Hallucinations | harrystyles

chapter five

Isabel

Bell ring. A customer.

"Hello, sir. Welcome to Andy Cafe." I greeted to him.

"Uh,Hi. Umm.. can I have a Mocha frap with extra whipped cream and a bagel." He said.

He had some hazel brown curls. In a white t-shirt and a skinny jeans with a pair of a black boots. And those, mesmerizing, green orbs staring to your soul.

"That's all sir? That will be £10." I said.

"Here." He handed to me.

"Thank you. Name please?" I ask.

"Harry." He simply said and walk away looking for a table.

Rude.

"He's hot." My bestfriend, Cleo said.

"What if He's hot?" I ask. Cleaning the counter.

"Then, you just hit the jackpot,Bel. Those big,long thing going to be inside--"

"Save it,Cleo. I don't wanna hear more smut from you." I stammered. Rolling at my eyes to her.

"Okay,geez." She grunt.

"Here's the Hot guy order,Bel." Logan said.

"Oh! You scared me." I said putting my hand at y chest.

Harry

While I was driving, I came across some cafe and go inside and order some coffee.

But this girl, she's something.

"Harry?" I quickly snapped and look who's calling me.

I got up and walk towards the counter.

"Here's your order,sir." She simply said. Smiling from ear to ear.

She's beautiful.

"Thanks." Before I turn around, I search for her name.

Isabel. What a lovely name.

I turn around but I was glued to my place.

Niall is sitting at my seat. Strangling Louis.

"No!" I yelled.

Slowly, they disappeared. I look around and everyone looking at me. Some laugh at my outburst.

I just walk to my table.

"Freak." Someone whispered.

Kill .. Kill .. Kill ..

I set down my tray. Angrily. and search for the person who say it.

A group of teenagers near at my table.

It's the blue-haired guy, who said it,Harry. He needs to be punish.

I look myself at my reflection on the windows. There's an aura that's color black.

"What's your fucking problem,freak?!" The blue-haired guy spit.

"Your the problem." I simply said.

Next thing I know, people are panicing.
Punches everywhere. I know for now, I'm losing myself.

"Harry..." A calm voice say.

I look around and saw Isabel. Wrapping her arms to my biceps.

"Harry.. stop." She whispered. She look at me with a pleading eyes. Those hazel brown eyes.

She somewhat makes me relax.
Calming me.

Isabel

I don't know what had come to me but something pushing me to help Harry.

"Oh fuck it." I whisper to myself.

"Harry.." I said.

Wrapping my small arms to his biceps.
He somewhat, relax in my touch.

"Harry.. stop." I calmly whisper to him.

He finally calm. Slow heavy breathes can be heard.

Louis

I'm watching Harold fight those dumbass cause they call him a "Freak".

I was on the verge on calming him but some girl, stop him before I do.

I'm somewhat mad at Harry because He relax to her touch. That's supposed to be my touch.

I'll show her things, not to love my Harold.
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AN

Okay.
Larry Stylinson everyone! A fricking
LARRY STYLINSON. Hahaha, Louis is jealous. Woah. Also, long chapter yey! Not like the first one. xD Lol.

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