Dreaming of you ((larry stylinson))

Dreaming of You

"Today you will be creating a short journal/diary of the one you love. It could be your best friend, your parents, you boyfriend or girlfriend, your siblings, anyone who you feel is important in your life." the teacher said as he passed out notebooks. I honestly didn't know what write. i thought and thought. I wasn't in a relationship. I live alone. i don't have any friends. Who could I write about? I glared down at my paper, just thinking. Then it hit me. I do have someone in my life. I had never met him before, well not in real life, only in my dreams. His name was Harry. Harry Styles.

It was February when i had the first dream. I was walking through the park when i slipped and fell."Ouch!" I yelped. Suddenly a tall boy rushed towards me. He was one those guys that looked like they just stepped out of a magazine. He was wearing a Jack Wills hoodie, jeans, white converse and Raybans. He reached his hand down and i took it gladly."Are you alright?" he asked me. I nodded. "yeah just slipped on some ice." The weather in England wasn't pleasant exspeciallyi in winter. He smiled and patted me on the back. "yeah the ice isn't very comfy or safe." he chuckled. I smiled and examined him more carefuly. He had that hair that everyone wanted. You just wanted to reach up and touch it. Curly and brown and thick. I tried to keep myself from touching it and looked at his face. He had a wonderful smile, which showed off his dimples. His eyes were another thing. Bright green irises that you could just stare in and get lost. He was slightly taller than i was by about a few inches. I looked down at his hand, which waas still gripping mine tightly but comfortly. They were beautiful hands. It may sound weird, but honestly he had great hands. Long fingers and strong hands. He smiled and started shaking my hand. "I'm Harry." he said cheekily. I smiled and looked back into his eyes. "I'm Louis." I said. The ice on my bum wasn't helping much with the fact that it was almost 20 degrees outside and I wasn't wearing a jacket. He seemed to notice and started to pull his hoodie off. "Oh no it's fine I'll just go home and grab a jacket." I said waving it off. "No I insist, you like your whole body will get frostbite any minute now." he replied and handed me his hoodie. I smiled and shrugged it on. Oh was it warm and comfy. It was slightly big on me, but it was so warm, and it held his scent. His scent was....delicious. It was like vanilla but fruity and spicy, like everything in one but none of it at all. It matched his looks. Wonderful. I smiled at the thought and offered him to get some coffee or hot chocolate. He nodded and grabbed my hand and oulled into the nearest cafe. We ordered some hot drinks and just talked. I found a lot about him. He has an older sister named Gemma. He loves to sing and his parents are divorced. When i had to leave he pecked me on the cheek and was about to say something, that's when i woke up.

A/N: so yeah my lovelies i deleted 'the almost kiss' because it was boring but if i think of a way to make it better then ill post it back up. but anyways this is a new one and i have already written alot of it and sent it to friends and they want more and they told me to post it on here or tumblr and so yeah hereit is this is just like the little intro thing okay whenever there is a big space betweent two paragraphs it means that its a dream coming up that hes writing in his diary. but that soundeed so confusing so just read youll understand hopefully. so yeah im just ranting on and stuff but itll get longer so dont worry! luff yall and yeah so heyyyy for real and now byeee i guess? ahaha anyways :)xx