Finding Annabelle //styles

1: The Next Morning

*Harry’s POV*

I rolled over in bed with a groan leaving my mouth. My head was pounding, which meant that I had a wonderful time last night. When I went to rub my eyes, my hand skimmed over a piece of paper that was stuck to my cheek. I peeled the paper from my face and looked down at it. The handwriting on it was unrecognizable, curly and neat. My eyes finally adjusted to the harsh sunlight shining through the windows and I began to read the note.

Harry,

Hi, so um I really don’t know what to say but I’m sorry for leaving without saying goodbye. I thought I would leave you a note. Well last night was great and everything, but waking up this morning was awkward. We’ll probably never see each other ever again, so I wanted to say that it was an honor to meet you. Good luck on the rest of tour. Stay handsome!

With love, Annabelle xoxo

Thoughts of the beautiful brunette ran through my head. I couldn’t stop thinking of how her long hair flowed down to the middle of her back, and how her ice blue eyes kept staring into my green ones at the club last night.

 Last night’s events played through my mind. The boys and I got to the club around ten last night and we went straight to the bar. It was around one in the morning when I figured that I was pissed drunk and then she came into view. She as in Annabelle. The way that she danced automatically made my drunken mind that she was going to be mine last night. I remember going up to her and grabbing her, not even asking her to dance. It seemed like she didn’t mind because she started to grind her back to my front. I forcefully turned her around to face me and that’s when her blues met my greens. They were captivating. I stared at her plump pink lips and took the chance of crashing my lips to her. It was obvious that she was drunk to because she sloppily kissed back. I don’t remember what happened after that at the club, but I do remember what we did when we got back to my flat.

Shit I took advantage of the girl. I mean I do that all the time with other girls, but she seemed different. I don’t know but something about her made me think about my past back in Holmes Chapel. After we slept together, we sat up in bed and talked. When I usually have one night stands, we just go right to sleep, or the girl leaves but Annabelle and I sat up and talked. I do not clearly remember what about, but it was like we had some kind of connection.

I laid in bed for a good amount of time just staring at the ceiling. The only thing I could think about was the girl from last night. I needed to find her. God she was so different. Not once has a girl left a note for me to wake up to. I decided that I would call the boys over for lunch and tell them my plan.

I was going to go find Annabelle.

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