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After some help getting all the crap into my car I thanked everyone and zoomed off on to the street. I couldn't wait to get home eat and crawl into bed, I just felt tried and I'm ready to crash. I turned to radio up to get away and have my mind on something else. I was enjoying it, the music thumping and I would dance right then and now. I shock my fingers into my hair smiled and took a breath in.
Suddenly out if no where everyone was slowing down and that killed my mood I just wanted to get home and get the day over with. I was finally my turn to move and I got to see what all this was about. And when I did I couldn't believe it was so pissed I think I almost ran into another car. Once again how dare he, this is not the way I want things to go. Yes its all vey cute a corny but I cant handle it not after everything we have been through. And there you go a big banner and look in to the mirror and feel my lips. How was it possible for someone to draw that perfectly and with such beauty it was hard to understand. Harry did an amazing job and wow but it still doesn't make things right, and I don't know what will. I look out if my car and everyone starts staring I blush and drive away leaving the banner in the distance smiling at it. Do I really have a smile like that?
I was soon on my street I already knew something was going to be waiting for me at my house and I was getting prepared for whatever is going to happen. I pulled up into my drive way and nothing Harry had left me alone. And t be honest I didn't like it I was secretly enjoying it and hating it at the same time, I have officially gone crazy. I walked up the steps opened the door walked in took a breath and felt at home.
I did my routine ate, showed and I was going to crash. I sat on my bed reading my email when I looked over and my night stand watching Harry's letter for a while. I decided to close my laptop and get myself situated. I stare at the letters in my hand for a while, not being sure if I had the guts to open them. These contain Harry's feelings and everything he thinks about me, about us. I wasn't sure if there was even an us. I had to open them and see what he thought of me, if he truly loved me. Words are more powerful than actions right?
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