-Harry POV-
Blue eyes.
The first thing that came to my mind when I woke up were the ocean blue eyes.
I was just walking on a busy street in LA yesterday, when I saw a group of teenage girls walking towards the way I come from. To my luck there was a side street a few feet away from me. So I quickly went into the small side street because I just didn't want to be recognized for a moment, I just wanted to walk around like normal people.
Don't get me wrong I love what I do, singing really is my favourite thing, I love it, and the fans are all lovely. Also, I'm very thankful for them because of them I can do what I love to do, without them, I wouldn't be where I was today.
But sometimes I just wanted to be Harry, not pop star or famous Harry. I want to do things other people do every day without any problems. I want to go to the store and buy some food without people coming to me and asking for a picture. I want to go out to dinner with friends without paps showing up.
So I quickly made my way to the side street. After a few minutes of waiting, I figured that they didn't saw me. I begin to walk further in the street, I didn't want to risk getting back to the busy street. While wandering around I saw a few small places, like a coffee shop, a small clothing store and even a small pizzeria.
One thing struck though, it was a small old store with light brown walls and a dark green door. Besides the door there was an old but big window where you could easily look inside.
The little lamps hanging from the ceiling, the old shelves that were just overflowing with books. And a little corner where you could sit and read.
It just had something authentic, something that sucked you in. Like a spell that just dragged me in. I don't know what it was, but I had to walk into that bookstore, there wasn't any other way.
So I just did that, I walked in. At that exact same moment there was someone walking out of the store.
And there he was, the boy with feathery brown hair, cheekbones, cute button nose and the beautiful ocean blue eyes. Those eyes, I couldn't stop thinking about those eyes since I ran into him yesterday. I don't think I've ever seen more beautiful eyes before.
I saw him staring at me and I kept hoping he didn't recognise me. I felt my cheeks heating up when he didn't say anything and kept looking at me, so I quickly looked down hoping he didn't see me blushing.
Maybe I will stop by sometime, not for the guy, no, for the place of course. I liked it, the little that I saw through the window. I'm curious to see it from the inside.
Okay maybe also because of the guy. I can't help it. I see stunning people all the time, it comes with my profession, like models or actors/actresses, but he was just something else. He was handsome, beautiful and cute at the same time.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard my phone ring. I looked around and saw that it was on my night stand. When I picked it up, I saw the call ID, it was my mum.
"Hey mum" I greeted her still with my morning voice. "Hello darling, did I wake you up?" She asked me. "No, I was already awake when you called."
"Alright, how are you?" She asks. "Good, I have the day of today, so that's nice. How's everything there?"
"Everything is fine here. Are you planning on coming any time soon?" I hear the hopeful tone in her voice. I've been really busy lately with writing my first solo album. It's finally finished. The first song is already out. I even heard it on the radio. I was surprised at first when I heard it on there, but I also felt proud of myself.
Yeah, it's not the first time a song of mine was on the radio, not even close, but that was with the band. This was my first solo song.
From the moment one direction was formed. We were always on tour, writing a new album or the both at the same time. We hadn't a lot of free time, it was hard being away from family and not seeing them much specially so young as we were. But it was also a lot of fun, three teenage guys in a band. That can't be anything but fun. When we went on a break, I took some time of to be with my family.
That time with the band was hard for my mum, her young son away from home. But she was happy, she knew that I was made for this life.
"Yeah actually, I finished the album, and it's coming out in a two weeks on May 12. So then I have to promote it here for a week. After that I wanted to come to you for a week, before I have to come back and rehearsal for tour starts." I reassure her that I plan on coming.
"Oh that's great, I can't wait to see you and hear the album. I know I said it before but your song 'sweet creature' is beautiful. I'm really proud of you Harry!" She sounds so enthusiastic and proud. I really miss her.
"I think you said it a hundred times already," I laughed "but thank you mum. And I can't wait either, I miss you guys."
"We miss you too. I'm sorry but I gotta go darling, Gemma's coming over for dinner." She says.
"Alright say hi from me, goodbye mum. Love you." I say to her. "I will, see you soon honey. Love you too." And with that she hangs up.
I see that it's ten o'clock. Now that I finally have the day of I'm going to make it a lazy day.
I walk out of bed, put some music on and make my way to the kitchen. There I begin to make some pancakes. I love cooking, most of the time I don't have the time, or I'm too tired, but when I have the day off I'll always cook.
When I'm done eating breakfast I sent a text to Niall and Liam to see if they're free today to hang out.
Ten minutes later I feel my phone buzzing. It's Niall. Sure but I'm not free till three. I quickly sent a text back to him. Alright, see you then! After that I sent a text to Liam. Hey Li, Ni comes over at three. So if you can, I'll see you then!
The rest of the morning and day consist of laying on the couch in sweatpants and watching Netflix.
I'm woken up at a knock on my door. I must have fallen asleep. I open the door and see Niall and Liam. "Hi guys." I say while opening the door wider. They both give me a greeting and hug before they step inside.
"So I figured some FIFA and a few beers. I was also planning on cooking some chicken masala later if that's okay with you?" I ask them while I grab tree beers. "I wouldn't ever refuse something you cook Haz." Niall says. I laugh "You would never refuse food Ni." I say while rolling my eyes. "You have a point Haz." He says and taking a sip of his beer. Liam is laughing at the exchange.
"That's fine, sounds delicious, Haz." Liam says. I smile at him. "How's the album coming then Li?" I ask him. "Good, busy with writing. I finished a few songs. How are you, nervous about the album debut?" I smile at him. "Yeah really nervous it's the first solo album. It's different from what we did in one direction and I don't know how they are gonna react." I say, actually I'm scared that the fans from one direction going to hate it because it's different from before and not what they expect.
"You'll be fine Harry, they're going to love it. They know it's not going to be the same as what we did in one direction. Did you see the reaction to your new song? I saw some on Twitter, and they seem to really like it." Liam says. Liam was always the one person to reassure you. He's always concerned about us. How we are doing, and he gives the best advice.
Niall is the one who always can make you happy. He's a bit like a funny brother. Always energetic and in a good mood. But you can also have a serious conversation with him. They both are family, they will always be my brothers. I love them.
"Yeah, the response is actually really great. I was a bit surprised to be honest." I say relieved.
"Of course the response is great, it's a great song Harold." Niall confirms. I smile at him. "So I was promised FIFA and food." At that both Liam en I laugh.
The rest of the evening consist out playing FIFA and laughing with each other, just like old times.
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