Colorful (H.S) | ✔️

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Ellie's P.O.V

I didn't realize you would have dreams about your soulmate. I mean heavy, vivid, wet dreams. 

When it's over, I find myself wishing to go back to sleep. I'd do anything to have those dreams with him.

Once I wake up in a small pool of sweat, I know it's time to get up. Grossed out, I hop straight into the shower. 

When I'm ready for the day, I sit down at the table and start eating my cereal.

Lily comes in, arguing with my mom.

"El, what do you think? Does Harry already have a soulmate?"

I near spit out my food. "Which Harry?" I ask, trying to be oblivious. I casually chew on my cereal, hoping this conversation doesn't end my lie before it even starts. 

"Lily, that's his personal business. Besides, how would Ellie know? Now eat your breakfast quickly." My mom interrupts. I silently thank her and get up. I have to go to work and sadly Audrey is out sick, meaning I have to walk. 

As soon as I lock the door and leave the house, I see a bright red car in the driveway. I look in to see Drew at the wheel. 

"Oh my gosh, what are you doing here?" I squeal.

He gets out of the car and proceeds to open the passenger side door for me. "Audrey told me she can't give you a ride today so I offered."

A bright red blush covered my cheeks. I've never seen Drew act like such a gentleman. I duck into the nice sports car. He leans in and gives me a long kiss before stopping himself and hopping into the driver's seat. 

He speeds to the mall, keeping one hand on my thigh and the other on the wheel. I don't understand why he's in such a hurry, considering we're going to be super early. 

Once we pull into the mall parking lot, he parks very far away from the entrance. At first, I'm annoyed because it'll be a long walk. When I look over at him, he gives me a very suggestive look.

I laugh as he gestures me to come sit in his lap. I struggle to make it around the steering wheel. Seeing my struggle, Drew pulls his seat as back as it goes, and lowers it so we were practically laying down. 

We start kissing intensely. His hands are all over me, while I'm pulling at his hair. 

This is way different than kissing in the backroom of Goodwill.

After a couple of minutes, a familiar voice comes on the radio. 

"And she, she, she lives in daydreams with me," Harry sings. 

I stop, suddenly feeling immensely guilty. Drew pulls me back in gently and begins kissing me. 

I know Harry's album was written way before we even met, but it feels like it's about me... If I'm having dreams, he probably is too, right? Or is it a girl thing? 

I don't know, but it doesn't matter now. 

I put all my attention back into Drew. For the rest of our time, I don't see Drew's face, but only Harry's. As much as I try not to, I see his face everywhere. 

Five minutes before my shift begins, I pull off of Drew. He smiles and tucks my hair behind my ear. I climb out of his fancy car and fix my outfit. 

We walk into work, hand in hand.

Every time I see someone with a mop of curly brown hair, my heart beats fast. I know it's not him, why would he be at a Goodwill at a rundown mall?

My soul wishes it was him though.

I didn't realize it would be this painful. Nothing anticipated me for the sense of longing I have. 

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My happiness is slowly being drained from my body. 

I found myself taking more sick days.

The only time I felt anything anymore was when I was with Drew, who I pretended was Harry.

I'm a shitty person, I know. 

I thought being gifted with color-sight would give me more joy than I could imagine, yet I feel so numb.

Who knew soulmates were this serious? I didn't know that we have this bond, this connection. 

The worst part is, I can't tell anyone why. I can't expose myself. Soulmates are supposed to be happy couples and get married and live happily ever after. 

I hope Drew doesn't find his soulmate. It's awfully selfish of me. I don't want to share my only form of happiness.

Lily barges into my room. "Get up loser I want ice cream and I don't want to go alone."

As much as I want to sulk, pity ice cream sounds really good. I get ready quickly, putting on my laziest outfit. Leggings and a sweatshirt. 

We begin our trek to the icecream store. Not having a car is good exercise sometimes. It's probably the reason I'm so fit.

Once we get to the store, I realize I have to pee so badly. I send Lily in the long line with money and my order, then head to the bathroom.

Harry's P.O.V

When I enter that ice cream store, I get a sense of relaxation. I hope that no one recognizes me. It'll really ruin the mood. 

As I'm waiting to order, I see the line has gotten way longer behind me. Everyone seems annoyed at the wait times. I see one girl counting and recounting the money she has. She then proceeds to mouth something. 

I watch in amusement as she repeats the phrase over and over again. I read her lips, "cookies and cream with brownies, m&ms, and caramel." What a large order! No wonder the child has to repeat it over again.

When it comes to my turn to order, I find myself ordering what the little girl repeats over and over again. I'm slightly shocked as the words leave my mouth. It's definitely not my usual order.

With my luck, the ice cream lady is very old and doesn't recognize me. 

Feeling very generous, I slide her a $100 bill and tell her to pay for as many people as possible. 

Before I could risk being seen, I grab my order and head out the door. 

As I'm walking out the door, I see the little girl who was rehearsing her order. She's holding two ice cream cups. "Thank you, Harry," she calls out to my back. I turn back, smile, and begin my way.

Once I'm far away, I try my order and am happily shocked by the taste. Not to mention, the m&ms were such fun colors! Thank you, random girl!

Ellie's P.O.V

Once I'm done, Lily walks over to me.

"You look oddly happy... what did you do to my ice cream?" I ask and grab my cookies and cream. 

She beams at me, then pulls me in close. "Harry Styles paid for our ice cream," she whispers in my ear. 

My heart drops. I attempt to keep a straight face. "Okay haha, and I'm the first woman to go to Mars."

Her smile quickly falls. "I swear it was him! I even thanked him!"

"Okay, so why isn't anyone else freaking out like you?" I press. I need to confirm he was here. It's the only way my soul will be satisfied. 

"It's a secret, only I knew!" She beams again, mouth full of ice cream. 

I humor her, but I know she's right. I could feel it when I was in the bathroom. It was a sense of relief, but I didn't think much of it. I guess it was something else. Something much bigger. 

Either way, I'm thankful for the moment of peace I had.