Campaign (Harry Styles)

fifteen

final chapter oh mY

 t h e  n e x t  d a y . . .

I strolled down the street to the plaza. I needed to get over the damn dream, even though it felt so real. How could it be fake? Well, I am walking through a street in England, and it hasn't been taken over by Zayn, so that's something, right? I huffed and stuffed my hands in my jean pockets. Might as well keep thinking about it more if I can't get it out of my head.

Stupid idea.

The plaza had gift shops, toy stores, and cafés. I decided to stop at a coffee shop before I went back home. When I opened the doors, I could instantly smell coffee beans and creme. The place wasn't too packed, which I was grateful for. There was no line, and that made me happy.

I walked up to the barista. “Hi, could I just have an ordinary cup of coffee?"

She pressed some buttons on the cash register and got a cup. "Name?"

"Harry."

"Have I seen you before?"

"You probably have. I'm in a band."

"Oh, what band?"

"One Direction."

She laughs. "That's a stupid name for a band, isn't it?"

I stare at her in awe. That's something Ellie would say.

"What?" She questions.

"What's your name, if I may ask?"

"McKenna. Why?"

"Does the name 'Ellie' sound famililar to you?"

"Well, yeah, it's my middle name." She furrows her eyebrows. "How'd you know that?"

I study her face and smile. 

"It's you."  

lame ending ugh

but yea... that's it

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even though it sucked

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- rere x