I Will Find You

Chapter 1 - I Will Find You

Chapter 1 - First day I saw him

Hi. My name is Lucy. Lucy Hale. I was born and grew up in Puerto Rico. My parents are from New York. I moved to the U.S.A. to follow my dream. But we're not here to talk about that. We're here to talk about my story since that day I performed in that little bakery in Cheshire when I was 15 years old.

I'm a singer and an actress. I was discovered at the age of 14. A very recognized teen star by now. They call me the female Justin Bieber..Yeah..bad. The thing is, they call me that cause I was discovered and got famous really fast. If you want to know how I became famous, I'll make a long story short. This unnamed actor heard me singing and took me to a record label. They signed me and I also booked some auditions, which I got and ta-da. People knew me, and thankfully liked and accepted me. I moved to the States because, well, I wanted. I moved alone. My family wasn't the most supportive. But I still send them checks and stuff to help out. We weren't poor. My dad actually had a very nice salary. But, my dad owed a lot of money from something I never knew about so all of his money went on that plus obviously the house things, cell phones, Internet and so on. Now back on to my little story. I lived with that unnamed actor till I turned 16 when I bought myself an apartment and moved there. Yeah, I was young. But I had my guardian.

Okay. So moving on from that little story. Let's talk about that day. And the rest of my life since that day at Cheshire. Shall we?

//Flashback//

March 24 2010.

Today, I was booked to sing on a little bakery in Cheshire. I was exited. It was my first gig after my first world tour ended. The gig was supposed to be at 7:00pm and it's 12 in the afternoon. I'm heading to the bakery to get to know the place and stuff.

A few minutes and I was there. I was greeted by the owner. A very polite man. We talked and he showed me around. It was such a cute bakery. Because it was small yet spacious. After a little tour by the place and the owner explaining the amount of people that was supposed to come, my stomach growled. I think he noticed 'cause he invited me to have a coffee and some sweets and I accepted.

We were sitting on a table when a mop of curls on top of the greenest eyes I've ever seen, came to view with our food, if you can call sweets and coffee food. The thing is, it was a young boy. Around my age. And he was so..attractive! I couldn't stop staring and I think he noticed because a smirk was plastered in his face. I, couldn't let him feel victorious. So I looked away and pretended to get a text.

After setting our 'food' he dissapeard. I kinda wanted to at least know his name. But I'm the kinda girl that plays hard to get and stuff. So I just try to not think about it.

I kept talking to the owner and it was already 2pm. I said goodbye to the owner so I could get ready for the show tonight and on my way out, the unnamed mop of curls was in the car next to my bodyguard's car A.K.A 'The Van'. Apparently his car.

"Hello there, love". A deep British voice left his pink lips. Gosh this kid is going to be the death of me. Wait. What am I thinking. I don't know him and sadly we would not see each other. Never. Again.

"Hi". I managed to get out. Hiding the sadness I had because I wasn't going to see him anymore. I haven't even met him properly and he makes my heart skip a beat. Great. Just what I needed. Not!

I got in the car and just waved at him. On the way home all I could think of was that mop of curls. Those green eyes. Those pink lips. That oh so perfect jaw line. He's gorgeous. And I think I just started to believe in love at first sight.

It was 6:30 on the afternoon. I was in the bakery already. Getting ready for my performance. I hoped to see that curly haired kid again. I really want to know his name.

On my way to the stage. I bumped into someone. "Oh I'm so sorry". I apologized to the person I just collapsed with. "Don't worry. It was my fault". And there's the British accent.

I looked up to him and smiled. He returned the favor showing me the most glorious smile ever.

"Harry". The green eyed lad said extending his arm. Lovely name. "Harry Styles". Even lovelier..if that's even a word. I just know that this boy is pure perfection.

"Lucy Hale". I said taking his hand and shaking it. Our hands stayed together for a longer amount of time than they should've. And we were just looking at each other. I swear. If that line in '17 Again' when Ned says that their hands made a baby was a real thing. That would've happened at that very moment.

"I'll leave now. So you can prepare for your show. No distractions". He said winking. He's such a cheeky boy. I just nod and like that we take our separate ways.

After my gig I was trying to find those green eyes. Harry's eyes. But I couldn't find them. Disappointed, I just gave up and went to the hotel I was staying. I was leaving tomorrow morning, so I won't see him anymore. It always happens. I just hate doing this to myself. Even though I thought that with Harry it was different. Deep inside, I knew it would be the same. It's always the same. No love for Lucy. I just wished it wasn't that way. I want to know more about this boy. But maybe he's just not right for me. I really want to find my prince charming. And I will. I'll find my prince Charming. I'll find him. One day. One day, I will find you and I'll never let you go.