The Bad Boy Effect
Dear Ada
Ada's Point of View
Dear Ada,
I hope you like the picture, I got it off your fridge. I just wanted to make a photocopy of it before giving it back. I figured I'd just give it back to you in this note. See the picture is from last summer, I don't remember much about that night. Hell, I don't even remember taking the picture. But I asked around; wanting to put the pieces together from that night. First I asked Liam.
Liam said it was the first night I didn't feel like doing anything. Normally when I got drunk during the summer I always wanted to do something like swim or play truth or dare. Not that night though. That night I wanted you. He said I was sitting with a beer in my hand and everyone decided to sit around the camp fire. You had gone inside to wash some beer off of you that Liam spilled all over your top. You were pissed because at the time you didn't drink. Now I understand why you're wearing my shirt in the picture. When you came back out there was no where to sit and Oakley had already left. Liam said I volunteered for you to sit on me. My memories came back again and you sat on my lap. We spoke for a few minutes about my hair and how I was probably named Harry because I have so much hair on my head. I was drunk and you were playing along so thanks for that. I also remember saying something that I never really understood until I could put the pieces from this night together. You told me how much you hated your haircut because it was too short and you regretted getting bangs. My drunk self said "but you're cute as a button Ada!" and you blushed as I tapped you on the nose. I was told later that night you really liked me. I'm such a dumb ass for not taking that opportunity.
I asked Zayn next. He said he didn't remember anything. Typical Zayn.
Then I asked Louis. He said he remembers me taking shots with the mates. We were all getting drunk before anyone came over. He said when you got to my house I eyed you until you sat down with Oakley by the fire. He told me that I said: I'll marry Ada one day. I'll do it! They all laughed but he said I was very sure of it. A few more things fell into place when Louis told me what I said. I thought, why did I want to marry her? What happened for me to want to marry her?
After thinking about it for days I remembered the day before that picture was taken. I was watching you play chicken, drinking my third beer of the night....I was such a drunk. I guess Oakley caught me staring so he sat next to me and told me to stop because I wasn't good enough for you. He thought all I wanted was to get in your pants but he was wrong. I actually really liked you. And if I'm not thinking about having sex with you when I'm drunk, that's saying something.
I asked Oakley next and he laughed about that night. I should have asked him first since he was the one paying attention to me. He explained everything and now I remember.
I took out shot glasses and sat four in front of us (Louis, Liam, Zayn, and me). It was mid-summer and we were enjoying ourselves, maybe a little too much. Tonight was going to be a chill night. It would just be the crew. You know- us four, Maggie, Sarah, Oakley, Luke, and of course you. This was only the third or fourth time you and Oakley started hanging out with us. You didn't drink and weren't planning on it. Oakley was the main reason you ended up tagging along. I guess I should thank him at some point. Anyway, we were on our 5th shot when you walked in. You had just gotten off of work and looked really happy. Oakley was carrying you on his back and you were laughing hysterically. As you were walking by I felt a sense of jealousy. It was an awful feeling because I've never felt anything like it. I mean, I'd seen you multiple times but the way you were laughing and smiling made me wish I was the one carrying you on my back.
At that point I made it my mission to get to know you. You've always been beautiful but I noticed it over those two days. Throughout the night I tried to find the perfect opportunity to talk to you but Oakley was always in the way. I think he was doing it on purpose because the day before he did tell me to stay away from you. When he finally left I was relieved....until Liam spilled his beer on you. I was praying you wouldn't leave and when you didn't I made sure you sat right with me. The rest of the summer I sat by you and sometimes, when I wasn't drunk, I pretended like I was just so I could talk to you. When I was drunk you let me put my arm around you and you opened up to me. You told me your name and why you hate it so much. Addison Elizabeth is a beautiful name even if it is your grandmother's name. I know she abandoned your father but he must have loved her to give you that name. You also told me about how you want to travel to China and climb Mt. Everest. You told me that one day you want to get married on the moon and have four kids because four is the perfect number. One day while I was pretending to be drunk I asked you if you'd marry me. You said you would if I became rich and famous. I remember you were using your dramatic voice and joked with it.
That picture brought me back to a great summer with you. I'd like to spend many more with you, and if I need to be rich and famous to marry you, that's what I'll do.
I'm so sorry for the pain I've caused you Ada and I hope you can forgive me. I don't know if you're going to read this but if you do I hope you know that you gave me the best summer of my life. You gave me a reason to live and love. I do love you Ada and I'll never stop saying it until I'm old and gray and should probably be dead. Like Keith Richards.
Please forgive me,
I love you. H.xx.
I dropped the note and picked up the picture that slid out of the envelope. We look like a couple. I sat on his lap with my arms around his neck. Harry definitely looks drunk and has one arm around my waist and the other holding a beer.He wore his hat backwards and didn't have a shirt on. That was the first day I began tracing his birds on his chest. The tattoos were fairly new and he said only I could touch them. I wore his Ramones shirt and he said it looks better on me anyways. In the picture I was laughing because he had just told me "you're as cute as a button Ada." He was laughing too but it wasn't as defined as mine.
The letter laid on the ground folded over. I picked it up and sat on my bed, Indian style, and read it again. And again. And again. I don't think I told my dad I love Harry to get out of a sticky situation. I think I told my dad I love Harry because I do.
Dear Ada,
I hope you like the picture, I got it off your fridge. I just wanted to make a photocopy of it before giving it back. I figured I'd just give it back to you in this note. See the picture is from last summer, I don't remember much about that night. Hell, I don't even remember taking the picture. But I asked around; wanting to put the pieces together from that night. First I asked Liam.
Liam said it was the first night I didn't feel like doing anything. Normally when I got drunk during the summer I always wanted to do something like swim or play truth or dare. Not that night though. That night I wanted you. He said I was sitting with a beer in my hand and everyone decided to sit around the camp fire. You had gone inside to wash some beer off of you that Liam spilled all over your top. You were pissed because at the time you didn't drink. Now I understand why you're wearing my shirt in the picture. When you came back out there was no where to sit and Oakley had already left. Liam said I volunteered for you to sit on me. My memories came back again and you sat on my lap. We spoke for a few minutes about my hair and how I was probably named Harry because I have so much hair on my head. I was drunk and you were playing along so thanks for that. I also remember saying something that I never really understood until I could put the pieces from this night together. You told me how much you hated your haircut because it was too short and you regretted getting bangs. My drunk self said "but you're cute as a button Ada!" and you blushed as I tapped you on the nose. I was told later that night you really liked me. I'm such a dumb ass for not taking that opportunity.
I asked Zayn next. He said he didn't remember anything. Typical Zayn.
Then I asked Louis. He said he remembers me taking shots with the mates. We were all getting drunk before anyone came over. He said when you got to my house I eyed you until you sat down with Oakley by the fire. He told me that I said: I'll marry Ada one day. I'll do it! They all laughed but he said I was very sure of it. A few more things fell into place when Louis told me what I said. I thought, why did I want to marry her? What happened for me to want to marry her?
After thinking about it for days I remembered the day before that picture was taken. I was watching you play chicken, drinking my third beer of the night....I was such a drunk. I guess Oakley caught me staring so he sat next to me and told me to stop because I wasn't good enough for you. He thought all I wanted was to get in your pants but he was wrong. I actually really liked you. And if I'm not thinking about having sex with you when I'm drunk, that's saying something.
I asked Oakley next and he laughed about that night. I should have asked him first since he was the one paying attention to me. He explained everything and now I remember.
I took out shot glasses and sat four in front of us (Louis, Liam, Zayn, and me). It was mid-summer and we were enjoying ourselves, maybe a little too much. Tonight was going to be a chill night. It would just be the crew. You know- us four, Maggie, Sarah, Oakley, Luke, and of course you. This was only the third or fourth time you and Oakley started hanging out with us. You didn't drink and weren't planning on it. Oakley was the main reason you ended up tagging along. I guess I should thank him at some point. Anyway, we were on our 5th shot when you walked in. You had just gotten off of work and looked really happy. Oakley was carrying you on his back and you were laughing hysterically. As you were walking by I felt a sense of jealousy. It was an awful feeling because I've never felt anything like it. I mean, I'd seen you multiple times but the way you were laughing and smiling made me wish I was the one carrying you on my back.
At that point I made it my mission to get to know you. You've always been beautiful but I noticed it over those two days. Throughout the night I tried to find the perfect opportunity to talk to you but Oakley was always in the way. I think he was doing it on purpose because the day before he did tell me to stay away from you. When he finally left I was relieved....until Liam spilled his beer on you. I was praying you wouldn't leave and when you didn't I made sure you sat right with me. The rest of the summer I sat by you and sometimes, when I wasn't drunk, I pretended like I was just so I could talk to you. When I was drunk you let me put my arm around you and you opened up to me. You told me your name and why you hate it so much. Addison Elizabeth is a beautiful name even if it is your grandmother's name. I know she abandoned your father but he must have loved her to give you that name. You also told me about how you want to travel to China and climb Mt. Everest. You told me that one day you want to get married on the moon and have four kids because four is the perfect number. One day while I was pretending to be drunk I asked you if you'd marry me. You said you would if I became rich and famous. I remember you were using your dramatic voice and joked with it.
That picture brought me back to a great summer with you. I'd like to spend many more with you, and if I need to be rich and famous to marry you, that's what I'll do.
I'm so sorry for the pain I've caused you Ada and I hope you can forgive me. I don't know if you're going to read this but if you do I hope you know that you gave me the best summer of my life. You gave me a reason to live and love. I do love you Ada and I'll never stop saying it until I'm old and gray and should probably be dead. Like Keith Richards.
Please forgive me,
I love you. H.xx.
I dropped the note and picked up the picture that slid out of the envelope. We look like a couple. I sat on his lap with my arms around his neck. Harry definitely looks drunk and has one arm around my waist and the other holding a beer.He wore his hat backwards and didn't have a shirt on. That was the first day I began tracing his birds on his chest. The tattoos were fairly new and he said only I could touch them. I wore his Ramones shirt and he said it looks better on me anyways. In the picture I was laughing because he had just told me "you're as cute as a button Ada." He was laughing too but it wasn't as defined as mine.
The letter laid on the ground folded over. I picked it up and sat on my bed, Indian style, and read it again. And again. And again. I don't think I told my dad I love Harry to get out of a sticky situation. I think I told my dad I love Harry because I do.
Notes
Hopefully I didn't disappoint you with his chapter....I know it's just the letter but I really hope you like it!
How do you guys feels about his letter?
On a cute-o-meter what is it rated? 1=awful, 10=oh my goodness I wish I got a letter like this from Harry Styles.
@Irish Gal
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2/27/15