So here's chapter 2. Enjoy! :)
Chapter 2
"My name is Harry. Harry styles."
The words play over and over in my head and the more that I think about it his voice sounds familiar from all of the hundreds of interview I have watched.
God damn it say some thing Annabelle!!!
"Um h-Harry styless!?" I screech
"So are you a fan?" I hear him smile through the phone.
Sound subtle Annabelle. He's a human. He's Harry styles. Sound normal Annabelle god damn it.
"Um yeah I love your music"
"Cool. I love you hair" Harry says
*harry pov*
I love your hair!? Really Harry!? I should work on not saying things out loud. At least she said that she's a fan! Yay!!! I am so determined to find more out about this girl. She is so mysterious and captivating between her hair and long slim body, and her voice I just wanted to know more about her.
"So um What's your favorite color?" I ask and then mentally slap myself. I am so lame. god Harry.
Annabelle laughs the cutest fit of giggles I have ever heard.
"I bet that you can guess that I like purple! What's your favorite color?" She asks.
"I like orange... And blue I guess"I say "but I'm starting to like purple the most" I say in a low voice. I'm not sure if she heard but I hear a little gasp from the other line. So I'm guessing that she heard. I smirk at my amazing flirting skills. Alright I need to see this girl but I need to know her better before I ask her out... time to take this to the next level. I have an idea.
*annabelle pov*
"Oh shit! I have to go!! How about we Skype in an hour. What do you say? My Skype is harry_styles. Be ready in an hour bye!" Harry says quickly
I hear the other line go silent.
HOLY SHIT.
*Harrys pov*
Smooth Harry, smooth
*Annabelle pov*
"BELLAAAAAAA" I scream at the top of my lungs.
"EMERGENCY MAKEOVER RIGHT NOW." I scream again. That got her attention. She doesn't even ask what happened. She runs into the bathroom, grabs her bag of makeup and hair products and she runs back over. I explain to her everything that had happened and she flips out almost more than I did!
She starts on my hair while I do my makeup. I put on some simple make up to even out my blotchy skin and I put on a coat of mascara. Bella styles my lilac hair into its somewhat natural beach waves. I actually look quite nice. All that I need is an outfit. Hmm. I grab my favorite old studded high waisted jean shorts and a well fitting white long sleeve shirt. I take a look in the mirror. It goes along nicely with my total of 7 ear piercings. I grab my lap top from my desk and I set it on my bed. I type in Harry's Skype name into my account and it immediately pops up. He's offline. I wonder why he had to go and I wonder what he's doing now...
*harrys pov*
"You will be fine man calm down." Liam says in attempt to calm my nerves. I'm pacing around the room.
"But what if it's awkward to actually be talking to each other!!!"
"Listen bro, you got to take a deep breath. You are Harry styles. Master of flirting. You got this man!" Zayn says while rubbing my shoulders.
"I don't just want to flirt with her. I want to show her that I am worthy of her. She's so captivating. Her
Hair is-" I got cut off but all the boys saying
"The most brilliant shade of purple" they all say in a mocking voice.
"Oh... Did I mention that already?"
"About a hundred times! Boo bear. It's been an hour of preparation and pep talks. You ready?" Louis asks.
"Ready." I take a deep breath logging into Skype. Annabelle's name instantly pops up. I click on the call button. It's starts ringing,
And ringing
And ringing
And ringing
Until the face of this beautiful purple haired girl pops up on my screen.
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Love is purple
FanfictionAnnabelle Turner, a 17 year old who lives in New York, is a normal girl, with bright purple hair. Over summer break, Annabelle bumps into One Direction's Harry Styles under some strange circumstances, and as they spend more time together they start...