Aubrey's long, stick straight, light brown hair swayed behind her as she walked to the band room to drop off a form due next week. Her thoughts were tangled with thoughts of fictional characters from the book she was in the middle of reading as she turned in the paper and continued down the hall, only to stop abruptly when passing the next room. Flooding from the choir room was the sound of the most flawless voice singing.
Aubrey soon realized she stood frozen in the doorway, so she scurried behind a piece of the wall that jutted out and peered around it to listen to the perfect voice and find it's owner. The boy had unruly chocolate curls, green orbs that were so deep they seemed to go on endlessly, and full pink lips that formed the perfect lyrics he sang. "Isn't she lovely? Isn't she wonderful? Isn't she precious...?" He sang on. She knew this boy: Harry Styles.
They had Advanced English together and Aubrey recalled him making cheeky comments that made her giggle. Her heart warmed when remembering such times. She had observed that Harry had a rather large group of friends. He was witty and had humorous responses to everything, but he was also caring and sweet. It only made sense that people gravitated towards him. Aubrey wondered if any of his friends had ever heard him sing or if he was secretive about his talent. Did he know how good he was? She questioned silently. He must, she affirmed herself.
Looking up at the clock Aubrey realized the bell was about to ring. Taking one last glance at the green eyed boy, she hurried off to pick up her books from study hall. Throughout the rest of the day the boy protruded Aubrey's thoughts and his absence was prominent. "This is ridiculous," She huffed under her breath. I didn't even know the guy, not really. And he didn't know me either, Aubrey thought. Yet she knew she wanted to know him and for him to know her.
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The Writer and the Singer (Harry Styles AU)
FanfictionWhen Aubrey and Harry grew closer, they had no idea in how many ways they would save each other. ***** 'The boy had unruly chocolate curls, green orbs that were so deep they seemed to go on endlessly, and full pink lips that formed the perfect lyri...
