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Ana's P.O.V.
As soon as Harry left I got my phone. I wanted to talk to Louis. He could make me the famous artist I've always wanted to be. But I wanted to become famous on my own. Then again Harry said he had made people very famous. I decide to call him. I dial Louis number and its starts to ring.
"Hello?" He has a very young voice and he has a british accent.
"Um hi I'm Ana. Your friend Harry told me-"
"Aw yes your Ana. I know who you are. Your the beautiful one Harry told me about." He said cutting me off. And Harry called me beautiful. I already felt the heat rise to my cheeks to cause me to blush.
"Yes I am." I simply said to him.
"Well Ana if you are intrested we can talk this over dinner. Do you fancy that?" He asks me and I think. I hope he isn't trying to use me. Like something more then just art. But I am independent, and I know my limits.
"Yes I would love that."
"Great! I"ll see you tomorrow night. Good night."
"Good night." With that said I hang up the phone.
I know this is short but trying to get shit in lol. it will get better I promise! Expect the unexpected. (; xx
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The Artist
FanfictionAna is a painter. She has been painting all her life. What happens when Harry comes into her life? And what happens when the two grow fond of each other? Can others handle it?
