Mad {H.S} 1

Entry 2- Her notebook

March 8, 2015

Sky always goes to this small coffee shop to order tea. I know the approximate time she leaves, so I try to coordinate. 

I usually order a black coffee. I sat down a couple tables away, watching her as she pulled out a notebook. 

It's funny how I'm writing in my notebook about how she's going to write something is hers. Would she write about me? Does she write at all? I always wanted to see what was in that book. I've seen it with her so often, and she seemed so protective and focused on it.

We must be the same.

She sipped her tea, then started writing. Should I finally work up the nerve talk to her? No, I couldn't.

"Excuse me sir..?"

I looked up from my notebook, broken from my thoughts, and quickly shut it as I realized who it was.

Sky spoke to me. 

I took in the view for a good 30 seconds. Her locks waved over her shoulders, her eyebrows furrowed with concern and her lips pressed together.

"Sir, you've dropped this on the way in." 

I look down at my table and see my phone. And I snatched it back.

What was she doing with my phone? 

Did she see the pictures? 

The main screen? 

My password?

"I-I didn't look through if that's what you're worried about sir. Terribly sorry."

She turned around and rushed back to her seat. She looked embarrassed and flustered. 

How cute.. why couldn't I say anything? 

She has got me speechless. 

March 8, 2015 continued -

Sky came to talk to me and it was one of the best moments of my life. I feel like smiling. Sky always makes me smile no matter what. She still looks very flustered. I wish I wasn't so rude. I couldn't speak she was so beautiful up close I'm just not good with trusting but Sky would never go through my phone she would never. 

Never betray me like that. 

I can't let this chance go. This is the first time I can stop fantasizing and actually make an impression. 

I shut my book and walked to her table with my drink. My hands went cold shaky and I felt sweat. My heart felt as if it was going to burst. I pulled a chair and sat in front of her.

Her eyes went wide and her lips parted from the anxious press she had them in before. 

"I'm sorry for coming off as rude." I managed say, looking down at my coffee. 

"It's fine Sir. I understand." She hesitantly smiled.

To be loved means to be understood.

And I smiled back. This is going so well. I was close enough to take her in. Her scent and every perfect detail. 

"You come here a lot like I do."

"I do. I think I've seen you around a couple of times Sir."

She's noticed me?

"Yeah me too Sky," I say absently, not realizing she's never told me her name.

"Okay," she softly giggled, glanced at my cup then said, "Harry."

She thought I had just read what the barista scribbled on her paper cup. Also, she just spoke of my name. Is this real?

"Do you write?" I glanced at her notebook.

"Sometimes. I like to draw a lot too." She opened her notebook and flipped pages till she got to her favorite art piece.

Or so I presume. It was a girl, almost looked like her. Few alternates. Sky was obviously more beautiful.

"That's amazing."

"And you. Harry?" She motioned to my notebook.

"I write about my day. I like to keep track of my thoughts and memory."

Suddenly, a chime rang off. Her phone. She seemed disturbed and chose to ignore it. She sipped her tea, and leaned back.

"Well how was your day so far then, Harry?"

"Quite nice." I answered honestly.

"That's good."

"And yours?"

"Fine." She smiled.

She'd left after another alarming call from her parents.

 I left shortly after, I needed to linger in the moment a bit longer. My mind made a ghost of what was sitting in front of me just to feel light and warm again. I felt so proud of myself that I talked to her. 

I'm not a creep. I don't follow her everywhere. I don't follow her to school. I hate school. Though I've watched her walk home. That notebook tucked to her chest each day. 

Certainly, I'm not a stranger anymore. 

March 8, 2015 continued -

Hi Skylar Turner

I'm Harry Styles, and I'm in love with you. 

A/N: Do you like this new and more dramatic writing style compared to my first edition? Comment and please gimme feedback! By all means give your reaction to the story too @_@

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