Dearest One (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chappy Two

Harrys pov

Today is my first dayof school as a senior! Omg im soo excited AHHH *sarcasm* If anything I dont want to go to school. Im positive me being a senior doesnt change anything, I mean, Im Harry fucking Styles. I have controll of everything, and everyone. or so i thought.

One word.

Three syllables.

Adalene.

I've seen that chick once and i haven't stopped thinking about her, she was just soo...captivating. It was during summer when I saw her, I was at starbucks waiting for my mum to arrive but when i looked up from my phone to see if my mum arrived, she was there, waiting for her drink to be called.

"Mocha Frappachino for Adalene Thomas!"

not only did I learn what drink she got, but her name. When she stepped forward to retrieve her drink, it wasnt her hair, or her emerald eyes that caught my attention, it was that smile of hers and out of instinct I took a picture of her and caught that beautiful smile on camera. I know what you're thinking, "Why are you taking a picture of a girl you dont know?" I have a passion for photography, always have, always will, not that anyone cares for my passions, anyway but here I am laying on my bed still replaying the day i saw adalene thomas, but it doesnt matter, Its not like Im ever going to see her again.

But I still kept the picture.

Adalene's pov

As I'm walking to school I hear soft foot steps from a distance. I wasnt worried, that is until they gradually started getting louder signaling the person was getting closer. shit. My heart started to accelerate and my mind began to think of all possible scenarios. I turn my head to the right a little to see if i can catch a glimpse of the person out of the corner of my eye but all I saw were black jeans with black combat boots, paired with a red flannel shirt and a beanie, as I see from the corner of my eye the style looks familiar but I am too caught up in the moment to think who it could be. Out of nowhere the person starts running towards me and thats when I cant handle it anymore, I reach into my backpack and grab my pepper spray, as im about turn around and spray the substance onto the persons face, I stop myself and put it back in my backpack realizing who was following me.

"Katya! Dont do that again! you scared the shit out of me!"

I yell to my beloved best friend. Katya's hazel eyes held confusion, confused as to what i was reffering to.

"Im sorry, jeez."

she says with an eyeroll and adjusted her glasses that unknowingly seemed to be on the bridge of her nose. As we're walking to school I take a glance at katya ans noticed why the outfit looked familiar, katya's style can sometimes come off intimidating with her black leather jacket and pierced earings but its her eyes hazel eyes that people dont seem to look at carefully like I do, her tan contrasts with her eyes making them appear green from a distance but up close they have little specks of gold when she smiles her dimpled smile. Those damn dimples i think to myself.

When we get to school katya and I go to our usual spot under the tree in front of the school doors with our group of friends, when we arrive to our spot, our friends approach us with hugs and squeels, I look over to katya and notice she looks uncomfortable and out of place, shes not much of hugger and i cant help but let out a laugh. As we're talking eachothers summer I begin to zone out and stare and think about nothing in particular, that is until I hear a car door slam. I turn to hear where the sound came from and my eyes landed on a mop of curls and bright green eyes that seemed to be starring at me, the boy looks at his phone briefly and looks back at me and walks away smirking, knowning he has my undivided attention.

Katya being the caring person she is asks me if im okay and looks around to see at whom I was looking at. "..um...yeah. Im fine, thanks." was all i could muster up at the moment. Before first period started I couldnt help but wonder who the kid was and what the hell happened between us.