Finish Line // harrystyles

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-margaux-

"Let's go to Finish Line!" my perky friend Angeline says. We were trying to figure out where to go to get her boyfriend's present at. I sigh, knowing that she's gonna make me get them. She says that she doesn't have good taste, but honestly it's quite the opposite. She has a great style.

"Come on, I know you're gonna make me get them for you because you say that you have bad style!" She shrugs. I sigh again, and grab the car keys. I motion for her to come on, and she grabs her wallet.

We get in the car and drive down to the mall, hoping it's not as crowded as it was last week when we were trying to go Christmas shopping. I turn up the radio, and tap my fingers to the beat of the songs that play.

"I hope they have shoes that he likes! He's very picky ya know!" Yeah, I do know. Angeline got him an iPhone for his birthday two months ago, and he pitched a hissy fit because it was white and he wanted a black one.

I just nod and continue focusing on the road. We're just about there, when there is loads of traffic. I look ahead, and I see a big line of cars going to the mall. "Shit," I say hitting the wheel. I give Angeline an apologetic look and sit. 

The line moved very slowly, so I got on my phone. I went on instagram, twitter, etc. to make the time fly by. I move my phone to an angle where it can get Ange and me in a photo, and take it.

I take quite a few, trying to get at least one good decent picture. I scroll through the photos, and found one that was perfect. I smile and go into editing. I have to admit, I'm a pretty good editor. 

When I go into college, I hope I major in photography. I really love taking photos, it's just my passion. I post it on instagram and I get likes right away. Then, I see one like that catches my eye.

"Hey, I think Harry Styles just liked my photo!" I say excitedly. Harry Styles was the most popular boy in school. He's always around this skank, though. Amy, I think her name is? I don't even know.

She grabbed my phone and looked at me with wide eyes. I grabbed my phone back and click on his profile. "15k? Holy crap we barely have 1k at our school!" I say, surprised. After I'm finished freaking out, the line moves up.

After a along wait. we finally got to park. We walked inside and got squished between people trying to walk to all of the stores and stuff. I eventually had to drag Ange through there because she was always getting stuck.

We walked to Finish Line and saw not a lot of people there. Thank god. We walked inside, and was greeted by a woman a bit older than me who didn't seem like she wanted to be there. We greeted her back and started going through the store.

"Go find Lloyd's present1 I'll be in the girls part looking for some new running shoes!" Ange yells at me on her way there. I always feel weird when she does that because it's a pretty rare sight seeing a woman shop for men's shoes.

I start going through the aisles looking through the countless amounts of shoes. "Is there anything you need help with? Ya know, the women's section is across the store," A boy with a deep, husky voice chuckles.

"Oh, it's alr- wait you're Harry!" I say. He laughs then smiles a cheeky smile. He's a cutie. "Well, yeah I am. And, you must be Margaux," he says. My mouth opens slightly, shocked that he knew my name.

"I'm not a stalker or anything, I saw you on Instagram." he says. I laugh and we stand there in an awkward silence. 

"I'm looking for shoes for my friend's boyfriend because she says she has terrible taste and he's really picky," I finally say. He nods, and walks away. "Well, aren't you gonna follow me?" He says with a smirk.

We walk over to a section, and we find these really nice shoes that I'm sure he will like. "Oh my gosh, these are perfect! Thank you!" I say giving him a hug. He chuck;es and hugs me back.

"Well, I gotta get back, so I see you around, Margaux," he says. I smile and wave goodbye. I walk over to Ange, and she's sitting in the waiting area with a box of shoes.

"Took you long enough! At least you got some nice shoes," she says. "Sorry, I was just talking to Harry Styles and he helped me pick something out for him," I almost fall on the floor from her reaction. It was hilarious!

"You talked to Harry Styles?! What the hell!!" She exclaims. I nod and laugh. We walk out of the store and get in the car. Thank the lord we were leaving. It was way too crowded in there for any human. 

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I groan when the sound of my alarm clock wakes me up from my sleep. I smack my hand on it and end hitting the table. I sigh and open my eyes so I can actually see what I was doing.

I get up and walk to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. I finish, and go into my room and pick out what I want to wear. Since it was winter, I decided on something warm.

I wore a blue Chiffon shirt, dark washed skinny jeans, grey vans, and blue bracelets. I curled my hair and put on nude pink lipstick, as well as some mascara and eyeliner. 

After I'm finished getting ready, I head downstairs. I grab an apple and turn on the tv. I sit on the couch and get on my phone to check social networks.

I check instagram, and Harry liked my photos. Not just one, not just some, all of them. Damn how long would this have taken?! He also followed me, putting a huge smile on my face. 

"Why are you smiling at your phone, honey?" my mum asks giggling. "It's nothing," I say. She shrugs and makes a cup of coffee. 

By the time I start heading out, my mum is ready for work. I stop by the kitchen and give my mum a kiss goodbye, and grab my keys. I wave goodbye at her and get in my car.

I arrive at school and go to my locker. I start to put my stuff in my locker. I start walking to Angeline's locker, knowing that she would be there. Once I get there, she isn't there. Hmh. She must be sick.

The bell rings, so I text her asking her if she's alright and why she isn't at school, and I head off to class. I sit in my seat and the history teacher, Mr. Biggs, starts the lesson. 

I write down notes, then I feel a presence beside me. I ignore it and continue, when a deep voice whispers "Hey," I stop writing my notes and look at the person. 

"Hi, Harry," I say with a smile.

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Okay hey! So I hope you liked this first part :) I don't know what to say.

Okay, I'm probably gonna upload a part tomorrow, or very very early in the morning. I like to stay up late. Makes me feel rebellious oooohh.

The picture on the sidebar is what Margaux looks like :)

Oh yeah! If you wanted to see Margaux's outfit, click the external link! I'm going to do that quite often, so if you wanna see the outfit it's most likely gonna be there if you click on the external link.

Anyways, bye :)