Cold // h.s. [ON HIATUS]

[00.] Pɪɴᴋ Fʟᴏʀᴀʟ Lɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ

She pushed through sweaty bodies that were grinding on each other as the way-too-loud music blared from the speakers made the floor shake – How annoying. Making it out, finally, she stumbled out of the dreaded bar. Getting headaches from the intoxicating smell of alcohol is definitely on her never-to-do list which she mentally noted. So is going out with her so called trusty roommate, which she also noted.

Rubbing her temples from frustration she exhaled a sigh and straightened out her baby blue skirt and fumbled through the contents of her pockets managing to pull out a pack of cigarettes and her pink lighter adorned with blue and white flowers. She walked up into a dark alley between the bar, pressed her back against the brick wall, lit up the fag and placed it between her small pink lips and sucked in the smoke leading her to exhale relaxingly as the smoke burned her throat. She coughed dryly and pursed her lips as she heard a dark chuckle echoing throughout the alley.

“Hey there doll, ‘ya got a lighter to spare,” a man towered over her small frail body, she immediately felt overpowered and passed him the lighter as he scanned the design with his piercing bright green eyes which was the only thing she could see clearly about him other than the outline of his well-built body, he smiled at the design as his dimples appeared and murmured, “Cute.”

He lit up his own cigarette and blew smoke in her face making her cough, “What’s your name?” He questioned and refrained from chuckling at her reaction to smoke, “’m Julia, Julia Sheer,” she said but she knew she shouldn’t talk to strangers, a simple rule to follow but something was dragging her into this specific man, “I’m Harry Styles, you don’t seem like the type to smoke,” He said as his eyes raked up and down her body, “Just because I’m wearing a skirt doesn’t mean I can’t smoke,” she said bluntly and laughter boomed out of his mouth, “It’s just you look so innocent,” he said softly as she licked her dry lips due to the cold weather, “Well see ya ‘round,” He smiled, “Julia.”

The way he said her name rolled off his tongue was such an angelic sound and yet alone his voice made her giggle as he exited the alley.

She walked out of the alleyway and made her way to the flat she shared with her roommate which was only a few blocks away, she arrived at the building and walked up the stairs because this dusty old damn building couldn’t afford an elevator, she made it to the floor and walked to the door which led to the small space which shouldn’t even have the recognition to be called a home. Or at least a decent home, she shuffled through her pocket again and found the key, unlocked the door and closed it softly as she didn’t want to disturb the neighbors slumber and walked to the squeaky bunk bed and laid down on the bottom and closed her eyes as she tried to sleep but all she could think about was those green cat-like eyes staring at her ever so slightly and that voice, that sweet perfect calm voice.