My beginning of a Harry styles fanfic. If it does well I might keep writing! So if you want me to continue you better be persuasive!!
and it's my first attempt at a fanfic so sorry if it's awful.. Haha (;
Kayla xx
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When I first saw him, the moment was unreal. The way his chocolate curls wrapped around his forehead, the way his emerald green eyes shimmered I the sunlight. His cool yet casual lean against the park bench as you chatted amongst you're mates. I couldn't believe that I, Sophie Crews, was within 20 feet of the mysterious guy that my bestfriend was just talking about last week. I was standing there, dumbfounded my mouth probably wide open and drool dripping when I realized he had turned around completely and was staring right at me. I didn't even know youre name but he was gorgeous. As I noticed him staring I snapped my mouth shut just as I realized my cheeks were warming up and I looked like a dumbass. I smiled all cheeky like and turned to walk away. Just then I heard a voice. I'd never heard him speak before but I knew it was him. "WAIT!" he yelled. I stopped, worrying that he was going to think Im some kind of wack job for staring. I turned around slowly and saw him walking towards me.
Harrys pov-
I was chatting with some mates of mine in the park when Louis hinted at the girl staring at us, well me, with her mouth hanging open and possibly some drool as well. I didn't exactly understand why though, I mean I don't think I'm very attractive at all . Bur she obviously thought different . And her, she was gorgeous. The prettiest girl that I had ever seen. I knew instantly that I would have to see her and get to know her. When I turned around I think she realized then that she was staring . She snapped her mouth shut and mumbled something I could barely make out I think she said "oopsyy" Then her cheeks turned brought red, she flashed a bright cheeky smile with perfect teeth. She turned and started to walk away. At first I noticed her thick brown hair in a insanely long braid going almost to her waist. She was the definition of beauty. Then it hit me, I may NEVER see this girl again. I relized what a bloody thought that was and decided to call after her, to make sure I would see her again. "WAIT!" i yelled. She froze and turned around slowly. I remember hoping she didn't think I was mad at her for staring. All I knew was that this girl was at the park for a reason and that reason was to meet me.
