Dear Harry (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Ch.2

Dear Harry,

Six months ago, you told me the news. You sat me down and looked at me with an unusual gloominess look to your normally chipper green eyes. You explained everything to me while clasping onto my hand, as if you were afraid I was going to make a run for it right then and there. You watched as tears poured out of my eyes, not being able to stop despite my efforts. You comforted me, telling me everything was going to be alright. 

I tried to forget about it, tried to forget the upcoming plans you had made. I wanted to completely erase it from not only my mind, but also yours. I wished that it was just a big joke, that you would never do something like that. I hoped that our time together would go by as slow as possible. Although I hid it from the outside, there was always a lingering thought in my head, constantly reminding me, constantly causing me grief. 

Weeks went by, and soon enough, our time was almost up. Today, you informed me that the dreaded day was only twenty four hours down the road. We cried together in silence, both suffering, yet doing nothing about it. You held me for hours as I tried to pull myself together for you. We hadn't exchanged more than a few words, but we didn't need to. The assurance of knowing that we were in each other's presence was enough, just like it always had been. 

You watched me carefully as you brushed a few strands of damp hair out of my face. You kissed my tear-stained face, the warmth of your lips drying the stale tears. Then, you handed me this journal.

"Write down everything," you instructed me, "so when I get back, I can read this and know everything that happened while I was gone."

And then it finally struck me, like two cars colliding. You were leaving for an entire year. I realized that for the first time ever, we were going to be apart.

It took me a while to process just how long a year was.

Twelve months.

Fifty-two weeks.

Three hundred sixty-five days.

Eight thousand seven hundred sixty hours.

Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes.

Thirty-one million five hundred thirty-six thousand seconds. 

My eyes looked up at you, trying to remember every last detail. I remembered your loose, golden brown curls, your tan, smooth skin, your eccentric green eyes, your perfectly sculpted nose, and your plump red lips. I remembered your lean, five-foot ten build, your long, slender fingers, and your abnormally large feet. I remembered your quirky humor that always made me laugh, the subtle glances we always shot at one another, and the way you would always refer to me as 'Ella Wella' no matter where we were. 

There were so many things to remember about your uniquely magnificent character, that I was afraid I'd forget them all. I was determined not to let all of my wonderful memories vanish, I wouldn't let them. I have decided that I am going to use this journal to tell the story of how Harry and Ella came to be, from the beginning to the end. It will take some time, I'm sure, but unfortunately, I have a lot of it. An entire year's worth. 

When you get back, I will give you this, so you not only know how I coped without you, but also so you can remember our story.

I would love to write more, but this is our last night together, so I want to be with you as much as possible.

With so much love,

Ella Wella

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**SO this is the first real chapter! As you can see, the majority of the story will be in this sort of diary format. I promise that in the next few chapters, the real story will begin, and you will get a sense of how they met and what is actaully happening, and the chapters will be longer.

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Read my FINISHED fanfics, "The Step-Brother" "The Teacher" and "The Boy That Saved My Life"

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