Scarlett's POV:
I'm Scarlett. I'm 19 years old and I live in a city called London. I'm 5 foot 4 inches. I have long blonde hair and bright green eyes. There is only one thing that you wouldn't know if you met me... I'm in love with Harry Styles.
"Well, another night by myself in my room with the lights off. Awesome." I croak as I walk through my empty house to my bedroom. I have a soda in one hand and a small bag of potato crisps in the other. I've been alone for 3 nights now, because my family left me to head to Hawaii for two weeks. They are going on their 14 year anniversary, which means lonely days and nights during this summer for me. I trudge up the stairs to my room when I hear my phone chirping. I shuffle to my room and I dive onto my bed on top of my phone. I swipe my screen to unlock my screen and I see an unknown number has texted me.
401-732-2523:
Hey. You probably don't know who this is, but I just want to say that I've been watching you from a distance for a while. I know you don't notice me. I see you are always alone. I don't understand why. You're beautiful and amazing in so many ways. I've been wanting to approach you... but I don't know how. Hope we stay in touch. Stay beautiful. -Haz
Haz? Who is Haz? I wish I knew. So I text back.
Haz? Who are you? Is that your nickname or something? Do I actually know you? Text me back when you can, 'Haz'.
I start crunching my chips quietly waiting for a reply. An hour passes by and I've already slurped down my soda and my chip bag is nothing but tiny crumbs. I wipe my fingers off on my sweatpants and I glance at my phone, nothing. It's killing me to be patient, but I have too. This person could be from half across the world or the could be my next door neighbor. I'll never know.
*buzz-buzz*
A text! I unlock my screen and I stare blankly at my phone.
Yes, you do know who I am. Many people do. More like millions and millions of people actually. Also, yes, that is my nickname. Given to me by my best friend, Lou. And that's HIS nickname. I'm someone that is known. But, I really wish I was known by you better. I want to get to know you. And also, I don't want to shock you, but..... I'm at your front door. See you in seconds. -Haz
At my front door. Oh my. I rush to my door and I peak through the peep hole. All I see is brown curly hair and a car in my driveway that's off and full of young men. I'm still looking through the peep hole when the young men step out of the car. There is two brunettes, a blond, and someone with black hair. I can't make out their faces because of the hole. It's a little tiny. The curly headed one rings my doorbell for a second time.
"Please open up. We won't hurt you." I hear a soft voice say.
I finally open my door, but only the inside door. Not the glass door. Oh my gosh.
"Hey. I'm Harry. This is Louis, Niall, Liam, and Zayn. May we come in?" He says while the lads behind him wave while smiling.
"Uh...sure?" I say as I unlock the door and open it for them.
"Thank you love." They say as they step inside.
"Can I, uh, get you lads something to drink?"
"Tea please, love." Louis says.
"The rest of us will take water, please." Zayn says smiling.
I put the tea on and I get the bottles of water. I tell them that they can take a seat in the living area while I pour the tea. I hand Louis his cup and I take a seat myself.
"I came here to talk to you. The lads wanted to tag along." Harry said scooching next to me. I was totally fangirling inside, but keeping my cool in reality. "Can I speak with you privately?"
"Yeah, sure. My room's this way." I said getting up. "If you boys want another serving of your beverage it's in the kitchen. Help yourselves. Niall darted up and went for the refrigerator.
Harry and I walk into my room and he closes and locks the door.
"What did you want to talk about?" I said sitting down.
"Well, I wanted to talk and I wanted to do something else also, but I'll get to that later. Do you mind if we stay the night?" He moves in front of me.
"I don't mind. And OK."
"Well, I've been watching you because I'm in love with you. Do you not remember when we went to high-school together? You were my high-school crush." He said taking my hand. "You used to have my number, but as you know, my fans leak my numbers and I have to change it frequently."
"Yeah, I understand. And yes, I remember high-school. Just to say, I've been in love with you ever since then also." I murmured.
"Why did we never get together?" He said with a sad look, but secretly smiling.
"I have no clue, but I have a feeling...this is going to be a long night." I smirked.
"Boys!" Harry yelled.
"Yeah?!" They yelled from the kitchen.
"We are sleeping over!" He said grabbing my waist. "Promise you won't struggle?"
"Promise." I said kissing him. I pull back and his green eyes are glittering, staring into mine. He is laughing and smiling. His dimples are showing and I can tell he is trying to hide them. "Don't be ashamed of them. They are adorable." I said kissing his dimple on his right cheek.
"You're adorable." He said lifting up and moving onto the bed. He sits up and stares at me.
"What?" I say as I sit in front of him.
"Nothing. Just realizing that you are more beautiful than I remember." He says with a goofy grin.
I shove him down and I kiss him passionately and it goes on all night.
"What do you think they are doing in there? They are being kinda loud." Niall says with a chuckle.
"Eh, you probably can guess it." Liam says laughing.
"True. Now, I need some food and then some shut eye. Where's the pillows and blankets?!" Niall yelled running and tripping in the kitchen.
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