I look at him with my grayish-blue eyes and then nod, laughing a bit.
"Oh yeah, that's why you seemed familiar. I shouldn't be speaking to you. Don't want to ruin your fun day of fame." I state and begin to walk back to my house.
I heard him scoff a bit. "Don't judge me just because I'm famous!"
And I just continue to walk away.
I didn't need to get involved in anything like that. I just moved here to gain a stress free life.
I arrive back to my house and notice the guy from the moving truck standing on the porch.
"I'm so sorry I kept you waiting!" I say and rush to the door, unlocking it to let us both in.
He just stayed silent, an annoyed expression on his scruffy face as he walked inside.
I follow behind and set my bag down. I signed the papers on his clipboard for the truck rental.
After about 2 hours my furniture was moved in. Thanking the man, I shut the door behind him.
"Now time to relax." I say and smile, slipping my shoes off.
I patter my feet to the kitchen and make a cup of hot, green tea. I add some honey and then walk to the living room.
I sit down on the couch and sip at my tea, scrolling through the boring feed of twitter.
@harry_styles: Why can't people just see I'm a normal guy?
I stare at the tweet and lick my chapped lips.
This couldn't be about what happened earlier when we ran into each other, was it?
I just shrug it off and set my phone down, putting my mug in the sink before walking upstairs.
I change into a basic cami and sweatpants, putting my hair into a messy bun.
Walking into the bathroom I wash my makeup off and brush my teeth, getting this weird feeling in my stomach. Butterflies.
I slid into my bed and got under the duvet, fluttering my eyes shut.
That was the first time I had thought and dreamed about Harry styles.
Something I never thought would happen.
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Fanfictiona boy and a girl meet and they fall in love, the sad part is that they don't get to say goodbye.