~Harry Styles~
•Thursday: Texting In Class•
All I could think about is N. What she look like? What's she doing right now? Does she think about me ever since yesterday? My mind is all about her. Sitting in history class, listening about WWI over and over again. I felt my phone vibrate on the desk, glancing at Mr. Lawson who has his back towards the class writing down on the dusty, dirty chalk board I saw that I had a text message from N. Smiling, I opened up the message.
"English is to boring listening to other people's presentations. What are you doing H?"
"Yesterday, your friend Louis did a presentation about how guys attract girls...and I'm just listening to Mr. Lawson talk about WWI again -.-." I quickly typed fast before sir turned around to check if everyone is listening. My phone vibrated again once he turned back around.
"I thought he was joking about that! Arg, he did that at yesterday's lesson." I silently chuckled at her message replying back.
"2 minutes till class is over." I figured that I'm just going to stay where I usually sit in the library, like, if she was there before while I didn't see her than we might not run into each other. But if we do...we wouldn't know.
"I almost got caught being on my phone, talk when it's recess H."
When the bell rang, I walked fast to the library. My heart beating fast, my palms all sweaty and shaky and my forehead damped. Why was I nervous? I don't even know what she looks like. Sitting in my sit between two book shelfs, like usual, I took a long breath in and a long breath out. Eating my banana while drinking a can of coke, my music lowered down and went back up again, seeing what that was I got a text message.
"Are you in the library?" I looked up from my phone looking in between the gaps of the books, seeing no one.
"Everyday I am."
"I love how our library is big, we are the only ones here and we can't see each other." Our library is actually big and she has made a good point.
"I think it's good. I kind of like texting you but in a way I want to meet you."
"Your the first person in school, besides my friends, that I actually want to meet and be with :)"
"Even though I don't have friends. I also want to meet you N :3"
"So, I'm not your friend? :("
"No, you are. I just mean like, you know. Arg it's hard to explain N."
"Hahaha I'm just playing with you H. Hey, look at the front desk. Mrs. Destiny seems to be looking at something interesting ;)" I looked up, leaning over a bit, at the front desk sat Mrs. Destiny licking her lips constantly and widening her eyes.
"I wonder what she's doing."
"Only she knows H."
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We haven't stopped talking ever since this morning at lesson one. I'm in art class right now and our teacher gave us a new assignment. We have to paint what we feel. Right now, I feel happiness, love and loneliness at the same time. Getting all the paint colours and collecting a new canvas in the storage room, I began painting how I feel.
"Mr. Harry Styles," Mrs. Sky said to me, observing my art, "The sketch looks amazing, could you explain to me what your mind created?"
"Well," I cleared my throat, talking in a low voice so no one here's me, "This boy over here, is sitting in a lake, his happy his finally got someone but also a bit sad that his missing his family. He's listening to his music because he gets drifted away in the song because it relates to him." I finished off looking at my teachers grey eyes. She patted my back.
"It's perfect Harry, keep going." As I continued painting getting the right sort of texture. My phone buzzed again, smiling seeing "1 new message from: N". Wiping my hands onto my apron I checked the message.
"It's been such a long day, lucky there's only 10 minutes left."
"Today has been..different. I feel alive you know. I have so much inspiration in me, I could paint all day." This feeling has never occurred to me but it seems ever since N and I have been talking, my heart seems to be filling in the hole thats been there forever.
"I get that feeling every time, it's amazing right?"
"Very amazing. Hey, stop texting me and focus on your history lesson. I'm losing the inspiration :P"
"Ha ha ha very funny H, message you after school." Smiling at her message I continued painting.
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Sorting out more dvd's at work, my favourite song came on 'UNI- Ed Sheeran', looking around the store and only seeing my uncle on the phone in the office room. I began singing along. When I heard the store bell ring I stopped singing. Looking at a girl with long wavy brown hair, brown eyes and fairly tall but medium height. She was wearing a black scarf, white shirt, blue skinny jeans, a black cardigan and boots. Walking to the cashier desk, she walked up to me.
"Hey, I'm here to return these DvD's." I nodded my head, grabbing them and scanning them, her name popped up on the screen. Natalie Parks.
"Here's my favourite customer, hello Natalie." My uncle hug the girl and continued talking while I finished scanning her DvD's.
"Bye Mr. Scott. I'll see you later, thank you for the new guitar." She said as she walked out the door. Is it weird that her name reminded me of N? Because her name is Natalie, I mean there's so much people in the world whose name starts with N. As I continued waiting till my shift was done I headed to my apartment.
After taking a nice shower and eating my dinner, I went on my phone.
"How was work?" Was the message she sent me.
"It was okay, not much people today. How was your day after school?"
"I played my new guitar with my brother when I got home. I taught him the basics and his getting really good. You could say I'm a pro ;)"
"I might have to be the judge of that when we meet aha."
"Yeah, yeah. These kids I'm babysitting now are easy. I gave them popcorn and a movie and now there not crazy."
"You must be good with kids then."
"Thats correct, how about you H?"
"I love kids, they bring happiness."
We kept messaging each other until she had to go to sleep. Once she said a good night to me, I went to my bedroom, picking up my family photo.
"So, guys, I've been talking to a girl on my phone. I don't know her name yet but it starts with a N. She brings happiness to me guys. Gemma just by talking to her I think you guys will be best friends. And mum, you'll love her if you were to ever meet her. And dad..well I hope your proud of me of finally having someone. I love you's so much. Goodnight." Placing the picture back on the nightstand, I rested my hands under my head starring at the ceiling. I really want to meet N, I want to see her face, I want to make eye contact with her. But I want to take time, we can't meet just yet.
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Hi again, I updated again because I really like this story that I'm doing. N is Selena Gomez by the way. I also just did a random name of Harry's uncle since I don't know the real name. Please keep reading.
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FanfictionHarry is a regular school boy in high school. He doesn't talk to anyone, doesn't have any friends, he has no one. He sits by himself and draws in his text books. He always listens to music. He always reads in the library at break time. During his r...
