Starstruck [Harry Styles Fan Fiction]

Chapter 5 --- The hunt for the voice hottie

Chapter 5 --- The hunt for the voice hottie

Harry's POV

"Your voice is beautiful." the words came out of my mouth before I can even stop it.

I do give compliments a lot. But I think I startled this lady.

Her voice is beautiful and lovely. It turns me on.

"Who's there?" she asked, her back facing my direction. Damn! I can't see her face.

Please turn around, please.

What? Will I approach her or not? Come on, Harry, keep moving.

But, if I will walk to her, what will I say? 'Hey, a beautiful voice you have!' , 'Hey, can you sing again?' , 'Hi, what's your name? You want to eat?' , 'Hi, I'm Harry Styles, what's your name?' 

Ugh. Think, Harry! Think.

I was about to walk to her direction when we heard an announcement coming from the wall speakers.

'Everybody, please proceed to the Front Hall A for the program. Attendance will be checked. Thank you.'

Then, I saw her walk away heading towards Front Hall A.

Well, that was really fast. What just happened? I'm supposed to approach her and tell her how her voice turns me on! What the fuck just happened?

Oh God, what kind of luck do I have?

Denise's POV

I made my way to the Front Hall A for the program.

"Your voice is beautiful." a guy's voice came out of nowhere.

I'm getting really scared. Did that really happen or was I hearing things that I'm not supposed to hear? Christ, help me.

I entered Hall A and as usual, thousands of students filled it.

I sat at the back, alone, as usual.

Then the emcee started speaking whom I recognize as Krissy Mile.

"Welcome, fellow students!" she greeted, cheerfully and full of energy.

Everybody settled down on their seats and paid attention.

Will One Direction be performing now? Or are they done? But it doesn't really matter, Harry's sick and he can't sing now.

"Sis!"

"Oh, hi, Leigh." my sister sat beside me. "Where are your friends?"

"Can't find them. I'll just join you."

"Oh kay." I answered. I'm surprised that Leighla's not with her friends right now.

I've always wondered why my sister has freaking friends but I don't. Not because I'm nerdy or geek or something. But because I don't like to make friends here. I never wanted attention and people in this school are petty bitches. Of course I'm not included.

There were speakers everywhere and the emcee's voice is so loud and kind of annoying.

Time passed while I'm listening to Leigh ramble about how hot the members of the boy band 'One Direction' are.

"Leigh, okay, I get it. They're hot."

"You're supposed to really mean what you say."

"I am. I said they're hot. Just stop, okay?"

"Not okay."

"Pft." I hate it when Leigh is so noisy and she can't shut up.

"Is Harry hot?" she asked waggling her eyebrows and poking me on the shoulders and I can't help but grin.

"Leigh, that was completely random."

"You didn't answer my question."

"What the hell?"

"Answer my question."

"Shut up."

"Answer my fucking question."

"Okay! I think he is so hot and gorgeous and handsome and I want to see him again and I mean it."

"You do?"

"I do? What?"

"You said you wanted to see him again."

I did? "I did?"

"Yup." she said popping the 'p'.

What the hell did I just say? 'I think he is so hot and gorgeous and handsome and I want to see him again and I mean it.' Am I crazy or what? I think I need to see my psychologist again.

"Are you inlove with him?" she said, poking me again.

I think my cheeks are burning. Fuck. "I'm not inlove with him." I said mocking her tone. "And stop poking me."

"Whatever you say." she answered, poked me again, waggled her eyebrows and winked. A crazy sister I have.

Harry's POV

"Hey, Harry, how're ya?" Niall asked, playing with the flower vase on the bed side table.

I'm back at the school clinic with the lads. They just finished performing on stage a while ago. I had no chance of joining them. Poor me. Spank my headache and sore throat.

"I'm alright." I answered. I'm so not myself right now and I don't know why.

I guess because of the girl's voice or maybe because of the girl in the airport. What the fuck is happening to me?

"Are you not going to ask how was our performance?" Zayn asked.

"Sorry, I'm not really in the mood." I said and covered my face with the pillow.

"Is it because of the girl you met on the airport?" Louis asked.

"Ugh, I don't know." I groaned. "What's happening to me?"

"You're in love." they said in chorus.

"What?" I'm in love? With who?

"You heard us." Liam said.

"I'm not and I don't even know the girl's name! Or who I'm inlove with."

"Did something happen a while ago?" Zayn asked. Ah great, Harry, now they're going to ask questions. I'm not in the fucking mood right now.

I looked at them and all of their eyebrows are raised. What?

"We're listening." Niall said.

"Okay I was supposed to get my phone from Niall's bag in the cafeteria A when I heard a girl singing as I passed the hallway and her voice was so lovely and everything and she's driving me crazy." I sighed. "I mean, I know I'm crazy but now I'm beyond crazy."

I looked at their faces and they were all grinning.

"What?" I asked.

"She's driving you crazy, eh?" Liam said.

"Shut up."

"Well, I guess we need to find the voice hottie for Hazza." Louis said and they exchanged high fives.

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Hey I'm sorry for a lame chapter but I hope you like I know this is short but I promise the next chapters will be longer.

What do you think will happen if Harry finds out that the girl in the airport and the voice hottie is the same? Hmmm.. find out!!

I'll try to update even if I have a busy schedule. Hihi have a nice day! Lotsalove and always eating oreos, Sophi~