"You mean...Him with the purple jacket...is in this band?" I asked confused more than usual,
"That's Harry, he's the flirt of the band." Ele told me starstrucked.
I heard Ele panic and I looked up.
Harry and one of his friends was behind him.
His friend was a tad more shorter than him and had beautiful blue eyes.
He seemed to be Ele's type.
"Hi Bella" Harry greeted me.
I could feel Eleanor's curious eyes burning through me.
"H-Hi Harry" I smiled shyly.
"How do you...?"Eleanor asked moving her hand from Harry to me.
"Ha-Ha funny story..." I laughed nervously.
"Well I want to laugh as well" she said sarcastically.
"Well, I went to the book store and I bumped into him" I pointed to Harry who was very much enjoying this "and then we exchanged numbers and now we are here" I smiled nervously.
"I am amused..." Eleanor joked.
"But! I didn't know he was famous! You know I don't watch TV." I added innocently
"That explains a lot"I heard Harry say.
I bit my lip, like I did when I was nervous.
"But that's all right! I'm Harry and this is Louis" Harry pointed to the boy who was apparently gawking at Eleanor.
They seemed perfect for each other,
Then I realized the time.
"I have to go home now..." I said quietly disappearing behind Ele as we walked away.
"I got Louis number, I got Louis number" She sang as we walked to my small apartment.
I felt my phone vibrate, I knew it wasn't Eleanor since she was prancing next to me.
I had a message from Harry.
*Hey we should hang out later! you in?x"
I didn't want to get involved with him.
I knew what would happen if I did.
Hate mail and crazed fans would jump at me.
I got an email.
"Harry_Styles is following you on Twitter!"
Great just dandy! I wasn't even following him so I left it like it was and ignored it.
Eleanor spazzed out next to me as soon as we were inside my apartment.
I looked at her.
"Louis is following me on Twitter!" she added with a unnecessary squeal.
I smiled and gave her a thumbs up.
"Are you okay?" She asked me studying my expression.
I nodded.
"No you're not what's wrong?" She asked as she sat down and got serious.
This was the first time she's ever been serious.
"I just need a nap, hectic day" I faked yawn and went up stairs to shower.
I looked at my long wavy dark hair and sighed.
I was so plain.
Compare me to Eleanor and she'd defiantly win.
She was gorgeous and every guy in our school has asked her out.
I looked at my face details more clearly now.
My green brownish eyes looked lively and my freckles popped out from my rosie cheeks.
I looked at my phone and had 6 texts' all from Harry.
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Silly Things Called Odds.
FanficArabella Wright 16 year old regular teen who lives with her best friend Eleanor, bumps into Harry Styles. Will she fall for this heartthrob?