Yours Truly

Letter 7

Dear Styles,
You look really good in black. I saw you wearing a black button up shirt and black jeans. Your green eyes looked darker. I never noticed the silver bands on your fingers before today, they are truly beautiful. I also noticed a rose tattoo on your arm. That reminds me of the roses in my balcony. Why do you ink your skin? What does that rose mean? Does it hurt? Oh Styles why are you such a mystery?

You asked me if I'd like to go get coffee with you. I wasn't sure but I agreed. At lunch we went across the building to a small French café, you ordered hot chocolate, I asked why didn't get coffee, you said you hated it. I ordered hot chocolate, because it's my favorite. You were carrying your journal, I noticed it had 3 stars on it and some words which I couldn't make out. Your journal was worn out just like mine. What secrets do you hide in those pages, concealed from the world? You told me your name was Harry. I think it suits you. Harry Styles. It really suits you. You asked me why I was quiet, I told you I have nothing to say. But I know that's not true. In the words of John Green, my thoughts are stars I can't phantom into constellations. That's my favourite quote. It truly describes me. I don't really know what to say to you, yet if I spoke I can speak for eternity. I want to say everything I can but I'm scared to need you. Every time I need someone they leave. My mother left me forever, they're all gone, I'm going to leave too soon, I know that. But Harry if I can stay I'll be with you forever. If forever is a year.
I love you Harry Styles.

Yours truly,
Savannah