Take My Hand
The First Encounter
Raquel's POV
I stepped aboard the train along with five other passnegers. I looked around the train cart and took a seat, in between a young guy wearing, a beanie, sunglasses and the skinniest jeans I have ever seen, and a bummy looking man, who looked half asleep. I put my headphones in, and turned up the volume, and shuffled through my songs before settling on, "you need me and i dont need you," by Ed Sheeran. I was losing my feeling of empowerment and i needed a little pick me up and this was the perfect song. I closed my eyes and tapped my foot along to the rythym. About ten minutes into the train ride, I realized I haven't recognzied any of the stops. I opened my eyes, and began to look around. I had an easy decision to make, ask the young lad sitting next to me what train we were on, or the bum. It was a no- brainer. I gently tapped the youn man's bicep. It quickly tensed up. I wasnt sure if his eyes were open or not, because they were concealed by his dark sunglasses. I tapped him again, this time with a little more force. this time he responded by pushing his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose. He looked familiar, I think he was in one of my classes, I loosened up a little, but quickly tensed up again, because i was mesmerized by his twinkling green eyes. He looked a little annoyed, like he didnt want to be bothered. I was used to this from New York, in New York, if you even did so much as looked at someone, you were in for an earful.
He took his headphones out and said, "hi it's nice to meet you, i'm sorry but i'm not taking any pictures today."
I was a bit confused as to why he thought i wanted his picture, so i just said, " I - What no, i dont want a picture, i was just wondering if you knew what train we were on."
" oh yeah, were going to Cheshire."
Harrys POV
I felt a tap on my forearm, and assumed it was an accidental bump. I felt a tap again, this one with a little more force behind it. So i decided to open my eyes, and push my sunglasses down my nose. My eyes quickly widened, sitting to my right was the most beautiful girl i have ever seen. Her hazel eyes met mine, and after staring awkwardly into to eachother's eyes for ten seconds i decided to break the silence, i assumed she was a fan when her eyes widended when they met mine so i just said, " oh hi, it's nice to meet you, im sorry but im not taking any pictures today."I hope she didn;t realize how much my voice was quivering. Her beauty made me nervous. I felt intimadated, i've never felt like this before.
" oh what no i dont want a picture, i was just wondering what train we were on."
I was taken aback by her american accent. I've heard american accents numerous times, but her voice was just different... it was special. I didnt want her to think i was hanging onto every word that escaped her full- red lips. so i answered, "oh, yeah were going to Cheshire."
she began to panic, I didn't know what to do , so i just watched her panic for a good two minutes, before i decided it would be better to know exaclty why she was panicking, " whats wrong love?" i asked her
" well im not supposed to be on this train, im supposed to be on a train home, to London right now, I'm never going to get home. I have work tomorrow, they are going to fire me, even though im an intern, and they cant do this to me i've been working for over a year, i dedicate all of my free time there, and they can't just let me go like thi-" I cut her off while readjusting my sunglasses on my face i didnt want any other unwanted attention drawn to me.
" relax, everything will be alright, dont you have sick days?"
" yes! I do since i go to work everyday, i obvously have like 15, but this goes to show why they cant fire me."
i interupted her again before she continued her rant and said," okay, see love no need to panic, just take off a sick day or two."
she threw her arms around my neck and i was suprised by her boldness.
" yeah dont worry love, youll spend the night in Cheshire if you have to, i open my home to you, and i can take you to the train station tomrrow morning.
She quickly tensed up before remvoing her arms from around my neck, she cursed herself and said, " what am i doing? I dont know you, this is not me, I dont do this, i dont need you to take care of me i am an independent young woman, i dont need a MANS help"
" uh i- i'm sorry, i didnt mean to affend you, im sure your more than capable of taking care of yourself." i said while staring into her eyes, but i became distacted when i saw the conducter in the distance starting to collect people's tickets. I didnt want her to panic again, so i turned to her and simply said, " i'm guessing you dont have a ticket for this train then." but she didnt answer, i turned to her, waiting for her response, but her eyes were closed and her headphones were on full volume in her ears.
Why was she ignoring me? maybe she didnt want to carry on a conversation with a complete stranger, but i wasnt a complete stranger i was Harry Styles from One Direction, we were a global success, I didnt realize it before, but she had no idea who i was. i dont want to sound cocky, but we were known everywhere and i mean everywhere, even if you didnt like our music, we were still huge on twitter, facebook, i mean she has to have a social media account, or even walk down the street, our pictures in almost every single newstand. Even when you put on the telly or the radio, we were preforming and doing interviews,it was very hard to avoid us. Maybe she just had to see my hair to recognize me, that had to be it, my signature look was now hidden underneath my black benaie. I was so lost in my own thoughts, that i didnt realize she was sleeping,
and now the conducter was fast approaching us. I didnt want to wake her, if i did she would just be alarmed and panicking. i watched her sleep peacefully, i knew i would regret it if i woke her, so i didnt. I know she claimed she didnt need my help, but i knew i had to help her. The conducter was now standing infront of me
I handed the conducter my ticket, and said it belonged to the young lady next to me. He looked at me questionably and asked me were mine was. i pulled off my beanie and slide down my sunglasses, he instantly recognzied me, i'm guessing he had a young daughter,
" sorry mate, i must've lost my ticket while i was being chased by the fans, but i can pay for one now," i said while pulling out my wallet.
" oh no, it's fine, Mr. Styles, but would you mind signing this for my daughter her name's Cassie, " he said while extending a piece of paper and a pen in my direction.
I signed the paper, and handed it back to him with a smile, he took the paper and walked away, tucking it into his pocket. I put my beanie back on my head and sunglasses back on my face before turning my attention to the mysterious beauty who was now using my side as a pillow.
I listened to her breathing patterns, i felt the beating of her heart on my arm. She fell asleep on me and i swear i've never seen someone so beautiful in my life, she was a real life sleeping beauty. I know she claimed she didnt need my help, but i programmed my phone number into her phone anyways. I sent myself a text, so i can save her number and then carefully placed her phone back in her lap, after i deleted the conversation. I than pulled out my phone and saved her number, but i realized i didnt catch her name, so i didnt know what to program her under. I knew she wouldnt let me help her once we got off the train, i knew i would never see her again. I would just have her number to just text her and make sure she's safe, even though the possibiltiy of her answering was slight. I felt her shuffle around a little, before her eyelids popped open in confusion, sxposing her emrald green eyes.
Raquel's POV
My eyes flew open. I was there again with him, Charlie. He was tormenting me, following me into my dreams, well i guess i should call them nightmares now. The person next to me looked at me with genuine concern.
" oh by the way I'm Raquel, i figuired since we have about 30 minutes left of the train ride left and youv'e been kind to me, i should at least your name..."
"umm.." he sounded as if he had an internal conflict
did he not trust me ?
" Harry," he answered
"Harry...?" i asked him
" well to be fair, you didnt tell me your last name, so why should I share mine, for all i know you can be a crazy stalker or an ex con. " He said with a smirk on his face
"oh, really." I said trying to hide my face so he wouldn't see my now red blushing cheeks.
Harry's POV
She was trying to hide her face, but I knew she was blushing, I knew the affect of my cheekiness on girls. But there was something different about this girl. She wasn't just a pretty face, and for the very short amount of time that i knew Raquel, I can already tell she was very strong willed. I finally forgot about Olivia. Something about her was pulling me in, I was intrigued by her, I wanted to know more about herm
"Robinson," she said, interupting me from my own thoughts.
"Raquel Robinson? thats catchy"
"make fun of my name all you want, but you'll see you won't forget it."
" you don't have to worry, I doubt I''ll be forgetting about you anytime soon." Her cheeks were now bright red, I enjoyed watching her blush, I enjoyed the affect I had on her.
" so are you going to tel me your full name now?" she asked me, trying to sound annoyed
I can tell she was building up her wall again. I just looked at her she wiped her eyes, and flipped her hair over her shoulder. When she did this, I got a sniff of her hair, and i know this sounds creey but Woah, at that very moment, i needed to feel her lips against mine, I wanted her, no i needed her.
I could tell she was growing impatient with me. But I still had a choice to make. I liked the way she was treating me now. She was clueless about my celeberity status, if I tell her my name, there's a big chance she will recognize me. Once she knows I'm Harry Styles, yes the Harry Styles the so called womanizer of the
international pop boyband One Direction. But there's a chance that she will still be oblivous to who i really am. Let's say this does go somewere, our relationship will crumble to pieces if it started with a lie. Sooner or later she would find out who i am. So I just had to decide if I wanted her to know sooner or later. Suddenly my choice became clear,
"Styles, my full name is Harry Edward Styles."
I stepped aboard the train along with five other passnegers. I looked around the train cart and took a seat, in between a young guy wearing, a beanie, sunglasses and the skinniest jeans I have ever seen, and a bummy looking man, who looked half asleep. I put my headphones in, and turned up the volume, and shuffled through my songs before settling on, "you need me and i dont need you," by Ed Sheeran. I was losing my feeling of empowerment and i needed a little pick me up and this was the perfect song. I closed my eyes and tapped my foot along to the rythym. About ten minutes into the train ride, I realized I haven't recognzied any of the stops. I opened my eyes, and began to look around. I had an easy decision to make, ask the young lad sitting next to me what train we were on, or the bum. It was a no- brainer. I gently tapped the youn man's bicep. It quickly tensed up. I wasnt sure if his eyes were open or not, because they were concealed by his dark sunglasses. I tapped him again, this time with a little more force. this time he responded by pushing his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose. He looked familiar, I think he was in one of my classes, I loosened up a little, but quickly tensed up again, because i was mesmerized by his twinkling green eyes. He looked a little annoyed, like he didnt want to be bothered. I was used to this from New York, in New York, if you even did so much as looked at someone, you were in for an earful.
He took his headphones out and said, "hi it's nice to meet you, i'm sorry but i'm not taking any pictures today."
I was a bit confused as to why he thought i wanted his picture, so i just said, " I - What no, i dont want a picture, i was just wondering if you knew what train we were on."
" oh yeah, were going to Cheshire."
Harrys POV
I felt a tap on my forearm, and assumed it was an accidental bump. I felt a tap again, this one with a little more force behind it. So i decided to open my eyes, and push my sunglasses down my nose. My eyes quickly widened, sitting to my right was the most beautiful girl i have ever seen. Her hazel eyes met mine, and after staring awkwardly into to eachother's eyes for ten seconds i decided to break the silence, i assumed she was a fan when her eyes widended when they met mine so i just said, " oh hi, it's nice to meet you, im sorry but im not taking any pictures today."I hope she didn;t realize how much my voice was quivering. Her beauty made me nervous. I felt intimadated, i've never felt like this before.
" oh what no i dont want a picture, i was just wondering what train we were on."
I was taken aback by her american accent. I've heard american accents numerous times, but her voice was just different... it was special. I didnt want her to think i was hanging onto every word that escaped her full- red lips. so i answered, "oh, yeah were going to Cheshire."
she began to panic, I didn't know what to do , so i just watched her panic for a good two minutes, before i decided it would be better to know exaclty why she was panicking, " whats wrong love?" i asked her
" well im not supposed to be on this train, im supposed to be on a train home, to London right now, I'm never going to get home. I have work tomorrow, they are going to fire me, even though im an intern, and they cant do this to me i've been working for over a year, i dedicate all of my free time there, and they can't just let me go like thi-" I cut her off while readjusting my sunglasses on my face i didnt want any other unwanted attention drawn to me.
" relax, everything will be alright, dont you have sick days?"
" yes! I do since i go to work everyday, i obvously have like 15, but this goes to show why they cant fire me."
i interupted her again before she continued her rant and said," okay, see love no need to panic, just take off a sick day or two."
she threw her arms around my neck and i was suprised by her boldness.
" yeah dont worry love, youll spend the night in Cheshire if you have to, i open my home to you, and i can take you to the train station tomrrow morning.
She quickly tensed up before remvoing her arms from around my neck, she cursed herself and said, " what am i doing? I dont know you, this is not me, I dont do this, i dont need you to take care of me i am an independent young woman, i dont need a MANS help"
" uh i- i'm sorry, i didnt mean to affend you, im sure your more than capable of taking care of yourself." i said while staring into her eyes, but i became distacted when i saw the conducter in the distance starting to collect people's tickets. I didnt want her to panic again, so i turned to her and simply said, " i'm guessing you dont have a ticket for this train then." but she didnt answer, i turned to her, waiting for her response, but her eyes were closed and her headphones were on full volume in her ears.
Why was she ignoring me? maybe she didnt want to carry on a conversation with a complete stranger, but i wasnt a complete stranger i was Harry Styles from One Direction, we were a global success, I didnt realize it before, but she had no idea who i was. i dont want to sound cocky, but we were known everywhere and i mean everywhere, even if you didnt like our music, we were still huge on twitter, facebook, i mean she has to have a social media account, or even walk down the street, our pictures in almost every single newstand. Even when you put on the telly or the radio, we were preforming and doing interviews,it was very hard to avoid us. Maybe she just had to see my hair to recognize me, that had to be it, my signature look was now hidden underneath my black benaie. I was so lost in my own thoughts, that i didnt realize she was sleeping,
and now the conducter was fast approaching us. I didnt want to wake her, if i did she would just be alarmed and panicking. i watched her sleep peacefully, i knew i would regret it if i woke her, so i didnt. I know she claimed she didnt need my help, but i knew i had to help her. The conducter was now standing infront of me
I handed the conducter my ticket, and said it belonged to the young lady next to me. He looked at me questionably and asked me were mine was. i pulled off my beanie and slide down my sunglasses, he instantly recognzied me, i'm guessing he had a young daughter,
" sorry mate, i must've lost my ticket while i was being chased by the fans, but i can pay for one now," i said while pulling out my wallet.
" oh no, it's fine, Mr. Styles, but would you mind signing this for my daughter her name's Cassie, " he said while extending a piece of paper and a pen in my direction.
I signed the paper, and handed it back to him with a smile, he took the paper and walked away, tucking it into his pocket. I put my beanie back on my head and sunglasses back on my face before turning my attention to the mysterious beauty who was now using my side as a pillow.
I listened to her breathing patterns, i felt the beating of her heart on my arm. She fell asleep on me and i swear i've never seen someone so beautiful in my life, she was a real life sleeping beauty. I know she claimed she didnt need my help, but i programmed my phone number into her phone anyways. I sent myself a text, so i can save her number and then carefully placed her phone back in her lap, after i deleted the conversation. I than pulled out my phone and saved her number, but i realized i didnt catch her name, so i didnt know what to program her under. I knew she wouldnt let me help her once we got off the train, i knew i would never see her again. I would just have her number to just text her and make sure she's safe, even though the possibiltiy of her answering was slight. I felt her shuffle around a little, before her eyelids popped open in confusion, sxposing her emrald green eyes.
Raquel's POV
My eyes flew open. I was there again with him, Charlie. He was tormenting me, following me into my dreams, well i guess i should call them nightmares now. The person next to me looked at me with genuine concern.
" oh by the way I'm Raquel, i figuired since we have about 30 minutes left of the train ride left and youv'e been kind to me, i should at least your name..."
"umm.." he sounded as if he had an internal conflict
did he not trust me ?
" Harry," he answered
"Harry...?" i asked him
" well to be fair, you didnt tell me your last name, so why should I share mine, for all i know you can be a crazy stalker or an ex con. " He said with a smirk on his face
"oh, really." I said trying to hide my face so he wouldn't see my now red blushing cheeks.
Harry's POV
She was trying to hide her face, but I knew she was blushing, I knew the affect of my cheekiness on girls. But there was something different about this girl. She wasn't just a pretty face, and for the very short amount of time that i knew Raquel, I can already tell she was very strong willed. I finally forgot about Olivia. Something about her was pulling me in, I was intrigued by her, I wanted to know more about herm
"Robinson," she said, interupting me from my own thoughts.
"Raquel Robinson? thats catchy"
"make fun of my name all you want, but you'll see you won't forget it."
" you don't have to worry, I doubt I''ll be forgetting about you anytime soon." Her cheeks were now bright red, I enjoyed watching her blush, I enjoyed the affect I had on her.
" so are you going to tel me your full name now?" she asked me, trying to sound annoyed
I can tell she was building up her wall again. I just looked at her she wiped her eyes, and flipped her hair over her shoulder. When she did this, I got a sniff of her hair, and i know this sounds creey but Woah, at that very moment, i needed to feel her lips against mine, I wanted her, no i needed her.
I could tell she was growing impatient with me. But I still had a choice to make. I liked the way she was treating me now. She was clueless about my celeberity status, if I tell her my name, there's a big chance she will recognize me. Once she knows I'm Harry Styles, yes the Harry Styles the so called womanizer of the
international pop boyband One Direction. But there's a chance that she will still be oblivous to who i really am. Let's say this does go somewere, our relationship will crumble to pieces if it started with a lie. Sooner or later she would find out who i am. So I just had to decide if I wanted her to know sooner or later. Suddenly my choice became clear,
"Styles, my full name is Harry Edward Styles."
Notes
this is a really long chapter sorry guys, but i wanted to jump into the story already and end with the filter chapters hopefully this is the last one before it gets really interesting!!hope you enjoy this chapter and once again if you have any requests just let me know your opnion is valued
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