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I'm Harry Styles... Eh no I am
Note: I know I haven't written in forever, but trust me I have a good reason. My computer's hard drive crashed and it took FOREVER to get fixed so now I have it and ya.
"John?" I question, looking up at the familiar face.
"That's me," he giggles
"I've missed you so much! How are you? Where have you been?" I scream with excitement. I haven't seen him in forever. See, this friend, I remember. John. John was one of my first friends ever. We were so close until he moved to the US. I remember so many things we used to do.
"What are you doing here alone?" he asks me.
"Well I was with my friend, ya I guess he's my friend, and his girlfriend, but they kind of forgot about me." I tell him.
"Aw, how could anyone leave you alone?" he asks me. I shrug in response. "C'mon. I'll take you around," he smiles. I hesitate for a moment, but then again, I don't want to be by myself, so I agree, taking his hand in mine. We go through the art museum quickly and end up sitting outside on one of the benches, waiting for Louis and Eleanor.
"So, do you live here now?" I ask him.
"Ya, we moved here about two years ago," he tells me.
"How about you?"
"Same. Well, I actually moved here a couple days ago," I tell him.
"I'm glad I ran into you Zoe," he tells me, placing his hand upon mine. I don't react, I slowly look down at our hands.
"Um..." Is all I can say.
"Zoe?" I hear from above us. I don't look up though, I'm still focused on our hands
"Oh you must be the ditcher," I hear John remark. I realize that it's Louis and pull my hand away, finally looking up at him. His face is shocked, looking down at where our hands used to be connected. Why is he shocked?
"What?" he asks.
"How could ditch someone as amazing as Zoe? God, she's gorgeous, but you probably can't see that. You must be blind." he says, looking directly at me. What is he saying? After 5 years, he's confessing his feelings for me? This doesn't seem right. I don't think of him in that way.
"Um, John, I've never really thought of you that way..." I awkwardly mumble, looking back up at Louis. His eyes rise a bit, for some unknown reason.
"What?" he asks. "I wasn't coming on to you...I actually don't find you pretty at all. These people probably aren't even your friends. You're too socially awkward to have friends and you're too weird. I have to go," he says, rushing away, leaving me confused as hell. I start to cry, I don't often. The tears are warm against my frozen cheeks and I can taste the saltiness.
"Zoe... are you ok?" Louis says, coming towards me and crouching down to be on my level.
"Not really. That was John, one of my childhood best friends. How could he say all that stuff?" I say, more tears streaming down my face.
"Don't listen to what he said. He only said it because you rejected him. I think your great," he says.
"Louis, I'm getting cold. Can we go?" Eleanor asks. I look up at Louis and see a flash of annoyance on his face. "Please?" she asks.
"Go ahead, I can take the bus," I sweetly smile. I don't feel like going hime right now, I just want to walk alone, preferably with Louis, but that's not going to happen. He frowns and slides his disguise back on. I laugh a fake laugh and then when they are out of sight, I run. I run and don't stop.
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When I stop running, I find myself at a familiar shopping center that my mom and I visited a couple of days ago. I walk around a bit and stop at a cafe. When I enter, the warmth rushes over me, causing me to stumble back a bit. Everyone stares at me and I feel incredibly stupid. Instead of ignoring them all, I decide to wave and am surprised when I get a wave back. I walk up to the counter and order. "And what is your name?" The older lady behind the counter asks me.
"Harry Styles," I joke. Obviously, she doesn't know who he is and just writes it down. I go to sit down and wait for my drink.
"HARRY STYLES!" I hear someone yell. I get up from my seat and go to take the drink when someone else's hand grabs it, causing our two hands to touch.
"Um what do you think you're doing?" the man asks me. I look over at him and see a man in dark sunglasses, a beanie, and a jacket staring at me.
"Um I'm Harry Styles, obviously." I say in my best serious tone.
"Oh you are? So am I. Nice to meet you Harry Styles!" He jokes along.
"So you pretended to be Harry as well?" I laugh.
"No... I actually am Harry, aren't you?"
"Wait you're really Harry?" I ask him. He nods and takes off his glasses and quickly putting them back on.
"Oh.. this is awkward. Well not because you're awkward. Just cause I'm awkward... you're gorgeous, wait what?" (sorry I had to quote it)
"Haha, thanks love." He smirks. "So, Harry, do you have a real name?" he asks me.
"Ya it's Zoe. Zoe Spools," I tell him.
"Oh have I met you before?" he asks me.
"No, I would've remembered meeting you. I'm friends with Louis though, he might have mentioned me. Probably not, but maybe." I tell him.
"Oh.... Zoe... I remember now," he smiles. I don't ask how, but instead just smile. "So Zoe, would you like to come to my place and finish our coffee?" he asks me. I nod and wait for him to grab his coffee.
We walk towards his car and he opens the door for me. "Thanks," I smile and hop in. The drive isn't very long and as we drive I check my messages. I have two from Louis.
I'm sorry I had to leave :-/
Come home
I decide to ignore him, wanting to hang with Harry, and turn my phone off. When we arrive, Harry helps me out of the car and I trip on one of the rocks in his driveway. As instinct, I grab onto his shirt, pulling him down with me. He lands on top of me and my back lands on a pile of rocks. We both groan as we feel the impact.
"Ow...." I groan.
"That hurt," he mumbles.
"Ya, no kidding. You're so heavy," I joke.
"I AM NOT!" he says, acting angry. He stays on top of me as I laugh.
"Um... you're still on me," I tell him.
"Oh ya.. um sorry," he blushes. Aw he's too adorable.
"Let's go inside, ya?"
"Ya," he nods, dragging me to his house. I enter in, smelling the nice vanilla flavor.
"HARRY THANK GOD YOU'RE HERE! I NEED TO TELL YOU- Zoe?" Someone yells. I look over towards the sound and see Louis with a face full of worry.
"Hi Louis," I smile.
"John?" I question, looking up at the familiar face.
"That's me," he giggles
"I've missed you so much! How are you? Where have you been?" I scream with excitement. I haven't seen him in forever. See, this friend, I remember. John. John was one of my first friends ever. We were so close until he moved to the US. I remember so many things we used to do.
"What are you doing here alone?" he asks me.
"Well I was with my friend, ya I guess he's my friend, and his girlfriend, but they kind of forgot about me." I tell him.
"Aw, how could anyone leave you alone?" he asks me. I shrug in response. "C'mon. I'll take you around," he smiles. I hesitate for a moment, but then again, I don't want to be by myself, so I agree, taking his hand in mine. We go through the art museum quickly and end up sitting outside on one of the benches, waiting for Louis and Eleanor.
"So, do you live here now?" I ask him.
"Ya, we moved here about two years ago," he tells me.
"How about you?"
"Same. Well, I actually moved here a couple days ago," I tell him.
"I'm glad I ran into you Zoe," he tells me, placing his hand upon mine. I don't react, I slowly look down at our hands.
"Um..." Is all I can say.
"Zoe?" I hear from above us. I don't look up though, I'm still focused on our hands
"Oh you must be the ditcher," I hear John remark. I realize that it's Louis and pull my hand away, finally looking up at him. His face is shocked, looking down at where our hands used to be connected. Why is he shocked?
"What?" he asks.
"How could ditch someone as amazing as Zoe? God, she's gorgeous, but you probably can't see that. You must be blind." he says, looking directly at me. What is he saying? After 5 years, he's confessing his feelings for me? This doesn't seem right. I don't think of him in that way.
"Um, John, I've never really thought of you that way..." I awkwardly mumble, looking back up at Louis. His eyes rise a bit, for some unknown reason.
"What?" he asks. "I wasn't coming on to you...I actually don't find you pretty at all. These people probably aren't even your friends. You're too socially awkward to have friends and you're too weird. I have to go," he says, rushing away, leaving me confused as hell. I start to cry, I don't often. The tears are warm against my frozen cheeks and I can taste the saltiness.
"Zoe... are you ok?" Louis says, coming towards me and crouching down to be on my level.
"Not really. That was John, one of my childhood best friends. How could he say all that stuff?" I say, more tears streaming down my face.
"Don't listen to what he said. He only said it because you rejected him. I think your great," he says.
"Louis, I'm getting cold. Can we go?" Eleanor asks. I look up at Louis and see a flash of annoyance on his face. "Please?" she asks.
"Go ahead, I can take the bus," I sweetly smile. I don't feel like going hime right now, I just want to walk alone, preferably with Louis, but that's not going to happen. He frowns and slides his disguise back on. I laugh a fake laugh and then when they are out of sight, I run. I run and don't stop.
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When I stop running, I find myself at a familiar shopping center that my mom and I visited a couple of days ago. I walk around a bit and stop at a cafe. When I enter, the warmth rushes over me, causing me to stumble back a bit. Everyone stares at me and I feel incredibly stupid. Instead of ignoring them all, I decide to wave and am surprised when I get a wave back. I walk up to the counter and order. "And what is your name?" The older lady behind the counter asks me.
"Harry Styles," I joke. Obviously, she doesn't know who he is and just writes it down. I go to sit down and wait for my drink.
"HARRY STYLES!" I hear someone yell. I get up from my seat and go to take the drink when someone else's hand grabs it, causing our two hands to touch.
"Um what do you think you're doing?" the man asks me. I look over at him and see a man in dark sunglasses, a beanie, and a jacket staring at me.
"Um I'm Harry Styles, obviously." I say in my best serious tone.
"Oh you are? So am I. Nice to meet you Harry Styles!" He jokes along.
"So you pretended to be Harry as well?" I laugh.
"No... I actually am Harry, aren't you?"
"Wait you're really Harry?" I ask him. He nods and takes off his glasses and quickly putting them back on.
"Oh.. this is awkward. Well not because you're awkward. Just cause I'm awkward... you're gorgeous, wait what?" (sorry I had to quote it)
"Haha, thanks love." He smirks. "So, Harry, do you have a real name?" he asks me.
"Ya it's Zoe. Zoe Spools," I tell him.
"Oh have I met you before?" he asks me.
"No, I would've remembered meeting you. I'm friends with Louis though, he might have mentioned me. Probably not, but maybe." I tell him.
"Oh.... Zoe... I remember now," he smiles. I don't ask how, but instead just smile. "So Zoe, would you like to come to my place and finish our coffee?" he asks me. I nod and wait for him to grab his coffee.
We walk towards his car and he opens the door for me. "Thanks," I smile and hop in. The drive isn't very long and as we drive I check my messages. I have two from Louis.
I'm sorry I had to leave :-/
Come home
I decide to ignore him, wanting to hang with Harry, and turn my phone off. When we arrive, Harry helps me out of the car and I trip on one of the rocks in his driveway. As instinct, I grab onto his shirt, pulling him down with me. He lands on top of me and my back lands on a pile of rocks. We both groan as we feel the impact.
"Ow...." I groan.
"That hurt," he mumbles.
"Ya, no kidding. You're so heavy," I joke.
"I AM NOT!" he says, acting angry. He stays on top of me as I laugh.
"Um... you're still on me," I tell him.
"Oh ya.. um sorry," he blushes. Aw he's too adorable.
"Let's go inside, ya?"
"Ya," he nods, dragging me to his house. I enter in, smelling the nice vanilla flavor.
"HARRY THANK GOD YOU'RE HERE! I NEED TO TELL YOU- Zoe?" Someone yells. I look over towards the sound and see Louis with a face full of worry.
"Hi Louis," I smile.
A year this story is amazing please update if you can see this
4/12/15