Fix you | Harry Styles

Chapter 2

I know I shouldn't … but this is my opportunity! I look straight into his bedroom. There he is. Sitting on his bed, texting and watching TV. But I can't see his head! But apart from this … it's a really nice bedroom!

Whatever. I'm looking around the room as suddenly he stands up and turns around to face the window. I quickly hide behind the curtain. Oh gosh. Did he see me? I hope not.

I realize that I still didn't really look at him... I dare one more look. He's still standing there, staring at me. Gosh, this is so awkward.

To my surprise, he's not the man I expected him to be! He's really young, maybe 19 or 20. He's got brown hair and is quite tall. At least taller than me, but I'm only 5'4.

I slowly close the curtain and turn off the light. This was the most awkward situation ever...

-same day | about 20 minutes later-

''CAUSE YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I'VE BEEN LOCKED OUT OF HEAVEN FOR TOO LOOOONG'' the TV blasts, I'm singing along and jumping around the room.

''CAN I JUST STAY HERE SPEND THE REST OF MY DAYS HEEEERE'' And suddenly I hear the door ring. I turn the TV off and sprint to the door. I don't have a door spy... unusual but true. So, I carefully open the door and oh, look! It's … uhm, well, I don't know her, to be honest. I actually expected the window-guy but, nope. It's a woman. She has brown hair, not curly but wavy, green eyes. She's around 5'8 and really skinny. I'd say she's 18, maybe 19 years old. She's wearing black Leggings and a Hollister sweater and looks very natural without any make-up on. But her face seems so familiar!

''Hi, I'm Eleanor'' She says with a friendly smile on her gorgeous face.

Oh right! It's Eleanor Calder, the model girlfriend! The lucky girl that gets to live my fashion-dream.

She puts out her hand and I shake it with pleasure.

''Me and my boyfriend are your new neighbours and I thought it's time to finnally say hello'' she looks so nice and friendly, I already like her!

''Nice to meet you, I'm Ava'' So if Eleanor is my new neighbour, and she lives here with her boyfriend, and her boyfriend is Louis Tomlinson, then my neighbour is Louis Tomlinson..............

''You're welcome to come in!'' I say ''It's really cold tonight and I think it's going to rain in a few minutes

''Thank you so much'' I lead her to the living-room and offer her a drink, but she politely refuses.

''Do you live alone?''

''Uhm, basically ...yeah'' I declare.

She looks around and surveys every piece of the room. But not in that unpleasant, rude way. More curious and interested.

''I like the design of this room, it's so soothing and comfortable'' she says and gives me a slight smile

''I've done my best, if the room was bigger I could've done even more''

''Are you studying arts or fashion or maybe something like that?'' she asks carefully

''Uhm, actually I work for Company magazine'' That's only half the story. Let's keep it that way.

''Oh that's awesome! So you're a journalist?''

''Yeah kinda... hey I saw you on our website just yesterday! I was just looking at some photos and then your face popped up on my screen and I was like 'Oh look it's Eleanor Calder' and now you're sitting on my sofa and yeah isn't hat funny'' Ugh. Awkward. Now she's probably thinking I'm a total derp.

''Oh you're so funny!'' She laughs ''And it's really cute that you recognized me''

''I'm not doing it intentionally, to be honest. I'm just really, really awkward sometimes and people think I'm joking...''