𝙋𝙊𝙇𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙄𝘿

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    I walk down the street in my usual jeans and baggy t-shirt. The hot California sun starts to make me sweat and wonder why I always where jeans. It's the usual Saturday for me, walking to the beach, taking pictures of the beach, then going home. I'm very boring actually.

As I walk home from the beach I hear someone yell my name. "Stevie!" I turn around and see my best friend , Adelaide, running over to me. "What's up?" I ask. "There's a party tonight!" she squeals. I arch my eyebrow at her. "What does that have to do with me?" I question. She giggles, "We're going to that party!" she exclaims. I look at her like she's crazy. I usually don't go to parties just because it's always the same thing. There's always drama and I don't want to be apart of it. I highly doubt I would anyway, nobody even knows who I am. I'm just Adelaide's best friend. That's about it. "Ads you know I hate parties. There's too much drama." I say. She rolls her eyes. "Shut up you're going." she says. I huff "Fine." Parties are the worst.

"You know I think you should wear a skirt." Adelaide says. I snort. "Yeah right." I say sarcastically. "Guess who's gonna be there!" she smirks. "Who?" I ask carefully. "Harry. Aka the guy that you stalk." she says giggling. My eyes go wide. "I do not stalk him!" I yell. "Yes you do! You take pictures of him without even knowing! Stalker" she giggles. I huff. "You know, he's really pretty and has nice features. He could be a model so I just take pictures." I say. "Yeah whatever, you're in love with him." she says. I throw a pillow at her and she starts laughing even harder. You see, I take pictures of this guy that goes to my school, Harry Styles. He's super cute and super popular. But like mysterious popular. I heard that he has a Polaroid camera just like me. We're practically  already married, he just needs to know I exist first. I laugh at the thought. He's never gonna know I exist.

"Stevie! Let's go!" I hear Adelaide call from downstairs. I finish applying the dark maroon lipstick and walk downstairs. "Holy shit! You look good." she says walking out the door. I laugh and follow her out.

I walk up to house and my stomach is killing me. I'm so nervous and I don't know why. I grip my bag I little tighter because i don't want to lose it. It has my camera in the and I don't want to lose it. As soon as we walk in, Adelaide is already with other people. I wasn't surprised. This always happens. I walk into the kitchen and it feels like I've just been punched in the stomach. I see Harry. He sitting on the counter with a cup in his hand. He's observing everyone, looking around at each person. He looks right at me and I swear my heart stops beating. He smiles at me and my heart is literally meltingly I smile back. He hops off the counter and starts walking towards me. Shit. Keep your cool. I think to myself. "Hey." he says. My breathe hitches. " h-hi." I stutter. God why did I just stutter? He chuckles. "What's your name?" he asks. His green orbs staring deeply into mind. "Stevie." I say. "I'm Harry." he says. "I know." I say. Oh no what have i done? "uh I mean cool. That's a sweet name." He laughs. A genuine laugh. I hear angels singing to me when he laughs. It's such a beautiful sight that , without thinking, I pull my camera out and take a picture of him. When the picture is done taking he looks at me like I'm crazy. What the hell is wrong with me? I just took a picture of him! He isn't supposed to know! "Oh my god. You have a Polaroid camera too? I thought I was the only one!" he laughs. I laugh with him because I don't know what else to do. I was expecting him to run away. Tell everyone that I'm a freak. I wouldn't blame him.  One of his friends walk up to him and says "Harry! Come on over here man." Harry glares at him, "Yeah I'll be over in a second. " Harry says. I giggle. "Well, it was lovely meeting you Stevie. I hope to talk to you again soon." he says. "You too. It was nice meeting you." I say. He laughs and walks away.  Adelaide is never going to believe this!

harry
I walk over to my friends after talking to Stevie. She's the most gorgeous girl I've ever laid eyes on. And she has a Polaroid camera! I look back over at her and she's staring at me. She quickly snaps her head in the other direction thinking I didn't see her, but I did. I pull out my camera and take a picture of her. I look at the picture and it's so gorgeous that I think I might have to frame it. "Harry." I look over to see my friend, Jack, looking at me with concern. "What?" I shrug my shoulders. "Dude. You just took a picture of her. That's weird." he says. "Shut up." I say rolling my eyes.

stevie
I find Adelaide sitting with the same group of people. She sees me and excuses herself. She doesn't drink a lot so I don't have to worry about her at parties like this. "Are you having a good time?" she asks me. "If you're not we can go home." she says. I shake my head ," no I'm having a great time actually," I smirk, " I just talked to Harry. Like an actual conversation." I say while flipping my hair. "Oh my God! This is a breakthrough!" She squeals. "I took a picture of him and he didn't run away! " I exclaim. Her eyebrows furrow. "What?" she says. "Yeah and he didn't run away !" I exclaim. She laughs. "What are we going to do with you?" she ask. I laugh with her because I ask myself the same question everyday.

AUTHORS NOTE
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