Letters to who? A Harry Styles FanFic

Part 6

I walked outside, to the black car waiting for me. the back door swung open. "Hey there!" The blonde boy said smiling. "Hey. Erm.. Why are you sitting in the back?" I asked. He chuckled, "Is an Uber." (I think that's what their called. Don't quote me) I nodded, "Oh." He smiled, stepping a side so I could get in. "So where to?" I asked. "Um.. I was thinking maybe.. Ice skating? Do you know how?" I shrugged, "Kinda.. What about you?" "Not really.. But I thought it would be fun!" I laughed, "Yeah." He grinned, as the car rolled down the road. Ater about a 10 minute drive, we reached the building. We walked in, each getting a pair of skates. "How do they expect us to get from here, to the ice?!" Luke asked. I shrugged, "Walk like normal?" I hadn't skated since I was about 6. That was 12 years ago. "What if I fall?" he asked. I smiled, "I'll help you." I said, holding out my hand. He smiled, and took it, and we both hobbed to the ice. "Okay, be careful." "Angie... I'm gonna fall." He said. I grinned, "Guess you better hope I can help you up." He smirked, "Yep." We slowly started to glide across the ice, Luke spazzing every other minute. It was quiet funny. Seeing a teenage boy like this. "Dude this is so much fun!" I said, skating past him. He glared at me, "Not for me! I keep on loosing my balance!" "Ah, is Lukey pooky having a hard time?" He rolled his eyes. "You can't call me 'Lukey pooky." He replied. "Awe, why not?" "Because I said so." he said, coming closer to me. I bit my lower lip as he became inches from my face. I stared up into his blue eyes.

 I felt something come down on me, I quickly shut my eyes. When I opened them back up, I was still staring into those blue eyes, but I could see the ceiling now. "Did you just fall on me?" I asked. He smirked, "No, I fell for you." I rolled my eyes, "That's so cheesy." He grinned, "Exactly." I smiled up at him. His eyes moved down to my lips. Soon enough our lips touched, and moved in sync. We pulled away, and looked at each other. "I um.. I'm sorry." He said. I shook my head, "It's um.. It's fine." I said. He sighed, "I shouldn't have kissed you.. I don't know what came over me.." He kept babbling on. Finally I just slammed my lips back into his. Pulling at his blonde locks, and then my arms wrapped around his neck. He pulled away, our faces centimeters from each other. "Wow." I smiled, and we stood. "Don't fall again." I teased. He blushed and took my hand. "I'll try." He said winking. I giggled, and we slowly skated around the rink. "So.. What is you biggest ocomplishment?" I asked. "Um.. Being discovered I guess. You know I wasn't always this cool." He smiled. "Oh really?" He nodded, "Yeah. I use to post covers of myself, for a good while. And then Mikey, Michael, was all like, "Let's make a band!" And so we did. He knew, Calum. And he also knew Ashton.. I knew Calum a little bit, and I'd seen Ashton around before. Him and his friends would tease me about these one pair of sunglasses I had... Michael would tease me too.. We actually weren't friends for a good while." He informed. I nodded, "Wow. That's.. That's something else." I said, smiling back at him. He smiled, "Yep. And one day, Calum had come rushing in saying that one of the 1D boys tweeted about us. We soon good much bigger, and now we're here. About 2 years later." He said.

 I nodded, "That's amazing!" I said. He looked down, "Thanks." "Not many people can live their dreams. But those who can, they should hold onto it. Never let it go." I said. He looked back up at me. "Yeah. Speaking of dreams. What's yours?" I bit my lip in thought. "I guess I've always wanted to be an actress. Not just for fame, but because I love it? I want to make a difference in this world, even if I'm not a famous actress. I want to let younger kids that they don't have to be what the media says. They don't have to be stick thin, or have perfect lives, perfect looks. Cause at the end of the day it doesn't matter. All that matters is who you have around you, and being happy." I said. He stopped, staring right at me. "What?" I asked. "I.. I think that would be great.. People try too hard." He said. I nodded, as we reached the little opening to get out of the rink. We took off our skates. "Thanks." I said. He nodded, "Welcome." We put them back, and started out of the building. He took my hand as we got in the car. The car started, passing a small group of what I thought was fans? After all, he is famous. "So now what?" He asked. I shrugged, "I don't know.. What time is it?" I asked. He pulled out his phone, "8:49." "Oh my god!" I said. "What?! Is everything alright?!" He asked. "Yeah. I just remembered, a show I watch, obsess over, has a new episode tonight.. At 9.." I said. "Oh.. Would you like to go home then?" He asked. "I probably should." "Oh.. Okay." "Would you like to come in? I'm sure my mum wouldn't mind!" I said. his face brightened, "Sure!" So that's what we did. I heated up two plates of what my mum made for dinner, and we sat in the living room, watching Reign. It was the show I was in love with. Mary, should be with Bash, not Francis. "So basically, Mary, she's from Scottland, and she's like the queen or whatever over there, but she's supose to marry Francis the blonde boy, but she also has feelings for Bash. Which is Francis older step-brother. And Bash is in love with her. In a plot twisting turn, Francis leaves because he saw Bash and Mary kissing and a whole lot of other drama, he gets some Lily girl, I think, pregnant, and then Mary and Bash are suppose to get married now. but before they do, Francis returns, and Marry and him marry instead. And then Mary finds out about him and Lily, which she is also one of her 'ladies', and tries getting her a husband before the bump starts showing. Mean while the queen o France, is trying to kill Mary, because the queens a bitch." I summed up for him. His eyes went wide, "Sounds violent."

 I nodded, "Kinda." We watched the show, it ending at 10. "So.." I said. His face brightened, "You. Have. Mean Girls." He said. I nodded, "Yeah... Why?" "I LOVE MEAN GIRLS!!" Oh. My. Fucking. God. "Oh? Really?" I asked. He nodded, "I don't know why, but its just so..." He trailed off. "I'm completely straight if that's what your questioning." He said, looking at me. I nodded, "Sure you are Regina George." He rolled his eyes, "Great. Now you too." I chuckled poking his cheek. "You know you like it!" He smirked, "That's what she said." I rolled my eyes, "Whatever! Do you wanna watch it? Or wait or another day?" I asked. He smiled, "Does that mean I get to see you again?" He asked. I strugged, "I don't know... I'll have to think about that one.." I said. He scoffed, "I see how it is! You don't like me anymore!" He said over dramtically. "Oh, shut up Hemmings!" I said poking his side. He squirmed away, to the other end of the couch. I laughed putting the movie in. 

~~~~

I walked out of my house, grabbing the mail. There at the front page of the news paper, was me and Luke. My eyes went wide, "New Power Couple? Luke Hemmings, Has A Girlfriend?" The caption read. "Oh my god." I whispered. Here comes the tweets, the hate, the support, the jealousy. Everything. I sighed, and ran my head threw my hand. Looking around I headed back inside. I sat the paper down, and looked at the other mail. Not for me. Not for me. Not for me. Ah! Finally, I set the other mail down, taking the envelope with me upstairs. I opened it up. 

"Dear Angie, 

 You like 1D? That's cool.. Harry Styles is a pretty cool person. And congrats on the big 18! I just met a girl that turned 18 tonight! Wow! Haha, I hope you had a great time at the concert! How have you been? Hope your doing great!! 

                                                                               Sincerely, 

                                                                                         Him." 

I smiled and pulled out some paper, and a pen. 

Dear Him, 

 Yeah, their a GREAT band! And he's more than cool!! Haha, and thanks!! And that's very strange you met a girl who turned 18 that same day too!! Wow. Oh, and to answer your other question, I do have 1 brother. he's a couple years younger, and stuff but yeah he's pretty cool. I guess. And my hobbies? Well, I love acting.. And drawing, writing, almost anything! Haha. I've been really good!! How about you? 

                                                                                Sincerely, 

                                                                                       Angie." 

I folded away the paper putting it in an envelope, then sending it off, to whoever that was. I sighed, and laid back in bed. Slowly drifting off, I felt my phone vibrate, but ignored it.