Violets pov
"So whats your favorite color?" i ask "Scarlette, yours?" she replies. "Violet." i say we laugh. "you're cool." i say. "Thanks you are too." she says. "Violet! were leaving!" dad yells from downstairs. "ok!" i yell back. "it was nice meeting you." i say. "The pleasure was mine." she laughs. We go home, i find out later that night that were moving!!!!! :D
After they all move---- (sorry i just dont want to waste any time explaining how quik they pack, but they're all moved in by sunday night.)
Harrys pov
All i can think about is her. every night for the past month. ever since i saw her on american idol, shes starting her dancing carreer like she wanted to when we were together. i remember it all like it was yesterday.
"Look Stella..." i say but she cuts me off. "i understand, you're going off to start your career and you'll be too busy for a relationship." she says. "Stell, i love you b" i try to get out what im saying. "I love you too Harry but we obvisley don't love each other enough to try long distance." she says. I feel guilty. "stella thats not what i meant." i say. "Then what did you mean. i know what you meant, you said im beeaking up with you. its as simple as that. goodbye Harold Styles. i love you, and i hope we can find each other again. hopefully soon." she says. She leaves, she leaves me there all alone without a shoulder to cry on. i love her.
I love her, i miss her, i want to find my stella. I get a brilliant idea! shes in town right now, so i find which hotel shes in. shes staying at western inn. i ask the lady at the desk which room. "sir i can not give away info- you're h-Harry styles!" she says. "Yes." i say "242. room 242." she whispers. "thank you." i say and smile. I knock on stellas door. a guy answers, "oh i think i have the wrong room... uhm this is room 242? isnt it?" i ask the guy. "so it appears to be. this isn't my room, its my girlfriends stellas." he says. That hits me hard, "oh sorry i think i have the numbers mixed up." i say. I dont want to get in any trouble with this guy, hes built. "babe whos at the door." i hear stellas voice. i almost start crying. "well i had better get going, sorry to bother you." i say. "Oh it was-" he starts "Harry?" stella asks. I turn back at her, "stella??" i ask "wwhy are you here?" she asks. "Well i came to visit my good friend but i think i got the numbers mixed up." i say her boyfriend buys it but she doesn't. I know her better than that. "oh well uhm its was nice to see you again." she says. "Yeah, uhm i'd better be going." i say. "Bye Harry." she says. "Bye stella, and--" i say. "Jacob." he says. "Jacob, it was nice meeting you." i say and leave before that got any more akward.
Stellas pov
I cant beleive Harry showed up here. i forgot how much i missed him until i saw him again. "stella who was that?" jake asks me. "my ex." i say. "Oh." he says. I love him...
