NIALLS POV:
I woke up in the morning and the scene refilled my head. How the mysterious girl had danced around twirling as we seen her. How she wore Harrys leather jacket. The way her hair flew with the wind and how her summer dress flowed as well. She was gorgeous no, beautiful.
No only then as well. That night I went up to that mountain. She layed on the floor looking tired. She whispered to herself something I heard. None of the boys. Just me.
"Happy birthday jamila" and she went to sleep. Why was she by herself on her birthday? Why was she sleeping on a hill? Harry seemed to fancy her. What ever. She may be beautiful but never come between a girl and Harry. I learned that the hard way. Plus this was different... His emerald green eyes turned to a jade kind. It was full of mystery and sadness when he looked at her. Why is that? She looked at him and those dark blue eyes she holds turned sky blue. They were shinning so bright. No reflecting off the morning sun. Like a diamond.
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HARRYS POV:
I couldn't forget about her. How her dark blue eyes turned baby- no sky blue at the sight of me. Confusion, happiness, and curiosity filled her eyes. I couldn't care less if she was staring at me. I was trying to take in her facial features. She was beautiful. Those dark- no sky blue eyes and those perfectly formed lips. Also the dimples she had when she smiled. I couldn't forget about them.
It's been a week since I seen her. She's with my jacket. The thought if her in posession of that makes me go crazy. I felt closer to her then I have with any other person and yet I don't even know her name. I keep my phone with me where ever I go. In the limbo. At an interview even during concerts wiring for her to find my number and call.
Nothing.
Still nothing. No call. No text. Nothing at all. When's the next time. I will see her? She works at that mini cafe. I could tell since that's where I had forgotten my jacket. I guess I'll stop by there and see if she's on her shift. Where does she live? Does she have someone she loves and adores already? All these questions filled my head and it hurt no knowing any of the answers. I guess I'll never know.
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JAMILAS POV:
I can't get him out of my head. Those emerald green eyes turned jade green at the sight of me. That smile that hid something deeper inside. The way the light of the sun had hit him making him look like some kind of god.
Is this his number?
I held the piece of paper everywhere with me since I found it.
I go to my locker and take out my English textbooks and head straight to mr.chads class. I have no friends at school. I can't waist any time on them or boys I need to focus on my school work and the cafe then find a apartment so I can not be a bother of mr.chad anymore.
I sit in the back corner desk near the window. I look outside and it's raining. I watch as the drops of rain race each other down the window. How the clouds darken the sky and city under it. The lights if the cars flashing creating those beautiful city lights. I love this weather.
A hour past by and mr.chad assigned 1D As our homework assignment. I hated this it's about the civil rights movement. I gather my things and run straight out the door and down the street into the mini cafe. I go to my dressing room and change into the uniform once again. It's a blue and white maid outfit that's frilly at the end.
I get to work cleaning tables and taking orders. An hour passed by and I change out the uniform. I put on the leather jacket the guy gave me and head out the cafe. As I walk down the street people gave me looks and some teenage girls would squeal and take pictures of me.
"Is that really HARRY styles jacket?" One girl asks me.
"Who's that?" I ask whispering slightly.
"OMG! It is!" She screams feeling the jacket.
"I'll pay you any amount for this jacket can I have it please!?!" She squeal still feeling the jacket.
"No. Someone gave this to me." I say taking her hands off me.
She walks away with a sad and jealous look in her honey brown eyes. I keep walking in the rain with the jacket on. The way the rain drops fell onto the floor and the city lights flashing was beautiful. I get on the bus and sit there waiting for it to start driving again sitting in the ugly plastic chair.
"Wait!" A guy screams from running towards the bus.
The bus driver sighed in annoyance, stopped the bus and opened the door. I couldn't see who it's was I just saw curly brown hair sticking out of the good of his jacket. The same as the guy on the hill That day. I couldn't see his eyes though. Can it be him? No it can't be. With disbelief I turn my head to look out of the window again and see the lights of the world reflect off the rain drops.
I can see from the corner of my eyes the guy takes the seat across from me. I can see emerald green eyes but couldn't see his facial features clearly enough. He starts looking at my ugly plastic chair so I rapidly turn my head towards the window. I can see the reflection of both of us in the windows. I can see him staring at the back of my head through the reflection then his eyes completely locked with mine through the reflection. His eyes turned a beautiful jade green eyes that filled with confusion sadness and a hint of happiness. He stood up and walked towards me. I saw him through the reflection starring down at me. I can see through the reflection he's reaching out towards me to see if I'm truly there. To see if I'm real and not just a hallucination. Before he does I turn my head to his direction fast and lock eyes with him. He jumped back startled and I can see his curls bounce his eyes widen and a perfect smile appear on his face showing me his perfect white teeth and cute dimples.
"Hi... Again"
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