So, this is my story of how I found my one true love, Harry Styles. Now this story has some ups and downs. It's not perfect, but its just enough for me....
It was a hot , dry, and sunny day in London. It was Tuesday July 20. I was on my way to the store to get some groceries. I was so exhausted. I had been taking care of my little sister, Rebbeccah. She was 6 years old and quite a handful. She was always full of energy.
"Ding" the doorbell always made that sound when a customer came in. "Hello Paisley," said mrs. Stevens. Mrs. Stevens was the store owner of 13 years. " Hello mrs. Stevens," I said as I made my way to the fruit aisle.
Bam! "Oh my gosh I am so sorry, I wasn't paying any attention," said a deep voiced man as he held out his hand. "Oh it's fine I should've been ..... watching where I was going," I had just come to the realization that Harry Styles ran into me...
I grab his hand as gently as I could and I automatically feel sparks. Hi my name is Harry. I know, I mean nice to meet you, my name is Paisley Beckkons. Nice to meet you Paisley Beckkons, So what did you come here to get? I couldn't believe Harry Styles was actually making conversation with me. Oh some bread, apples, juice, etc. "Oh that's cool," he said as he helped me pick up my groceries I dropped.
So how old are you Paisley Beckkons? "I'm 18," I said, " what about you?" Im 19. Paisley may I say that you have the prettiest eyes I've ever seen. Really, thanks so much, you have the prettiest hair I've ever seen. He started laughing, "thanks," he said as he tried to stop laughing. You're welcome, so what are you up to, I said hoping that this conversation would last forever. I'm getting ready for the concert I'm having, speaking of concerts, would you like some free tickets? Are you sure Harry? I am absolutely positive Paisley. Well thank you so much Harry! Harry handed me V.I.P tickets. Are you sure you want to give me V.I.P tickets, I asked just to reassure everything. Yes Paisley, if I wasn't sure I wouldn't have even said anything. Okay, just asking.
Well nice talking to you Paisley Beckkons. Nice talking to you, Harry Styles. As he almost walked out the door I yell " wait!" What is it? As I wrote my number on his palm so many things were going through my mind. "Thanks I'll call you sometime," he said as he gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked away.
Did this really just happen?
