There I was, sitting on the train, watching outside how the whole world passes by me . I was reading the book my grandma gave me last spring. While I was reading it, I suddenly heard I think it was a German couple yelling at each other, that reminded me so much of my parents, so instead of hearing the screaming I decide to put my headphones to try and block all the noise but of course it didn't work so I decided to change of places. While I was looking for an extra seat way far of the angry couple , that's when I saw him. He was looking at the window, a big of mop of brown curls covering his head, headphones on and his iPhone in hand. When I walked near his seat I almost fall (yeah clumsy and cliché) but I recovered my self and that's when I really saw him, green- emerald eyes looking straight at me I was about to say something but I was to dumbfounded that instead I went straight to a seat 3 rows back from him. When I sit down, I was still feeling like it was not real but then I looked at the window and saw his reflection and he caught me staring and with that I received a smile, not like a full teeth show smile but a happy smile. And me, loving being awkward, I returned the smile and continue reading. I think, no, I'm sure that that smile was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I'm not kidding. It even had dimples which I think they are amazing and really cute. Still "focused" reading my book, I feel someone looking at me, so I looked up and saw him.
"Do you know why they were fighting about?" He asked watching the couple leave to another train.
"No, I don't speak really good German" I said wondering why he wanted to know.
"Oh, I thought you knew because you look kind of German." He said while sitting at the booth next to me.
" Nope, I'm from Mexico. And I know I don't look like a Mexican, everyone confuses me with German or American. " I said while putting my book at my bag.
"Really? Well, sorry I haven't introduced myself. My name is Harry. Harry Styles." He says while stretching out his hand towards me.
"Emilia Fernandez, but you can call me Em." I said while shaking hands. That hand shake was different, you know how in the movies they make a click when your soulmate touches you, well I kind of felt something weird, and it was like a 10 second hand shake.
"Well, Em. What brings you to this awesome big ass train?" While he says this, I couldn't help but laugh a little because first, the train was so little in space and two because its not awesome at all, in fact, I hate trains.
"I'm going to Paris, then to Spain to visit my uncle. And you?"
"Paris, I have to catch a flight to London tomorrow."
"Well, seems we're going the same place then." I say happily but not so excited because I didn't want him to noticed that I was more than excited that we were going the same place.
Suddenly I feel how the train comes to a stop.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome to the city of lights, Paris." The train worker said through the intercom.
"Come on, Em. I can't wait to go up the Eiffel tower" Harry said while extending his hand towards
Should I hold his hand? No. But I really want to hold it, I think I miss his warmth because of that god damn handshake he given me earlier. No Em, you can't really be falling for this guy! You've met him only a few hours ago.
While my mind stills debating if I should go for it or not, my instinct acts differently, my hand goes straight to his and his fingers intertwines with mine. Fuck, this is making it worse.
After feeling that kind of electricity through my whole body, I am faced towards the most beautiful sight I've ever seen. The Eiffel tower on the background, you could feel the summer air through your body. I look through my backpack for my polaroid camera and take a picture to this amazing sight, I took the picture because I know I'll never find something like this in my life.
"Hey Em. Let me take you a picture" He says while he walks towards me and takes my camera off my hands
"But I'm a mess Harry!" I exclaimed while covering my face with my hands
"Shut up! You are not a mess" He says while trying to take the picture.
After a few seconds of that, I gave up and pose for Harry ( okay, the camera.)
I hear the shutter clicked and I see that Harry smiles to me.
Don't blush Em. Don't blush. Okay, you can blush a little. I really can't resist how his beautiful smile make the perfect dimples to his face and how he is always trying to fix his hair. Yep, I'm falling. I admit it. Love sucks and it sucks more when you don't know what does the other person thinks about you. Its frustrating. Ugh.
After taking a few more pictures we walk towards a coffee shop near the train station.
We sit down and a waiter brings us the menu then he left with our drink orders.
"Tell me Em. Why Paris?" Harry asks while eating some macaroons.
This is gonna be a really long story. I sighed and begin to tell the story that I have been keeping from anyone I know.
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Midnight Memories
Fanfiction“What i like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce.” ― Karl Lagerfeld Em met Harry. Harry met Em. They got off the train to go to the city of lights, Paris. They feel a chemistry happening and...
