YOU ( Netflix og series, Hariana Version )

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WOW. It's been more than a year since I updated this story last time. It really sucks it had to be like this, but my mentality's been shit and I haven't found any motivation to keep me writing more chapters. But I guess this is another chapter for you guys!

Continuation...

Harry's POV

I didn't hesitate to reach out my hand for you. I'd do anything to save you, you just had to trust me. 

Well, Ariana, Ariana....Ariana you were seconds from dying. In any second the train would have ran you over and I would have to witness your death with my bare eyes. You just had to grab that DAMN phone and afterwards you decided to reach out your own hand onto mine and I grabbed it. I picked you up and next thing I knew you threw up over my favorite flannel shirt...I guess shit happens. 

Ariana's POV

Shit! What have you done Ari? I really threw up on him, please this is so freaking embarassing. he walked me to the nearby store to get something to drink, because trust me, I was dehydrated from everything that had happened. The thing is that I don't even remember half of it. 

When I walked out of the store with a bottle of water in my hand, I realized the guy tried to get the puke off his shirt. 

''Oh my god...Oh my god, I'm so sorry'' I let out, ''no, it's fine, it's fine'' he answered and continued with ''Ugh..I hated, I hated this jacket''. I couldn't stop myself so I sounded even more disappointed as to what I had done, ''I really am sorry''. ''It's okay'' he said to me and my dirty self. 

I had made myself look stupid in front of a guy I didn't even know.  Puking on a guy.. really? Oh god, I can't even process everything and my head's really aching from overthinking, or what do I know, was I really Overthinking? He interrupted my thoughts, ''Let's get you in a cab. All right?'' he said drastically, but also questionable. I lifted my head up slowly just to realize I had to clear myself up and tell him this wasn't the way I usually was. I wasn't this kind of girl on a daily basis and even if he didn't care, I had to let him know. ''I'm not always like this'' I said. He turned around and gave me a look of confusion, but he was very calm about it, ''I figured you had some kind of night''. I chuckled, looked into his eyes and said, ''Some kinda'' with a sarcastic tone. 

He was still trying to find a ride for me. In this moment I felt like I recognized the face. I felt like I had seen this guy before, but I had to ask in order to make sure it was him, so I decided to ask him politely, without sounding creepy. ''Hey, I don't want to sound like a stalker, but..I think I know you'' I told him. He frowned with his eyes and swallowed and replied with, ''Oh, the right...of course'' he chuckled in between the sentence and I was probably awkward for him to hear me say that. 

Harry's POV

Oh, GOD damn it. Did she know it was me? The bookstore seller, more known as a stalker now. Was I freaking her out...altough that seems a little unrealistic considering the fact that she was pulling her hair back and smiling softly. Even when she was dirty over her face and had gone through the whole night horribly, she looked fantastic to me. Just the thought of her eyes meeting mine was making me nervous and to be honest, no one has made me feel nervous in a good while. I just decided to be honest with her and said, ''I remember, I'm sorry''. ''This is what I look like when I'm sober and have my hair up'' she said, and gestured what she was trying to say while closing her eyes for a little while. I chuckled lightly and asnwered, ''Yeah...No, I remember'', I said while I raised my eyebrows and looked down at the ground. ''It's okay I have a pretty bland face'' she said and she honestly sounded unsatisfied with herself. 

From our small distance, I was able to witness her presence in a form I never had before. Her eyes were shining, she was tried obviously. I told her she didn't have a bland face, she had to be reminded. And.... to interrupt the awkward situation I said, ''Yeah, uh Desperate Characters, I remember''. 

On our way back, she looked at me and confessed her feelings. At the same time, she apologized for talking in a certain way with me. ''Did you move here to be something? I did, but it's not working out.'' she said and turned around to me from her seat.  ''I feel the same way sometimes'', I told her. I just wanted her to know that a lot of people relate to what she was trying to say, she didn't have to feel lonely. Further on we kept talking and had a conversation about poets and I found things we had in common. A while later she tilted her head on my shoulder and fell asleep. 

We were finally at her destination and with a groan she lifted her head up from my shoulder and before she got out of the car she showed me her apartment. ''Thank you for sobering me up'' she said, ....''and for saving my life''. I shook my head, ''No I didn't...I didn't save your life.'' She instantly answered back and without hesitation she said, ''Yeah, you did''. My heart really beat fast in this very rare moment and I couldn't stop looking at her. First at her eyes, then following down to her lips. We were leaning in for a kiss......when ALL OF A SUDDEN, the douche Benji knocked on the window and interrupted this very special moment. Ariana opened the window and told him about how I had saved her life tonight, she introduced me to him. ''I fell on the tracks, it was crazy..'', she told him, ''babe, I told you, people are basically good'', he gave me that Don't you dare get close to her ever again, kind of look, asshole. ''it's a great job bro'' he said to me. Bro, You waste of hair. 

Here's what I learned this week, you are special, you're talented, you're passionate. You're smart. I followed my gaze and saw Benji hugging you and walking into your apartment. Except, in the ways you are really not, like not locking your phone. It was in my hands now. What you really need is someone to save you. Let me help Ariana, let me help you....

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