Finding Mara (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 2: Fiery Red

Diary Entry #1 of #20  24th of May 2002 / Tuesday, 6p.m 

Dear Diary,   

Today is probably the most awesome day ever! So, my parent's package from Spain has just arrived and they bought me a lot of things! Including this new yellow diary! I also got a new cute stationery, a new dress, hair clips and a new teddy bear! My parents said that those are gifts for me for getting straight A's in school. I am really thankful for them. I really want to go to Spain, and I wanna learn how to speak SPANISH! OH AND, Harry bought me cute cupcakes today!! It was so delicious! Oops, my granny's calling me for dinner now, adios!  

Love, Mara Moore <3  

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  - HARRY -

A smile makes its way on my face. It makes me happy, reading this entry. It's such a heart-warming feeling to know that even little things could make her so happy.   

I would literally do anything to see her smile again.   

"Harrry? It's time to go!"   

I glanced up before standing up and placing the diary under my pillow. Today is our second magazine photoshoot day, and the boys seemed to be really excited. Not that I'm not excited, it's just that the diary always remind me of her...   

Ugh, nevermind.   I shuffled my way outside, where the boys and Paul were waiting. We climbed in the van and head for the studio.   

"Harry, what's the matter?" Louis asked, his eyes filled with concern and curiosity. I know that he knows that I've been reading the diary again. But I really couldn't stop myself.  

"Nothing," I smiled. He didn't believed me, though of course, "Anyway, let's all say cheese for the camera!"   

Niall chuckled. "You really gonna do that?"   

I shrugged. "Sure, why not? You love cheese, don't ya?"   

"Yeah, except... what's that cheese that I don't like?" Niall raised his brow.  

"Feta?" Louis piped in.   

"Ah, feta! It's horrible, that one," Niall wrinkled his nose, thinking of the cheese. I laughed along with the boys. 

  - - -  

We arrived at the studio. It is a huge one, we've never been here before. We were told that we have to change to four outfits.   

"Boys! Get ready for your outfit #1!"  The manager barked at us, before ordering his other co-workers for instructions.   

I saw Liam going to the changing room, so I followed him.   

"Hey Harry," Liam greeted, "Have you got your outfit #1?"  

I nodded, raising up my bag of outfits to show him.   

After we changed, we headed out of the changing rooms and got ready for the white backdrop. Zayn and Louis still haven't finished changing, so I wandered around the studio with my hands on my back.  

Not looking at where I'm headed to, I stumbled upon a wire and tripped. Instantly, I felt my knee ache. Urgh, stupid me. I tripped over a single, thin wire? Wow. Nice one, Styles.   

"Oh my god, are you okay?"  

I glanced up, still on my knees, and saw a pretty girl. Her hair was fiery-red, and it actually looks really good on her. Her face showed a sign of concern, and that made me smile. She was tall and slim, and her light brown eyes glistened.  

"Yes, I'm all right," I responded, not taking my eyes off her. I slowly stood up, limping a bit because of my knee. I don't think it's injured, though.   

Her eyes felt somehow familiar, but I've never saw her before, so I guess it's nothing.   

"I'm glad. I was worried since I saw the whole thing, and I don't really like seeing blood," she stated, peering at my knees to see if there's any blood.   

"Well..." I chuckled, as I felt my face turned to a bright shade of pink. There's nothing worse than a pretty girl seeing you trip over some stupid wire. I sighed inwardly.   

"Anyway, Harry, you'd better stand on the backdrop now, manager's gonna be back any minute. Things better not get delayed or the next thing you know he'll be chasing you like an angry bull," she babbled, as she walked toward the camera.  

I laughed. Not only she's pretty, but she's funny too. Wait, what? Someone tell me why I'm thinking this way.   

"Wait, you're the photographer?" I noticed. She was trying out the camera, so I guess she was.   

"Obviously," she laughed.

 "What's your name?"  

"Rose Ann," she answered, smiling.

  - ROSE ANN -

"I'm hooome," I said as I entered the house.   

"Ooh, Fire is back!" Someone called out from a room, and I rolled my eyes. It was obviously Noah, my thirteen-year-old brother.   

I closed the door and walked toward my room, placing my bag on my bed.   

He calls me 'fire' since I have red hair and I'm quite the mean sister, to be really honest. I won't even lie. I often eat Noah's food without his permission, use his camera without his permission, and prank call his friends without his permission.  

Yeah, we are the best siblings in the world.  

Right.    B

ut don't get me wrong, I love that idiot. I'm pretty sure he loves me too. Hopefully.   

"How's your day, hun?" Mum suddenly appeared by my door, holding a tray of dinner.  

"Oh, it was fun, mum. Harry Styles talked to me! He even asked for my name!" I squealed as I recall the moment when I actually had a conversation with Harry.  

Mum's laugh filled the room, "Oh honey, that's great. You finally met your idol."   

I grinned. She gave me the tray and I thanked her. She went out and I started recalling the moment again. I couldn't believe it, even though I was aware since last week that One Direction have a photoshoot at our studio.   

Ah, he was really sweet.   

I wonder if I'm going to meet him again.   

I hope so.