unknown job, and falls straight in the lap of One Direction. More specifically, Harry...
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I send the tweet while I wait for Harry to finish in the shower, already buzzing for the day ahead.
I'd had a bad day last week and spent the entire day on the sofa watching Disney movies, eerily reminiscent of a similar day a couple years ago. Harry came home from the studio when I was halfway through Beauty and the Beast.
"I've always wanted to go to a fancy ball." I told him as we watched Belle and the Beast glide around the ballroom.
"Yeah?" He asked, running his fingers through my hair.
"Yeah, I've always wanted to get dressed up like a princess and spend the evening waltzing around." I was in one of those wistful moods, you know? Where you're more focused on what you've dreamed for your life instead of focusing on how amazing your life actually is.
I wasn't expecting anything to come from that conversation, but yesterday Harry surprised me by telling me he'd got tickets for a formal Christmas ball in Paris. I didn't believe him until he showed me email confirmation, by which point I was squealing and possibly crying a bit and hugging him.
Visions of the two of us dancing round a beautiful chandelier lit room for a night fill my head and make me feel giddy. So much so, I don't notice Harry coming out the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Earth to Natalie." He says with a smirk, fishing around in the wardrobe for something to wear.
"Sorry, I'm here." I jump up and head towards the bathroom, getting distracted when he pulls me in for a kiss.
"You thinking about the dance?" He says gently, his eyes looking really green in the morning light.
"Yeah. I've sent out a tweet to try and find a dressmaker."
"You know we could get someone to do that."
"I know, but I've worn a lot of professional pieces in the past year, and I really want to give someone the opportunity." I brush a strand of his wet hair away from his face.
"I love you." He says with a smile.
"I love you too."
I go into the bathroom to get ready for the day, leaving the door open.
"Are you excited for today?" He asks, his voice muffled as he rummages in a drawer.
"Of course I am!" We're going to the studio today to listen to all the songs they've got so far. I know some of them, but he and his mates have been busy recently, and I'm excited to hear what they've come up with. "How are you feeling about it?"
"Super pumped. I can't wait for you to hear them, and to listen to them all together and start to feel like we've got an album."
I look at my phone briefly in the car on the way to the studio, and I can see I've already got loads of suggestions, but I put it away to think about it later. Today's all about Harry and his music.
