So Close ...Yet So Far (A Harry Styles Fan-fiction Book). ♥

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I got out of the room and hurried towards the elevator. Oh c’mon! Please! I can’t be late! I started whining. Seconds later, the elevator opened and I got out. I hurried towards the door and it was then that I bushed into something. Or should I say someone

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Ow! That hurts! But it wasn’t that bad. But it did hurt a little.  As I lifted my eyes to meet the thing or person I ran into, I felt like a million years have passed by. I am clearly mistaken here. It probably is a joke or it might as well be a joke. The fact that I need glasses and I am wearing them right now explains it all. Yep. That’s it. I need new pair of glasses. But these are new.  In fact, I visited Dr. Richard before the trip to here. He probably made a mistake because the person in front of me should not be here.

He should be touring right now. He should be in England. In fact I shouldn’t even meet him. I shouldn’t meet him right here, right now with my still wet hair that is in a messy bun. Why? For God’s sake because he is Harry Styles! I just ran into Harry Styles. The One And Only. I don’t know for how long I’ve been staring at him but I need to bring my act together. Why is he even here? Oh stop thinking about him and think Sophie. Think straight

Say something Sophie! Say something! But he is so…

“Are you alright?” he asked

Seriously? Did he just ask me if I was alright? How can I be alright if I am being held by Harry Styles? Not only that, his pair of arms are snaked around my petite waist, which is very comfortable. Snap out of your thoughts Sophie!

“Huh… yeah. I’m… I’m alright.” I said. As I tried to get out of his hold, I failed. In contrary, I stumbled backwards. This made his hold around my waist a bit tighter.

“Hey there. Be careful now.” He said bringing me close to him. A pleasant aromatic drifted into my nose. It was now that I paid attention to his voice. It was by far the most romantic voice I’ve ever heard. But wait! Do romantic voices even exist? He has a very deep and husky voice though. Which is very calming and romantic.

“Thanks.” I said. I wriggled out of his embrace and it was then that I noticed it.

“Oh no. Your shirt!” What have I done? I’ve completely soaked his shirt.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s just water right? Plus you do have some on yourself too so no need to feel bad.” He said. I looked down and saw that my shirt was half-wet.

“I guess.” I whispered. We then stayed there for what seemed like for hours. As my head was bowed, I could feel Harry’s stare. My body unconsfably shifted under his stare. I could feel his stare on me.

“Well, I’m Harry Styles.” He finally said

“Um… I’m Soph...” I did not get to finish as I saw Simon at the door. Thank goodness that he came. I mean I wouldn’t have survived alone with Harry Styles.

“Well, looks like you two already met huh?”

“Yes. We kind of bumped on each other.” Harry said still looking at me with those gorgeous eyes of his.

“Well, we should probably go inside then.” Simon said but still neither Harry nor I moved.

“To meet the others and start the rehearsals.” He finished.

“Of course.” Harry said. Simon then went inside.

“After You.” He said gesturing his hand to the door for me to go in. I murmured a quick “thanks” and went inside.