𝓢𝓾𝓰𝓪𝓻 : 𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓢𝓽𝔂𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓓𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓘𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼

Only You

Song: Sleepwalk - Santo and Johnny

Word Count: 5,367

Aaliyah-

I walk the same way every day to all of my classes. The same hallways, every day; the same courtyard shortcuts every day. I see him, every, single day. I don't know his name, but I can picture him in my mind.

He's tall, with unruly hair, and older than me, that I know. His lips are a rosy pink, so full and kissable. He is friends with all the popular hot guys, but he stands out amongst them.

Even in the boring school uniform, he is still the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

I heard him talk once while I was at lunch. His voice is deep and rich with a faint accent, I could listen to him talk about nothing for hours.

I've never been one to be social. I only had one friend and she left last year. I never asked her who he was 'cause I was too nervous to bring him up in conversation.

But tonight during our ritual Skype call I swallowed my fears and decided to ask her.

"So, what's going on with you, Aaliyah?" Her voice came out static-y due to our connection.

"Nothing, much really," I paused, gathering the courage to ask her about him. "Um, do you remember this one guy from last year? He was tall had dark curly hair and was really popular."

"What grade was he in?" She asked.

"Uh, I think maybe he was a senior."

At our school every grade had its own wing. Freshmen and Sophomore classes were on one side of the school, while Junior and Seniors were on the other side. It was a rare occasion to see any upperclassmen on the lower classmen side of the school, but like clock work I would see him every Tuesday and Thursday during the schools block schedule. 

"Oh! I know who you're talking about, his name is Harry Styles, yeah, his sister used to work for my Mom at the flower shop a couple years ago. Why do you ask?" Her camera shifted a bit by her movements.

"B-because, I like him," I say quietly.

"I liked him too, he's hot as fuck," She chucked. "I heard he has a monster cøck and a tongue that performs wonders-"

"Okay, you can stop now-"

"And his fingers have a better touch than God himself-"

"Okay! I get it! He's very skilled!" I exclaimed. I could hear Mia's laughing, while I fell back in my bed and let out a long sigh.

Once her laughing had stopped she tried to get my attention.

"Hey, dude?" I sit back up looking at her with an annoying expression. "How long have you liked him?" Her tone became serious and concerned.

"Since last year," I think back to the time I first saw him in the hallway, I knew that I was never going to stop thinking about him. "I don't think he'll like me though, I'm only a freshman and he's a senior."

"So? Most of the girls in his grade are boring and fake. You are fun and one of the most genuine people I know, he'd be lucky to have you, man."

"Thanks, Mi, that means a lot," I say giving her soft smile.

"Anything for you, man." We both chuckle.

•••

I woke up the next morning and did my normal morning routine. I took a shower and all I could think about was him. His smile, the way he carries himself, the way Mia decided his "skills" made my mind wander other places that I felt I shouldn't be thinking about.