He's my life. {harry styles}

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Chapter 1 

Winter winds

-Grace's POV-

             Waking up is what starts my day. As i pull off the blankets of my bed and my body hits the cool winter air of New York City i start my day.  I walk out of my room all dressed and ready for work. When i open my apartment door the winds hit me. It is cold. I walk out of the doorway and start heading up 19th avenue. The winds were so strong it brushed all my har out of my face and behind my shoulders. I kept walking yet knobdy was out to say hi or to smile as i wilked by. It was just me. 

        My phone started buzzing in my pocket. I wasnt in the mood to look at it so I kept it in my pocket and didnt take it out. The winds were getting stronger and I started to actualy trudg through it. My phone buzzed again. This time I looked at it. It was an amber alert. The alert siad, "A hurrican is comming. Stay inside and be prepared for 100mph winds." My eyes widened. A big gush of wind hit me. The only shelter i saw was a chinese shop. I ran to the door and knocked continuously until someone came to the door. I couldnt see who was on the other side of the door but i could outline the figure of a man. The man was trying to open the door but the door  wouldint budge. I was stuck out here. The winds were growing bigger and i couldnt see the other side of the street because it was so cloudy. Another person came to the door. I couldnt tell if it was a man or a women. I blacked out.

        I saw it I saw the light. I was going closer and closer untill my cat walked by. My cat? The next thing you know my cat, charlie is huge. Charlie was at least 10 times bigger then me. He had sharp fangs and was walking closer to me. His mouth opened, and was ready to eat me. I closed my eyes just waiting to be eaten-"wake up."  The cat talks? "wake up!"  I open my eyes. There was a man squating next to me with his hand on my shoulder. "I think you were having a bad dream" the man said in a cute brittish accent. He had brown curly hair and the cutest green eyes. I smiled and looked at him. "What was i doing. Was i flinching?" He noded. Thinking that i was flinching in front of him made me giggle. "what happened?" I said remembering me outside the door. "When we finally opened the door, you fainted. All we had was this blanket." The man said. I looked down onto my body. A blanket was wrapped around my legs. "Thanks" I said, "You kinda saved me. Whats your name?" He smiled and showed his dimples. "My name is Harry, Harry Styles." I smiled at him and took the blanket off to get up. As i was starting to get up, Harry helped me. "And whats your name?" he said waiting for an answer. "My name is Grace, Grace Rosenburg." 

        The hurrican must have stoped so i started walking towards the door. But i could sense that Harry was checking me out. I stoped  turned around, and smiled. He smiled back showing his lovely dimples that make me smile even more. "I'll see you around Harry." i said hoping that we would actually see eachother againh. "Yeah. I hope we actually do see each other again Grace." The way he said my name made me flutter inside. He was so cute and charming. I didnt want to leave. But i had to now because it would've gotten so much more akward. So i walked out of the door entering light winds and hoping,just hoping that i would see those cute dimples sometime in my life again.

        

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