Harry Styles; former member of the biggest boy band ever and now solo artist. He's got money, fame, and recognition. Fame gets tiring after awhile.
What if he was able to rewind time and just be... normal?
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When I first met Selena, she was unsuccessfully trying to avoid paparazzi as she exited a restaurant. "Leave her alone!" I shout as I shoo off the pests. I'm sure they snapped a picture of me telling them off.
"Thanks for that. They never leave me alone." She says. I nod and say "no problem, I can't get any privacy either." She giggles and says "so, I'm finally meeting the great Harry Styles."
I look down at her short 5'5 stature and reply, "and I'm finally meeting the gorgeous Selena Gomez." I offered to walk her home that night and we were inseparable ever since.
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History is literally repeating itself as I watch the event unfold before my eyes. The very same event that happened four years ago. "Selena! Over here!" "Selena, who are you dating?" The paps are uncontrollable -as always. I can see the uncomfortable look on her face as I rush over to her side, like I did so many years ago.
"Leave her alone!" I shouted as I got closer. As they scurried away like rats, I watch as Sel breathes a sigh of relief. If I can only do what I did before and not screw it up, everything will be fine, I think to myself.
As I walk her home, I listen as she tells me things about herself. I focus and nod as if I didn't already know all of these things. She grew up in Texas with her mom. Her middle name is Marie. I laugh out loud when she tells me that her life goal is to invent a pickle flavored gum. "That'd be bloody disgusting." I grimace. She argues that pregnant women everywhere would love her for coming up with such an amazing gum.
I laugh like it's the first time I'm hearing all of this. Except the laughs are genuine. The feelings are genuine. What I have for Selena is and always will be genuine.
When we arrive at her downtown apartment, she gives me her number and I hug her as I promise to give her a call.
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The Next Morning
I wake up with a smile on my face remembering last night. I look at the clock on my nightstand. 8:45 AM, I wonder if Selena is awake yet. I pull out my phone and give her a ring. After a few seconds, she answers.
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"Hello?" Her voice is lovely. "Good morning, it's Harry, did I wake you?" She sighs and says "yeah, you did but it's okay." "I'm sorry. Can I make it up to you with breakfast?"
"Harry Styles, are you asking me out on a date?" My heart leaps when she asks that. "I suppose I am." Before hanging up, she tells me to meet her in 20 minutes.
