sleep // styles {au}

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“No” I blankly stated to Harry. The smirk that had grown across his face suddenly faded and our eye contact was broken.

“Whoa, you are one mysterious girl Jess Robinson. How will we ever be friends if you never tell me something about yourself?” Harry asked me. I didn’t answer right away because I’m pretty sure I had no strength to answer. Did I ever say that Harry was my friend? I mean I just met the guy today for crying out loud.

“We’re friends?” I asked Harry, which caused a smile to grow across his face once again.

“I would like to believe so. Spilling coffee on you was the start of our friendship Jess.” I rolled my eyes and let out a laugh. So I guess I’m now friends with Harry Styles. This is weird. “So are you going to tell me something about yourself now?”

“Well, I live by myself. I moved out when I was sixteen and now live in a small flat.” I said the exact same thing that Harry said only minutes ago. He laughed and I continued. “I haven’t seen my mother in ages, the only person that only keeps in contact with me is my sister. She only comes around when she wants something. Other than that, this is the first time that I have left the house in weeks and I plan on it being the last time in a while.” With that I was finished telling Harry about myself.

“Oh, so that’s it? That’s all that I’m allowed to know about you. Can you at least tell me how old you are?” I guess I can answer this last question.

“I’m nineteen. I’ll be twenty in February, and I couldn’t care less.” I got up from my place on the bench and Harry looked up at me.

“Hey where are you going?” I looked down at my new tall friend who was still sitting on the bench.

“I’m going home. Being outside makes me sick.” I answered him truthfully. I was true, I hate being outside, I’d rather sit on the window bench and look out the window.

“I bet you’re just going to go home and sleep, you look tired anyway.” And there goes my new friend hitting a soft spot.

If he only knew how badly I wanted to sleep. My only wish was to at least get an hour of sleep without having the voices in my head annoying me. If I could only get away from the voices in my head, they’re getting worse and worse every day. I don’t know how much longer I can take it.

Since I didn’t say anything to Harry, he decided to speak again. “Well can I have your number then? You know so we can text, or meet up again.” I smiled at this; it has been a very long time since someone has asked me for my number. No it has been a very long time since someone has even texted me in general.

“Well I don’t really like to give my number to strangers but…” I laughed out loud for once before continuing, “I guess you can be an exception.”

A childish grin grew on Harry’s face and we exchanged numbers. We said our goodbyes and I turned on my heels to walk back to the prison cell that I call my room. I looked back one last time to see Harry watching me walk away.

Damn this one was different…

[I'm sorry that this sucks! BUT SOML IS PERFECT! I refused to watch it before it came out so today was the first time I watched it and I cried my eyes out. I'm so proud of the boys, but anyway here's your update! Comment and vote please & thankyaaaa!]