Trouvaille

05

Harry Styles

We walked out of the side doors of the Arena and made our way onto the street, she immediately turned left and started walking but I stopped.

"Hey what are you doing?" I said pointing to the black SUV parked in front of me. 

"Um walking, it's nice out."

"You're serious?" 

"Yeah, you coming?"

She started walking again, I was in disbelief, I jogged a bit to catch up to her. When I got to her she had her phone out texting someone, I tried to look and see who it was without looking like a snoop but that failed. I did find out who she was messaging though, Liam. 

"so..." she began but I unintentionally cut her off.

"You have Liam's number?" I said in seriousness, he doesn't usually just give it out to every other girl. 

"Um, yeah, anyway he said that we need to go to..." I cut her off again but this time on purpose, I was kinda set off by the fact that she had Liam's number but I don't know why. "Yeah, I know where we are going."

She looked at me in disbelief, "really?"

"Yeah"

I put my hands in my pockets and ran across the street, I could hear her shuffling behind me. As she came back up next to me she put her phone back in her pocket and kept her eyes on the ground.

"So..." I said and waited for her to react, she looked up at me almost looking nervous. I did wonder why she was so chill after meeting me and the boys. "Who gave you the pass?" She immediately responded, almost excited that I had asked her a question. 

"There was this girl I met, her name was Sara and she gave it to me! I was so happy when she gave it to me and I don't know why she did but I loved her for it. And I came back and hung out with Liam, Louis, Niall, and Zayn and it wasn't weird like I thought it was going to be, I was comfortable..."

She just kept going on and on about what happened while I wasn't there, them talking, her getting excited. She looked really beautiful right now.

What the heck

I really wanted to slap myself across the face right now, why was I thinking like this I've literally just met this girl. 

She finished saying what happened and I wanted to keep the conversation going to keep my mind from thinking about her.

"So, what's your name?" I blurted out.

Dammit Harry

She started laughing...

Even her laugh was pretty.

"Niall told you my name..." she laughed out, "did you forget it already?" She stopped laughing but had a big grin on her face.

"No, I mean full name." She scoffed.

"What, do you plan on stalking me later Mr. Styles?" I panicked, my face went red and I started to choke on my words.

"I- uh no...um," she stopped walking and turned to me and chuckled a bit.

"Look, it's ok, it's Jessica Paige, but I go by Jess," she said and then started to walk away.

She then spun around and started walking backward, "and Harry! If you want my number...just ask." She smiled so wide this time I thought I might faint, she ran away laughing leaving me in disbelief. I just stood there relishing in her words that were giving me butterflies, and looking down at my shoes and chuckled to myself. But another pair of shoes met mine, a pair of dirty black converse. I looked up and there stood Jess again.