Hidden Lovers.

I look up and it was none other than Harry Styles, the guy I've had a crush on since 2010 when he was auditionning for the X-Factor, at that time I was watching the auditions scruterly every week on the internet until I finally moved to London, so I began to watch it on TV and then live. But let's get back to the fact that this young-man was actually having a makeout session with me, but inside me I actually didn't want it, don't know why but I still have some modesty about this kind of abrupt events. So I pushed him away and tried to look right in his eyes and introduce myself, but all he did is look at me, having a cheeky smile, looked on the left having horror on his face, give me a peck on the lips and run away. That was awkward, but I had to search for him or at least search for Emma, cuz I had to tell her what happened, she had to know!

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I searched for a good 30 minutes but couldn't find him nor Emma, so I went to the bar and continued to drink,alone.
Until, I felt a hand on my shoulder, not a manly hand but a drunk girl hand, you know the clumsy kinda hand. I turned on my seat and thank god it was Emma.

Sarah- Emma where the fu-
Emma- Guess who I just ran into!
Sarah- Harry Styles...
Emma- How did you know, psychic much?
Sarah- No, I just had an passionate makeout sess with him until he awkwardly left me there-
Emma- No fucking way, it's a joke right?
Sarah- Ugh, let me finish!!
Emma- Ok,ok clam dooooowwn!
Sarah- Ok so he left me there, but I also pushed him away... I was actually afraid of her reaction.
Emma- ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME SARAH!! Why??? She yelled at my face.
Sarah- Well..You know, I just didn't want to meet him this way, like maybe talk to him, get to know him, maybe start a friendship and after having a love and sexual relationship with him...
Stranger- Hey ladies, fancy a drink?
Emma,Sarah- NO!!!
Stranger- Fuckin Bitches.
Emma- Wow that guy was an a-hole.
Sarah- Yeaa.. But hey agreeing or not?
Emma- Respect. Then doing the ''Celine Dion'' peace sign, clearly she's hella drunk.

And the conversation ended with a friendly hug and a uber driving us back home. But while in the cab, I saw him walking alone in the streets, I had to ask him what was up, but as soon as I tried to reach over to him, ten thousand fangirls ran behind him, I guess I'll have another chance another day.


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Next morning, first thing I did was that I opened my computer, put on some music, the first thing that came to my mind was Settle Down by The 1975. But I was also searching for some info about a project I have to give next week about a famous painter who made controversy in his life so I chose Andy Warhol, I love his colorfulness of imagination and his uniqueness on a way that it actually isn't but it is. After some time of working on it I decided to open my Twitter, and saw I had one Direct Message, open it and it was Harry who found me and told me ''Sorry for yesterday, I was so drunk and found you so attractive, that idk why but I had too, so if you fancy a coffee with me, meet me at the club and we'll see from there, as a sorry act.'' I couldn't deny that, I don't want him to think I'm mad or anything, I'm only just curious to see what he has to say, and how it will go.

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