Styles the Stalker [Harry Styles Fan Fiction]

Who are You?

Unknown: That doesn't matter

Me: Yeah, it does! So who are you?

Unknown: Tell me if you're here or not first, and I'll find you.

I don't reply and put my phone up. How did this person get my number anyways? I'm a nobody of the town, but everyone is just now starting to notice me. Strange, but I'll just put that off to the side.

I start walking and bump into a girl with straight black hair. I accidently tip her drink and it spills on both of us. " Oh, hey! You're that girl that wouldn't tell me if you were here or not!" She exclaims rubbing her skirt off. " Uhhhh, sorry I spilled your drink?" I say quietly. She laughs and grabs me by the arm.

" I'm going to let you meet the rest of my group." She says and leads me to a corner of the house with a couch. As we get closer two guys stand up and walk over to us.

" So Gabby, you've found yourself another girlfriend?" A boy with quiffed hair says. I'm guessing her name is Gabby... She laughs and pats my back. I silently stand watching as her and her friends talk and joke around. This is really awkward.

" Oh, I'm sorry. I haven't introduced myself!" She exclaims. " Well, I'm Gabriella but call me Gabby. And these are my friends. Zayn, Louis, Candy, Zoi, and Dani." She explains. I see three boys and two girls. This seems like nice little group of people. But I'll probably be proven wrong sooner or later.

I greet everyone and wait for Gabby to speak again.

" Wait! We haven't learned your name." Zayn says. I smile shyly and begin to speak. " Ummmm, my name is Kellie." I say recieving funny looks from the girls. " Your name doesn't really fit your looks." Says Candy. I actually agree with her on that one though.

" Yeah, I know." I say. She laughs and kinda start to feel a little more comfortable around them. Doesn't take long I guess. They all act like they like me so I'll just act the same way.

I look around and see the guy again around the corner. I gulp and try to ignore it. Gabby notices me and pulls me to the side. She looks around and then asks me how I'm doing. " Good" I tell her. She nods and continues questioning me.

" What's wrong with you?"