He was like a book that inspires you, when you lose all the hope in the world, his arms were like a beautiful quote which were holding Laila up.
Will the magic Harry's magic last for ever, or fade like the ink on an old, wet, torn book?....
Hey Guy...
I'm watching her dance Dress is catching the light In her eyes, there's no lies, no lies There's no question, she's not in a disguise
*Harrys point of view*
Flashes were blinding my way out of the airport, I felt my bodyguard holding my shoulder and pushing me out, finally when we reached the car I took a breath of relief. every sound around me seemed to get blurred, as I think about Laila, shit I forgot to ask for her number, Dammm.
"harry, harry....." when I came to reality, I saw my manager looking at me.
"What, did I miss something ?" I asked him.
"Yes, you do, if you keep zooning out, you and boys are gonna attend a charity ball, there will be many other celebrities and famous personalities ."
New york seem glamorous as always, There were many famous faces around, suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder, I was louis, "Looking for someone mate, huh?"
Before he could continue my eyes caught the view of a young lady wearing jet black gown which was backless revealing her hibiscus tattoo at the back, it was Laila
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I made my way through the crowd towards her she was standing on the balcony holding a glass of champaign, her finger tips were smoothly working on the rim of glass, she seemed to be in some deep thought.
*Lailas point of view*
a cool breeze was passing through my face, it was an a bit chilly outside but I love watching the sky at night, I was also thinking about harry, his long curls were really fascinating I loved his eyes.
I was still lost in my thoughts when I felt a large hand on my shoulder , it made me jump and spill my drink off the balcony.
"what the......"
before I could complete I saw an apologetic face of Harry, standing in front of him.
"Gosh harry, you need to stop scaring me"
"I am sorry, anyways what are you doing here?"
"playing football?"
"hahaha, funny so if you are done playing football, would you like to join me for the dance ?"
he stretched his arms toward me, who can say no to this eyes?, I grabbed his hand, and we made ours way to the dancing floor.
his hand against my bare back was very warm, his fingers were moving along with the rhythm of the music
" so were you stalking me Mr.Styles ?", I questioned him playfully.
He raised an eyebrow at me, then replied "I think the fate brought us together"
"oh, really dip me " I whispered in his ears.
I know when he dipped me I can feel his gaze upon my shoulder tattoo,
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" It was a wonderful night Mr.Styles But I am afraid I have to leave", told him and left his hold.
and made my way outside.
*Harrys point of view*
She slipped away from my hold and disappeared crowd, I know she was heading towards the exit , when I fully processed every thing I ran toward her I came outside , the cold wind was hitting my face when I saw her, she smiled at the door man who opened the car door for her, she was really polite.
"LAILA!!!!!" , I called her name out loud , which made her turn in my direction , she gave me a confused look, I walked in her direction.
"can I get your number " II asked her then realized I spoke in a very stupid tone.
She giggled , " why should I give you my number "
"cause I think , we could be good friends." lie, absolutely lie I wanna be more than friends with her.
"Alright, here you go ". she took told me her number and asked me to give a call at hers so she got mine .she waved me goodbye with a smile and left.
I still couldn't stop smiling
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