The Heart Wants What It Wants ➳ Harlena

|Chapter 4 : Follow What your Heart wants|

Chapter 4 : Follow what your heart wants

“What took you so long sel?” Stacy asked once i get back.

“Oh nothing, don’t worry about it.” I waved my hand off.

“Wanna go back to yours now?” She asked. “Sure, why not?” I shrugged.

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“So i saw you talk with harry styles,” I froze. “Y-you do?” I stuttered.

“Yeah,” She replied with no expression while nodding her head. “Don’t hangout nor running a relationship with him sel, he’s a bad news.” She patted my back and with that she keeps walking until she’s out of my sight. I sigh and look to gracie, and saw that she had fallen asleep.

I don’t know what stacy means, i mean, she wants me to stay away from harry? Why though? I mean he looks nice and all, sure he got tattoos and stuff but he seems—Gentleman? This question is been running in my mind.

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Today is kind of cool? I mean, me and stacy went to a park . . . With gracie of course i can’t leave her alone since granny isn’t around at the moment . . . And then surprisingly, i bump into harry when i was about to let out my urine in the restroom.

Stacy might be saw me and him, and when on our way home, she told me to stay away from him, she said that he’s a bad news but he seems nice and cool? Sure he got tattoos and stuff but i think harry is the type of person that . . . Can’t even make a girl heart got broken.

He seems . . . Thoughtful?

New question came running in my mind, i think a nap will calm me down a bit. Okay, i’ll catch up later~

#Muchlove
Selena xo.

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I sigh and closed my journal and lean back against my chair, staring at the ceiling, my arms on my forehead. A part of me say that i should listen to stacy, and a part of me say that i should discover him. Like—Get to know him—Be friends. But stacy’s been my best friend for as long as i remember and—Believe it or not—I always listen to of what she say. It’s like i’m a pet to her, but she treated me like a sister.

A vibrate from my phone made me jump on my seat and breaking my thoughts, i lean forward and reach my phone and read that there’s an unknown number had send me a message. “This must be harry.” I think.

I swipe the screen and read the message,

Hey sweetcheeks, it’s me x

It says.

I chuckled at the nickname that he gave me. Sweetcheeks. Nobody has ever giving me a unique nickname—Sure it’s not that unique but it is to me—I decided to reply him,

Okay cool.

I typed and send it. It’s really simple, because i’m not really in the mood for texting.

Wanna hangout someday? :)

He texted back.

I hesitated if i should accept it or not because stacy said to stay away from him. But then i remember my granny’s word, “Follow what your heart wants, what it wants.” Lately i never follow what my heart wants, i always listen to those people that judge me, told me what to do and what not to do, and told me to change my look and all. I already try and change—For them—To be perfect in their eyes. But now i realize i can’t be anything, but myself.

If my heart tells me what it wants, then i shall follow what it wants.

Sure.

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First day of my "Final exam" hhhhh its cool though, im glad that the task is aint hard :p

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