THE TALK
It has been
three days since
the date with
Harry, and I
need to tell
him I liked
it and I
need to tell
him everything that
I haven't told
anyone else before.
We met up
at a frozen
yogurt shop just
a few blocks
away from our
neighborhood. I told
him that I
liked the date
and he just
smiled. The same
smile that I
saw the first
time I met
him. "You're beautiful,"
he told me.
"I wish," I
whispered to myself.
He heard me.
"You really are.
I wish you
knew, Sophia James."
I don't think
I was suppose
to hear him.
After our talk
he took me
home and he
kissed me again.
When he left
I couldn't help
but feel empty
on the inside.
And then I
remembered I didn't
tell him any
of my secrets
I wanted to
share with him.
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different | h.s
Short Story"Why do you even like me?" I whispered barely audible. "Because you're different, and I like different," He answered. Different | Harry Styles © 2015 | all rights reserved. @njhvibes
