Unknown Letters (A Harry Styles FanFiction)

Chapter 5: Opening

What the fuck could she put in this package I’m getting. Plus why didn’t she just ship it to the house like she did with all the other letters? I don’t fucking understand and that’s pissing me off. What if I don’t want to do what she wants me to. I mean I’m my own person, therefore I can do what I want.

I pull into a parking space at the post office. I’m surprised no one is really here. According to Liam, when he comes it’s always so full here since it’s like smack in the middle of town. So everyone comes here.

I go in and ask the lady for the package. She gives it to me and just stares. Yes I understand I have piercings and tattoos, but there’s no need to stare. Oh my god.

“I just need you to sign here, Sir.”

“Sure, whatever.” I sign and just leave her standing their like she’s just seen an elephant run down the street. Sometimes people really annoy the shit out of me.

“Hey Haroldddd” Louis slurred. I don’t know how he could have found me that quick. I just got here, at the bar.

“Where’s the boys?”

“How am I supposed to know, I’ve been dancing and drinking.”

“Louis…”

“I’m serious I don’t know. I’m now going to go find a girl.” He then walks away on to the dance floor and just starts dancing with some random ass chick. It’s weird how even when Louis is drunk, he still has his fucking sass. It cracks me up.

I start to walk around trying to find either Niall, or Liam, but they are no where in sight. They probably already found a girl and started fucking her. Although Liam doesn’t do that much. Although, he just got over a break up, so he probably did find a girl. He does that a lot.

Looks like I’m just going to leave and go to my apartment to open this package…

I open the package just to find another fucking note/letter. That’s all that’s in the package. Nothing else in it. Now why couldn’t she just send the letter? Why did it have to be in a package? Ugh.

The letter says

“Hi there again,

I hope you had a fun time finding these instructions in this package. All you have to do is follow the instructions below, if you do maybe you are bad ass, but if you don’t you’re a coward.

1.    Tell your closest friend what you really think of me.

2.    Convince them to go on this journey with you.

3.    You write a letter back to me.

4.    Have him/her write a letter to me, but you cannot see what it says or tell them what to say.

5.    The day after you send both letters, meet me.

Have fun buttercup.

Address: 26 Bellevue Road, London, SW17 7EB “

Well maybe if my closest friend wasn’t drunk and fucking girls right now I could do as she says, but maybe since Louis is drunk, he won’t remember what I tell him. Might as well give it a try, so I call him because there is no way I’m driving back to that shit place bar.

“Hellloooo?”

“Louis, can I tell you something?”

“Sure Harold, but hurry up, you interrupted me and this chick.”

“Well your hormones are going to have to wait Boobear.”

“Whatever just speak.”

“Well it’s about Lara…” God, how am I supposed to tell him that I really want to meet her but I can’t hurt her like I did to others. She also can’t know the true me. Or my past. God dammit. Why is everything do difficult?

“Go on..” He encourages me..

“Even thought I have met Lara, I think I like her. Not like the other girls. She seems different Louis. I really want to meet her, but I can’t. I can’t hurt her like the others. She can’t know me, or my past.” I start rambling. I just spilled out all my emotions about this whole situation to my closest friend.

“Woah Woah, Harry slow down. What exactly was in this package she sent?”

“It was just another fucking letter telling me the order to do things to prove I’m a badass. The last thing on the list on is to meet her.”

“Do it Harry. Just do it, you’ll be okay.” And with that Louis hangs up. He hangs up just like that. What the actual fuck? I need someone to talk to about this. But she said to just tell my closest friend what I think about her, so I did exactly that.

Now I just have to get Louis to go on this whole journey with me. What if he doesn’t want to? Then what? Would I have to go by myself? She never said anything. If only she really knew how it was with my friends and I. I need to call Louis again.

“What do you want now?”

“I need you to go on this whole journey with me, meeting Lara. I also need you to write Lara a letter basically anything you want. But I cannot see your letter.”

“Fine Harry. But under one circumstance..”

“Okay…”

Louis tells me the circumstance. I really don’t want to go by it, because it will hurt her so dearly. But I absolutely need to meet her.

The next morning I finish righting a letter back to her, and Louis gives me his letter. I’m actually very surprised he remembered to right one, speaking of how wasted and high he was last night. That boy, I tell you, is something else.

Now all I have to do is wait till tomorrow, then Louis and I head out to meet this girl….