1D short stories

Harry Styles (part 1)

Imagine

You couldn't sleep. You got up and put on your favorite shirt that says 'music never sleeps', your jacket, a pair of tight pants and a pair of short boots. You put your dagger inside your shoe. You need some air because you couldn't sleep so you took a midnight walk. You had taken Hand-to-Hand Combat when you were 10 yrs old so you were safe and protected and was free to go where ever you which. You went 2 blocks down from your house and a boy taller than you came out of nowhere you don't know who it is due to how dark the sky is, the moon is nowhere to been seen and no lamp was near. "who is it?" you ask kind of scared but was resured by the feel of your dagger in your boots. "My name is Edward" he replied. His voice was very raspy but he seemed alive. "What's yours?" he asks. He didn't seem like a threat but you never know. You pulled your dagger out in case "wow wow wow" he says puting is hands up "a feisty one, you are" He says and walks away in cool strides. Your eyes were more used to the dark and you could now see he was wearing converses, a pair of skinny jeans and a leather jacket he starts to fade away and you yell out: "Wait!" .