It was the last class of the day, and the clock couldn’t go any slower. I just wanted to go on my study date with Harry, and not be trapped in a room with Bethany sitting beside me. She kept throwing dagger-glares at me. Why was she so angry? Like, she’s pretty much siding with Rachel. Gross.
The bell rang and I yanked my bag onto my shoulder and bolted. I had to escape the clutches of a slight twinge of guilt I was feeling. Not for Rachel- but for Bethany. Since we’re each other’s only friends, we never really fight. After all these years, this was our first real fight. It’s awful; I don’t know how the popular people do this everyday. Their lives are like soap operas. Mine is like… an infomercial. As in no one likes them and when they come on, the channel is switched within like .2 seconds.
I speed-walked across the school and out the door to the lawn where all the people who walked home congregated. Finding Harry was no trouble at all. Just look for where a group of girls were circled around a tall curly haired boy.
He glanced around nervously, probably searching for an excuse to leave. I could see his eyes from all the way over here across the lawn. They set themselves on me and he slipped through a small opening in the group and walked to me.
“Hey Ency,” He grinned. I grinned right back, tucking a chunk of my hair behind my ear.
“Hello there,” I stated. He held his hand out to me. To hold. I hiked my backpack up on my shoulders and took his hand.
As we walked past that group of girls that previously held Harry captive, I got looks so dirty I felt the need to have a quick rinse. But, I liked it. It meant they were jealous of me. That’s a feeling I’ve never felt before. Feeling like people wanted to be me. It’s kinda nice, I must admit.
We walked off campus hand-in-hand, and started off down the street to Harry’s house.
“So, how do you like Cheshire so far?” I asked, shattering the silence that we walked in for so long.
“It’s very nice, quite an enjoyable area to spend two years at,” Harry told me.
“A few years? What do you mean?” I asked. Was he one of those people whose family moved around a whole bunch?
Harry laughed.
“College?” He told me. Stupid Ency, stupid. Duh. Of course college.
“Oh, right. Duh,” I chuckled embarrassedly.
“Wait, do you not want to go to college?” He stopped and looked over at me. I didn’t know what to say. I’d never really thought about college. All I’d ever wanted to do was be a singer, even though I never really let anyone hear me, ever.
“Well, I’ve never had the best grades, so any where I would go would be pretty crappy… Plus I have other things I’d want to do while I was still young and marketable,” I let the last part slip out on accident.
“Like what?”
“Nothing.” I blurted quickly. Why did I say that? Why?
“Ency…” Harry urged. I slapped my hands at my sides.
“Fine. I want to be a singer,” I told him. He grinned.
“Really? Let me hear a few bars!” He poked at my stomach. I looked down at the ground and shook my head.
“No, well, I’ve never really let anyone hear me. Not even… Bethany,” I spoke softly. Harry used his hands to carefully lift my chin up.
“If I’m being honest, Enc, I don’t think I’m just ‘anyone’ to you. Because you aren’t to me.” He told me.
Oh my God, Harry likes me. And he knows I like him.
A scarlet color raced to my cheeks.
“But…” I whispered. I wanted to please him, but I would be so nervous to sing in front of anyone. Even Harry.
Then he did something I never would have expected.
He sang. His beautiful, raspy voice gave me chills, causing butterflies to float in my stomach.
Settle down with me
Cover me up
Cuddle me in
Lie down with me
And hold me in your arms
And your heart’s against my chest
Your lips pressed to my neck
I’m falling for your eyes, but they don’t know me yet
And with a feeling I’ll forget, I’m in love now
His voice was really magnificent. It was so beautiful. I’m not exaggerating when I say it made my knees go weak. And not to mention the song, Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran. It’s one of my favorites. I joined in at the chorus, singing in perfect harmony.
Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
Falling in love
And he kissed me.
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Gah is it bad that im jealous of a fictional charecter? Cuz i sorta amm..... meh well i'm watching good luck charlie right now #guiltypleasure yall should watch it it's great k bye
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Dreamer (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)
FanficEncy Smith doesn't exactly have the ideal life. One friend, bad grades, a certain Rachel Rocktip out to ruin her life... all she has to hold on to are her dreams. Dreams of flying high, running at super sonic speeds, but above all, singing. However...
