Chapter 6

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Stella's P.O.V. 

Did he really just save me, i knew he would come after me. All those doubts in my mind had finally cleared. "I'm sorry" i murmured quietly, we sat there for a brief moment until we both helped each other up. He still looked extremely overwhelmed. "I mean... thank you," i replied jumping into his arms and hugging him tight. At first he didn't react but after a couple seconds he sunk into a deep hug with me, his arms around my waist strongly. I had my hands on his massive shoulder blades, and i slowly moved them across to his neck where i could feel his rapid heartbeat through his skin. He held me to his chest and rubbed my head gently. I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment but i was soon interrupted by the sound of flickers, camera lenses. I was caught off guard as i turned to see dozens of paparazzi trailing towards us and a few girls running down the road. I looked over at Harry who had the same expression on his face, a mixture of shock, frustration and panic. He grabbed my hands and we began to run. 

We ran for what felt like miles with the sound of screams behind us and the clicking constantly of lenses, though the noise was slowly becoming more distant. "Here," Harry smiled, as we stepped off the street and into a dark alley, it was a dark looking place but Harry made me feel safe, I began to here the noises again. "Harry," I panicked, "SHHH" he held his finger to his lips, dragging me to behind a bin. We crouched down, me half on top of him. I giggled at the sound of the mob running straight past the alley way, Harry began to snigger too and soon we were full on cry laughing, for no reason at all. Neither of us knew why but it felt nice to just feel happy for once.  "I really like you Harry" I said out of nowhere, "I really like you too, Stella," He replied with a cheerful smile as we regained our breathing. 

We sat for about an hour just talking about random stuff, even though what we had both just gone through was so intense. After a moment of silence, "D'you wanna maybe come back to my place for a bit, we could play some scrabble or something," I shrugged, holding my arm out to help him up but he just sat there looking at me, "What" I frowned, " I just, i just umm.. nothing nothing don't even worry" He replied, shaking off his thoughts, whatever they were. "Harry, you know you can tell me, like whatever it is,", he smiled weakly, "I was just looking at how stunningly beautiful you are and how positive and vibey you are, i just i um just really like you that's all," I kept facing forward, smiling to myself, as we walked. I could not hide how happy that made me, even if i didn't believe him. "Why you smiling Stella," he said giggling, "Was it all my flirting back there" he laughed again, i punched his shoulder weakly, trying to hide my expression. "Stawwp it" I weeped, as he picked my heavy body up and chucked it over his shoulder. "Harry," I screamed, giggling, punching his back. "What is it Stella?" He replied, "Did you um want me to put you down," He laughed, "Harry, put me down you idiot" 

"Okay okay i will then,"He tossed me back over his shoulder before slowly placing me on the floor, gently. "You alright love," He said sympathetically, "You are such and idiot Harry," I said chuckling whilst slapping him on the bum.  He dodged my arm as we started a full on game of slaps, chasing each other as we walked back to my house, which was not far from where we were now. "What was that word you used earlier," I asked Harry seriously, "Vibe, vibbest, vi..." 

"Vibey" Harry replied, now staring at the ground intently, i looked at him, "It means like lively or vibrant, your really colourful and happy and i just love it" he paused, "I thought it was a great way to describe you," he sighed, "I loved," I replied, "Vibey" i stopped, "You could use that in a game of scrabble sometime," I laughed as he joined in. "This one" I said looking up to the dodgy apartment block where i lived, i didn't have much money, my parents and i didn't have a great relationship, they gave me a car because basically so that they wouldn't have to worry about speaking to me for a couple years. I felt kind of ashamed of adress when Harry and i got there. It looked horrendous and he probably had multiple luxury homes. "It's pretty average but it will do i guess," i laughed nervously, "I love it," he replied blankly. 

We walked into my one bedroom apartment, which frankly was just one room and a toilet that i still struggled to pay rent for. He didn't seem to fazed but soon the questions began. "So you live alone," 

"Yep, i know its sm.."he interrupted,

"It's small, i know but its nice i guess," he stared around to room, "Stella, tell me your not struggling with money or anything," He questioned briefly, "Remember you can talk to me," 

"What do you think Harry, i work at Starbucks, i can barely afford nice clothed and i live in this shit whole," I states, he looked surprised, "How about some tea?"

Harry's P.O.V. 

This place was small, like smaller than small. It was like a kitchen, bedroom and living room all in one room, i didn't think this was what her home looked like. One day i would buy her a nice big house with as many bedrooms as she liked, right on the ocean, we would live together and we would be able to play slaps up and down the huge spiral staircase all day, everyday, together in happiness. It surprised me how happy she was, you could not tell at all that she was having money troubles from meeting her. "How about some tea?" She asked, i simply nodded, still gazing in a circle at her house. She walked over to the bathroom to go freshen up, it had been a big day, i kept looking around the room at all her belongings but one thing caught my eye. It was a small brown book with small, neat writing on the cover. It said, 'Dreams, goals and things i want to achieve before i die" I was so intrigued by it and as i opened it i realised what it was. It was like a journal but for all the things she wanted to do, achieve, go to or try before she died, which thought was awesome. One day i wanted to make all the things in this book come true, i made a vow to myself that i would. Some of the things in the book were- 

- Mend my relationship with my parents

- Build me big dream house (With a sketch of it) 

-  Be bought a bunch of roses

- Achieve something big

- Get lost

- Find Myself

- Be Happy

- Go surfing 

- Go stargazing

- Find a guy who cares enough to buy me the world 

- Witnesses the northern lights

-  Climb a mountain 

- Learn a phrase in another language

-  Be the body i want to be 

- Run a marathon

- Surprise someone i love 

- Sing to an audience 

- Live the Life i Want to Live

- Start a Family and be the best mother in the world.

and so many more. "So what type of tea did you want?" She asked, me shoving the book back on the shelf where it came from quickly, hoping she wouldn't notice. "Peppermint Tea, if you have it" I replied, trailing behind her. "Oh my gosh, of course i do, thats my favourite." She kept walking and i was following tight behind her, when she turned quickly around, obviously not realising i was there, bumping straight into me and landed on the floor. We both giggled and laughed, rolling around on the floor helplessly, phewf she hadn't noticed. 

Author's Note 

I have been struggling for the last month to come up with ideas for this book, i guess you could call it writer's block but i don't consider myself a writer yet. But finally i have had an idea and i have planned out this whole book. Lately i have been thinking about deleting both my stories though. I just feel like they aren't that great and no one reads them anyway, so basically in writing this i am just talking to myself, but i will probably leave 'That New Guy' and 'Stella' up for another month or so and then delete them. Anyway hope you enjoy this chapter. 

Whilst writing this i was listening to-

One of Those Nights By Shawn Mendes, and i thought it kind of suited the vibes of this chapter but you don't need to listen to me, i just thought it matched okay. OHHH and the pic, i just love, pout on fleek, and i guess it has something to do with this chapter i guess. 

For all my random reader guys and girls,

stay vibey 

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