The Styles Brothers | Harry Styles

Chapter 3. The Notebook

H. You saw a H on his wrist. 

You: ''Hi. I'm Elizabeth. Who are you?'' You knew it was Harry, you could recognize his clothes, but you asked anyway just to be nice. 

He didn't really answer you, he just turned his head and looked at you for a few moments, then turned his head back to the window. You kinda took that as a 'Please don't talk to me'. So you didn't. 

You pulled a notebook out from your bag. This was kinda the place the wrote everything down that happened, no private secrets, just so you could remember what exactly happened that day on that time. Harry turned his head back at you, then looked down into the book. He stared at the book for a little while, then took it out of your hands and began to write down something. His handwriting was beautiful. Very old school. 

You: ''So, where's your brother?'' You asked not expecting an answer, but he did actually answer you. A cold no-feelings answer, not looking at you, just concentrated about writing.

Harry: ''He's still at the school. Hanging out with his friends.'' Wow, you could still not get over his craspy deep voice. It was so perfect.

You: ''Oh, what about your friends? Why are you not hanging out with them?'' Harry stopped writing for a moment and looked confused at you. 

Harry: ''What friends?'' It chocked you. You could see Harry was getting emotional. You didn't know what to say. Harry was still looking at you. At your eyes. A little giggle came out and a small smile. He looked back into the notebook and wrote one last thing. Then he layed the notebook on the seat, stood up without even looking at you and got out of the bus.

You took the notebook and you was about to read what he wrote, but you didn't. You just putted the book back into your bag. 

The bus stopped 200 meters from where Harry got off and you saw your house, so this was probably where you had to get off. It was sunny and warm outside, like, really warm and really sunny. You walked a little bit until you got to your house. You found your key and opened the door and got inside into the living room. You sat down and pulled out the notebook...