Heartbreak Weather -N.H

the great gatsby

Chapter 12

January 15, 2019

Skylar's POV:

Within the past five days I've been going with Harry wherever he needs to go. He's been writing some music and I usually always tag along. I enjoy watching his mind work when he creates songs. He goes to another place. Sometimes things flow and sometimes he struggles. His next album is going to be big I can feel it. Just the energy and vibe from him is amazing. I chose to stay home today. Harry was sad but didn't push which I'm thankful for. I've been feeling okay lately, nothing too bad. I would be lying if I said I wasn't thinking of Niall. I actually enjoyed spending time with him. I wouldn't say that to him though. Don't wanna boost his ego. I haven't heard from him since the beach. I'm assuming he's been too busy to annoy me.

I walk around my room thinking to myself stopping in front of my bookshelf. I run my finger along the spines and stop at a certain one. The Great Gatsby. A book for some reason I love to read. This book makes my head spin. So much happens. Love, cheating, death. The details, don't get me started. Harry and I can sit and talk about this book for hours. The movie doesn't live up to it.

I lay down on my bed and open up the book. I smile to myself as I start reading. I transport into the world I'm reading about. Reading is an escape for me. I've always loved reading. I love how people can write and create places for you to dive into. When I read I can see it in my head. As if I'm watching a movie.

"What ya reading?" I hear a voice say making me jump. My book flies up into the air and I place my hand onto my chest. I stare into the doorway and give him a glare.

"What the hell Niall! How did you even get in?" I start rambling while my heart pounds in my chest. My shoulders are rising up and down as he just scared the shit out of me.

"You called me Niall." He says placing his hand on his chest. I make a gag noise and roll my eyes.

"Don't push it Horan. You didn't answer my question." I say crossing my arms over my chest with a look full of sass. I hear him laugh as he walks into my room and I roll my eyes again. Something I tend to do a lot around him.

"Door was unlocked." He shrugs bending down picking up the book I flung into the air.

"So you just walk in?" I say pissed at the fact he scared me and I'm embarrassed.

"Well yeah. I know who lives here. It's not a crime." He says flipping through the pages.

"It's a crime to me considering I thought I was gonna die." I say walking towards him grabbing the book from his hands. He smirks at me and I shake my head sitting back down on my bed.

"Again, you're so dramatic." He rolls his eyes and I'm shocked. He just rolled his eyes at me. That's my thing. I do that to him he can't do it back.

"The book. What is it?" He points towards the book after I ignored his last comment.

"The Great Gatsby?" I question wondering if he's being serious right now. He shrugs at me and shakes his head. Oh my god, this man.

"You know, the classic novel by F. Scott Fitzgerald." I say rolling my hands towards him trying to see if he understands. Niall looks at me with the recognition in his eyes before dumb shit came out of his mouth.

"Ohhhh, the guy they mention in Ted the movie." He says with an accomplished smile on his face. I slap my forehead and wonder how this man even gets up and puts an outfit together each day.

"You're one of a kind Horan, one of a kind." I say chuckling as I look back down towards my book.

"Don't make fun of me." He crosses his arms over his chest pouting, and he says I'm dramatic.. please.