Simone, a selfless young lady that lives in Wyoming. One day she finally got to choose herself and she did.
Harry, a young man who sings for a living, someone that most people admires and love. Someone who's sick of not being able to have a normal l...
I enter my home around eleven in the evening, I lost track of time again after making my second piece for today. As soon as I enter my house, I was greeted by Xevie, my australian shepherd, in short my fur baby, as he jumps around and barks at me for leaving him too long.
Now you might be wondering, why the hell would I leave Xevie alone at the house for so long. First, I'd let you know that he's smart and I've set up a timed feeder, so he knows what time he needs to eat and if he forgets, he will hear the sound of it going off anyways. Second of all, I never leave Xevie, I always bring him to work but only did I leave him yesterday and today because I thought the weather will be bad. Third, I didn't leave him alone! I'm not that heartless, I had my mom over for the weekend but she came yesterday, and tomorrow's Sunday, she goes back home to our house which is not that far from here.
Now I'm in my bed trying to sleep but somehow I couldn't. It's a little weird because I usually drop and doze off to sleep.
I stare at the ceiling, the room is dark, only the nightstand is on and it doesn't do much either. I lifted my hand and played with the silhouette of it making some butterfly, a dog or even a duck.
Then I remembered the video Pete was showing me earlier. It still bums me to know that Pete really did not tell me his name. I can only remember his outfit and face.
I mean, curiosity killed the cat so I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and started surfing the web.
It took me awhile to find out who he was until I searched, 'white lace jumpsuit man performing' and I quickly found his picture and then there the name underneath it says Harry.
Harry Styles.
Its odd because I've never heard his name before.
I scroll through many more photos, and I found one where he's wearing nothing but fishnets. My eyes widen at the sight of him. I didn't really expect him to be this kind of person, who's so freely exposing what he wants to be and that it gives a feeling of reassurance that its okay. He looks really good in those.
I then came around an up-close picture of him. I couldn't but realize the he has beautiful green eyes and even if he's face is straight, you could see the strong outline of jawline he has. I wonder if you touch it, would you get hurt?
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I chuckle at the dumb thought I had and shake my head. I scroll through more of his photos and came up across a photo of him, probably around five or six i'm not sure, but it surely made me laugh because he was wearing a bra thats bigger than his head.
I realized that its been thirty minutes of me stalking this person and smiling like an idiot which sent me blushing and turning my phone off. What the fuck is wrong with me.
How mad am I to show interest at someone who I haven't met or probably will never met.
I sigh putting my phone back at the nightstand and charge it. I pull the duvet over my neck, just below my jawline and force myself to sleep. A few minutes later, I finally feel myself drifting off to sleep.
