The Perfect Sky Is Torn

Chapter 3 - I Will Give You The Moon

Sorry it's been taking so long to upload. I've had stuff to do like getting my lisence!! Yay! Haven't gotten it yet, but the time is approaching :) Again, I'm sorry for any typos and things. Reading and typing is harder than it sounds.

Oh my God! So I'm reading this book called The Declaration my Gemma Malley (Harry's older sister is named Gemma) and it's pretty good thusfar. Now here's where the weird stuff is. Not only is the author's name Gemma, but the book takes place in England. The main character is named Anna, and Harry's mom's name is Anne. A boy in the book, his last name is Tomlinson. And there's a boy in this book named Harry who's got curly hair, is tall, has big feet, and is clumsy. Also, there's a girl named Charlotte, and Louis has a little sister named Charlotte but goes by Lottie. There have yet to be any Niall, Liam, or Zayn references, but I'll let you guys know. All these One Direction references are craaaaaaazy.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyway. Here's the chapter three! Enjoy! And pleeeeeease lemme know what you guys think!

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Chapter 3

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Stupid Harry with his stupid smile, his stupid dimples, his stupid voice, his stupid hand on my stupid hip as we posed for yet another stupid photo. Stupid butterflies fluttered around my stupid stomach when stupid harry shifted more comfortably and his stupid fingers gripped me tighter.

Everything about this was just stupid.

Harry's head was tilted toward mine and mine involuntarily tilted toward his. The fingers on my hip tightened again and it tickled, causing me to giggle. All the boys looked down the line at me and I simply said, "Boys, if you want to stare, get the picture when it's taken." I looked at our photographer, Sierra, who was watching us. "Go on, babe," I said. Harry's fingers tightened quickly but immediately released and I suppressed another giggle, biting my lip.

Blinding flashed filled the room as Sierra rook the pictures. After a few shots, she would tell us to strike a new pose, and we would. Finally, she said, "There are your last pictures, boys. Make them count."

Being the spontaneous person I am, I wrapped an arm around Harry's shoulders then hopped up, swinging my legs towards his stomach and he skillfully caught them, making us in the position of Scooby-Doo and Shaggy.

Laughing, Sierra took the last few pictures then told us to make our way to the other room for individual interviews. As we walked, I elbowed Harry in the side and said, "You told me it was a pgotoshoot. You failed to mention there would be interviews."

Harry smiled down at me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "Sorry, Lou."

"It's alright, Haz," I said, sitting on a couch with the other boys.

A tall, blond woman walked into the room and shook our hands, introducing herself as Ella. She was very pretty and i would be very interested in her if I wasn't already preoccupied with someone else.

"I'll go first," Harry said quickly. Speak of the devil.

Ella smiled and led him to another room, closing the door, but there was a small telly on the table in front of us so we could watch the interviews when it wasn't our turn without disturbing them.

"So, Harry Styles," Ella began. "What is the best part of being in a boy band, aside from all the screaming girls?"

Harry tilted his head slightly, thinking. "Living with my best mates and getting to spend every day with them. We're all, like, a family."

"What are the roles in the family?"

Harry grinned, his dimples showing. "Liam's definitely Daddy Direction."