Once Upon A Dream [Harry Styles]

Chapter 8: The call

Chapter 8: The Call

I froze as I heard a beautiful voice through the phone and I thought to myself “is it... Him?”  A million thoughts crossed my mind until that voice brought me back to reality. “Marisa?” said that deep husky voice and I questioned “Who is this?” The voice replied with and said, “Its me, Harry”. My mouth fell open in total shock. The sound of my phone hitting the ground took me out of my trance. I picked the phone and with stuttering I spoke into it.  “H-Hello? Harry?” I asked “ Its me love.” He answered with a chuckle. I was unable to say anything, so with all the silence Harry decided to speak. “So how have you been?, he simply asked. “how did you get my number?” I said as I walked searching for my friends. Harry chuckled and said “I get my ways” I answered with “Oh” remembering Harry is famous and he can do whatever he wishes. A loud scream interrupted yelling “MARISA! “That came from across the hall. It was Farrah, of course. Along came Alfonso annoyed by Farrah’s loud scream, yet he had a smile on his face as he saw me.

Farrah: Where the hell where you?

Marisa: Shh! I’m talking to someone.

Alfonso: Who?

I looked over at him but didn’t answer. I didn’t know how to answer. Was I supposed to tell them I’m talking to The Harry Styles?

Harry: Marisa?

Marisa: Sorry. I’m at school. Do you mind if we talk later?

Harry: But I thought you ended school at three?

Marisa: Yeah but- Wait. How did you know that?

Clearly I was confused. How did this boy get my number and knew when I ended school?

Harry: Um… just a guess. Well talk to you later.

Marisa: Ha-

I was cut off when he hung up on me, leaving me to wonder why he called. I snapped out of my thoughts as a woman spoke into the speaker, “Marisa Morton, Farrah Bohen, and Alfonso Gonzalez please report to room 113 for detention. Thank you.”  “Shit” I cursed. We were told not to be late but we were and again it was all my fault.

Marisa: I’m so sorry guys. I know we’re gonna get in trouble because of me again.

Farrah: its alright. I don’t really give a fuck anyways.

Alfonso: Yeah same and it’s not your fault ok?

He said giving me a heartwarming smile making me smile back as I reply with an “ok”.

We quietly entered the classroom trying not to get noticed by the teacher, who wasn’t looking our way, but we failed to do so. He turned and looked at us with a killing glare. “You’re late” he said “We know sir. We’re sorry.” I replied as we took our seats, and he rolled his eyes.

Minutes later Mr. Anderson approached us and handed us one of those slips of paper that I hated. I looked at it and it read, “After School Detention. Room 113” with a side note at the bottom, “Don’t be late this time!” I crumpled the piece of paper staring at him with anger. We’d have to spend another three hours here tomorrow. Ugh! What a pain!

I was being inpatient. Only 30 minutes had passed, and time was going by extremely slow.  I was distracted by the reminder of the call I had just recently received. Why would he call me? Its not that I wasn’t glad that he did, but why would he? So many questions passed through my head making it hard to forget the event. I was growing anxious to leave. I needed to talk to Harry. I wanted to talk to him, I wanted to hear his voice his deep voice that made my heart melt. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I wanted to call him right now, but I couldn’t. I had no choice but to wait.

I tried to distract myself from that topic by doodling on a notebook. I was so lost into what I was doing I didn’t even notice the time. “Okay students its 6:10. You may leave now. I don’t want to see none of you here next week goodbye.” After Mr. Anderson finished I grabbed my things and rushed to the door leaving my friends behind. I was too busy thinking about Harry.  My mother was already waiting for me outside. “How was the study session?” I had told my mom that because I didn’t want to worry her, so I lied. “Great mother!” I replied and we drove home.

Hello! whoever still reads this. Really sorry that this update is shitty and short and very very late. School takes too much time away from me and I am also involved in theatre, so I've doing that. well I hope you at least enjoyed reading this. I'm on spring break , so I'll probably update more. Have a good night/day. Much love. xxxxx