Harry's POV
I held onto her diary as I headed off to my next lesson.
I flipped to a page.
I read,
'Dear Diary,
I fell for his smile. I didn't even plan for this. He's just this jerk and suddenly he's all so weak. I don't even get him anymore. Do I even like him? Or should I just ignore his plight? Well, I'm just gonna talk to Meredith and figure what to do now.'
She... She...
"Is that my... Diary?" I heard a familiar voice ask.
I saw her looking at me with big wide innocent eyes.
It was Literature.
Damn, I forgot.
I saw Danielle looking at me. Then she frowned and crossed her arms.
"Look at me," she ordered. I looked into her blue eyes. "Is that mine?"
I glanced at the pages written all over with her handwriting.
"Y... yes?" I started, eyebrow raised.
She frowned but I saw a tinge of red in her cheeks. She snatched the book from my hands and shut the classroom door in my face.
I flinched.
Well, that didn't go so well.
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his smile // haylor a.u.
FanfictionHarry was the bad boy. Taylor was the good girl. But when two worlds collide, everything will change. - ps. i wrote this in my early years of writing ,so don't be fooled by the aesthetic cover. read at your own risk and excuse my poor writing skills...
