Remember When

Chapter One

“So c'mon c'mon.,and dance with me baby!” I quietly hummed the popular One Direction song to myself and I drew in my sketchbook. It was mid April and that meant our Summer Line was about to come out. Me and my best friend and co worker, Claire, ran our own fashion boutique in London. Our clothes vary from men to women's fashion and from casual to fancy clothing. Claire and I both attended the General Saint Martins school for fashion design in London and after graduation a year ago we opened a store in the heart of the city and soon our clothing line grew and became quite popular. Many people were wearing our brand, Anna Claire!
We owned a small shop in the city. Claire and I also lived together in an apartment conveniently located above our store. Our clothes were one of a kind and hand made by our trusted employee, Bree. We had a manufacturing room where Bree created the clothes. A set of stairs were hidden behind a door. They led to an apartment that Claire and I shared. It was quite large for an apartment with three bathrooms, a full kitchen, three bedrooms, and an amazing view of London, Claire and I were quite happy.
It was a lazy Sunday evening and I was sitting at a desk staring out o the front doors of the shop. I could hear Bree sewing in the background. Relaxing music played from the radio. Claire was upstairs cooking dinner. The dim lighting cast shadows on the city streets as streetlights flickered on. I glanced at my watch, it read 6:30 pm. Half an hour until closing but I wasn't expecting anyone to come in. I changed the radio station and I heard an upbeat One Direction song playing. I smiled and stood up to start organizing the store before closing time.

“And we danced all night to the best song ever,

We knew every line, now I can't remember,

How it goes but I know, That I won't forget her,

'Cause we danced all night to the Best Song Ever.”

I happily sang along as I folded various shirts that had fallen off of a shelf. I ended up embarrassingly dancing as I locked the jewelry cases. Suddenly a bell dinged signaling that a customer had entered. I felt my face turn red as I rushed to shut off the music. The person saw me and smiled, “Nice moves.” He complimented me before heading to the men's department to look at blazers. His husky accent sounded vaguely familiar to me. I shook my head and let him browse for a moment before asking him if he needed any help. He was dressed very nice with a pair of tight black pants and a grey shirt which he pair with a light, gray jacket.

(His outfit)

“Need help finding anything, sir” I asked hanging a button down shirt on a rack.

“Uh, yes actually. I was looking for black pants. I ripped a hole in these.” He pointed to tear by his knee. “Do you have any”

“Yes we do, follow me!” I lead him to an aisle of men's pants. “The black ones are right here I pointed to a stack of pants.”
“Thank you very much.” He told me before scanning the rows until I assume he found one that he liked.

I returned the front of the store to make sure that everything was cleaned. I could smell Claire's Mac 'N Cheese from the upstairs kitchen. “Well aren't you going to see If they fit me alright?” A voice asked me from the dressing room. I laughed and walked to the back of the store, “Well you have to show me before I can tell you.” I called sitting in one of the chairs. The figure exited the fitting room and stood in front of me. He twirled and then posed for me as I laughed. “They fit you perfectly” I exclaimed.

“You better not be lying to me.” He turned around and looked at himself in the mirror.

“Trust me, I designed them. They look fabulous!” I reassured him. I had to admit he was cute. He had curly brown hair and gorgeous green eyes. Oops I was staring. I shook my head and stood up.

“They're sold uh... what's your name” He asked facing me. He was really familiar, like someone I used to know when I was younger. “Answer his question, idiot!” I had to get out of my head.

“Anna.” I smiled and stuck out my hand. He smiled and shook it.

“I'm Harry,” He replied. I couldn't get enough of his dimples when he smiled. His name clicked in my head, I know it but, I didn’t know where I had heard it from.

“So I like your music choice, One Direction huh” He smiled and it clicked.

“Yeah I love them Niall, Louis, Zayn, and Liam are so cute!” I said purposefully leaving Harry out. He looked at me with a hurt expression.

“Uh-huh, and what about me!” He laughed pretending to be hurt.

“Whaat? You're in One Direction?” I gasped trying to hold back my laughter but I ended up cheekily smiling giving the whole thing away. Harry looked at me and smiled back. He was staring at me. “You're really familiar Anna..” He told me.

I was surprised, it must just be a coincidence. Why would Harry Styles notice me? Maybe I did know him from somewhere other than the fact that he was famous.
“Nah, you must be thinking of someone else.” I said.

“I wouldn't forget a pretty face like yours.” He complimented me. I quietly laughed trying to hide the blush that erupted across my cheeks. He must of noticed because Harry laughed before heading back into the dressing room.
As I was putting his pants in a bag he smiled. “You know this is my all time favorite store. I come here whenever we're in London!”

“Really?” I was shocked, Harry Styles liked our boutique?! That's crazy!

“Really.” He answered handing me the money to pay for his clothes. I looked down to count the cash he had given me. It was more than what was needed, way more. “Wait!” I called but the jingle of the bell meant that he had already left. As he passed by the store windows he made a 'call me' sign with his hand. I looked at him confused and then he was gone.

*Flashback*

I stood backstage, my friend was going on stage in a few moments. As I was looking or him a boy caught my eyes. He had adorable dimples, curly hair, and green eyes. I recognized him as Harry Styles, a guy who sat behind me in math class. He'd always mess with my hair or try to throw paper at me during the lesson. I had come to support him. He looked like he wanted to talk to me but he had to go on stage. The 'X Factor' judges warmly greeted him and girls screamed. I found myself in the crowd staring at him. After he finished singing his eyes landed on me. He smiled and adjusted his scarf as the judges talked to him. After he got through he met me backstage. He pulled me into an embrace. “Don't forget about me when you become famous I whispered to him.”

“Never.” He replied.

The memory faded from my mind. I knew that he was familiar. We use to be best friends, I guess that he forgot, I mean it has been three years. I went to put the money in that cash register when a white slip of paper that was folded between a bill caught my eye. I opened it and the note read...

I never forgot about you
Call me sometime!
020-6535-7523
Much lovee xx.
-Harry

(totally made up number!)

He remembered. I smiled to myself before flipping the “OPEN” sing on the door to “CLOSED”. Bree had left awhile ago but I didn't notice her leave. I looked at my watch, it read 7:16 the store was supposed to close sixteen minutes ago! Oopsies! I flicked the lights off and went to join Claire upstairs.

Notes

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