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Two weeks ago was the concert and I felt them as months. The only thing I wanted to see, and I still do, was your smile.

I remember that when I sent you the first message I was nervous, I had no idea of what you would think about me.

Perhaps you would say that I was crazy, and you would never date me.

I remember perfectly that I was going through all the little flat that I used to share with Shaun, my best friend in those times, he looked at me like if I were crazy, because I had never done that with anyone.

Anyone, just you.

"Why so nervous boy, you didn't passed the exam? Oh no Johanna is pregnant again! How she could again?!"
He started so jump of happiness while I said no to all of his questions.
"You ended with Cloé?! Thanks you realized Tommo! Thanks! She is such a bitch."
I also said a big no while he just rolled his eyes and continued at whatever he was doing.

Maybe we weren't the couple we were, but I thought that I liked her a lot.

My phone vibrate and I was hopping that I was your answer, but no it was a message of her saying that I shouldn't forget our date that night. I had no idea but I felt sick, I didn't knew when or how but I was starting to feel something for you.

The whole day I was near my phone, hopping for you answer soon. I thought that I was being stupid for sending that message.

That night i received your answer: "sure :) I'll see you there on Monday at 3. -Harry."

The day that I was waiting impatiently came, I was there on time. I was wearing that black tshirt, the one that so many memories brings to us. I still have it. I had no idea why but I wanted to be with you.

You, you are a piece of art.

I don't know why life gave me a person like you, i must say i'm thankful about it.

You were wearing that blue tshirt, those skinny jeans that made you look so good and some white converse. You played nervously with your hair. I runned to where you wre, you smiled and hugged me.

"Oops" you said regreting about your act.

"Hi" I laughed

"I thought you weren't comming, i was scared you lied to me"

"Sorry I'm late. To be honest I was also nervous." I must confess I was regretting about the date.

"Oh no no no. Don't you worry Lou. I have the bad habit of being always come earlier to anything" As soon as you realized that you called me Lou you opened wide your eyes, you moved like regretting about it. I just laughed, while you only giggle.

"You can call me like that if you want Hazza.."

Let's be honest, I hate when people call me Lou.

But when you called me like that, it sounds so good in your lips.

We took seat and started chatting.

I really don't remember what we first talked about, but I remember this part.

"Soooooo, Louis tell me a little bit more about yourself."

"Um okay, I'll try. My name is Louis William Tomlinson, I'm 18 years old, I'm studying literature. I live with my friend Shaun and I have 5 younger sisters and 1 younger brother they live with my parents so yea. Your turn Hazz."

"My name is Harry Edward Styles. I'm 17, I live with my friend Ed, the ginger one. I have an older sister and I want to be a singer."

All I knew was that if you could ever be a singer, I wouldn't miss any concert.

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