Blue Moon - Harry Styles

2. Feel Something

Looking out the window, up at the moon had to be the most calming, peaceful, and melowest thing to me. The moons always different. But it still holds the same comfortable feeling each night. Tonight it was a crescent moon. Shaped like an orange slicek, welcoming me in. I shouldn't be awake now though, although this has been the new usual lately. "Why does he get to act like everything's okay?" I sigh out at the moon. As silly as it sounds, I talk to the moon. Because it will always be there...people come and go like rainy days. Although Angelo, he's like a sharpie. You tell yourself you'll get the stain from the marker out, but even as hard as you try, you never do. I wish someone could tell me what's wrong with me? I know I should be mad but I can barely feel a fuckin' thing.

I lay back down next to the man I'm supposed to love, and close my tired eyes, forcing my body to take sleep on. It's been two days since the 'fight' with Angelo. Maybe the Gods above will be gracious enough to get me out of this situation. I don't wanna die, but I don't wanna live like this. I'm strong enough to handle things on my own, but I feel like a horrible person when I think about leaving him. He makes me feel like a horrible person.

"What time you off work?" He eyes me as I get dressed and ready. Angelo's a bit a control freak. It doesn't bother me that much except for the fact that he trys to control me.

"Four." I answere.

"Alright I'll see you here at home by four thirty." He brushes against my shoulder and walks out the door. He's leaving to get to his college class, learning to become a surgeon. I roll my eyes as if he's still here. It's not like I have anything planned after work, I tell myself calming down.

"Let's get going Toby!" I say as if I'm talking to a dog, getting in my car. I named my car Toby because 'hes' important to me. Toby does get me around town after all. My mother named important objects in her life. She used to say that if we called it just a 'car', then it would be like any other car. But because it was our car it was more special than any other car.

"Stellyyyyy!" Jannet runs toward me and gives me a great and needed hug. She's my favorite person other than Annabella and Claretta. I appreciate her more than Annabella and Claretta sometimes though. Because I can always rant to Jannet and shell always have advice. Some might judge me for calling my 52 year old co-worker one of my best-friends, but she truly is. When I first moved here, for a fresh start, I would stay at her place often because I was grieving and alone.

"How're you?" I ask her, walking behind the counter of the cash register. We work in a small vegan organic store called 'Frieshies'. It always smells like fresh fruit in the store. That's part of what attracted me to work here, other than the fact that I'm vegan.

"I'm great...I went on a date last night." She smirks at me, wiggling her eyebrows. I swear she's a teenage girl in a middle aged woman's body.

"OoOooO, with who?" I nudge her with my elbow, returning her smirk with my own smirk.

"Just some rich old guy I matched with on tinder." She whispers at me as a customer enters the store.

I laugh at her sentence as a way of saying I heard her. The customer wasn't just any customer though... It was Harry? God this is awkward. He probably thinks I'm super cocky, judging on the way we met a couple days ago. Whatever I could say the same about him. He eyes me as he's picking through the fruit. I notice him start to make his way up to the cash register where I am.

"Jannet I'll be right back, can you cover for me for a minute or two?" I ask as a I walk away, not waiting for an answere. Why the fuck am I nervous? It feels like butterfly's, the feeling of looking at your crush for the first time. But at the same time the feeling of wanting to throw up. I nee-

"Stella sweety, he wants to talk to you. The guy at the counter.."

"Oh." I walk out of the bathroom heading out to the counter. I can't believe Jannet doesn't know who he is. Although to be fair I, myself didn't really know a couple nights ago.

"Yes?" I smile up at him politely as if I didn't know or had anything to do with him. He looks away from me, looking up to avoid eye contact.

"I'm sorry for saying something rude to you the other night, I was a bit drunk which doesn't excuse it bu-"

"No you're fine. I was a bit cold with my words too. So I'm sorry." I say, getting his attention off the ceiling and onto me. I stare into his eyes, their a deep green. Beautiful.

"You shouldn't be apologizing." He gives me a soft smile. "I don't know your name, so before I ask you a question I wanna know your name."

"Estelle." I look down away from his eyes, probably been staring to long.

"Star."

"What?" I look up quickly, confused.

"Your name. It means star." He replies casually, as if it's normal to know the meaning of a random persons name. I smile gently at him. "Anyways I was gonna ask you if you wanted to get a drink with me today?"

"Harry im at work." I wave my hand around, calling attention to the store.

"Estelle, I know that silly." He laughs at me. Something about his laugh brings a warm feeling to my chest. "What time do you get off work?"

"Four, I can do after my shift, if that works for you." I say knowing Angelo would want me home by four thirty. My life though.

"Works for me. I'll be back here at four." He smiles at me, backing away to head out of the store. I wanna scream I'm so happy. I know I shouldn't feel this way towards Harry. He's probably just doing this because he felt bad about the other night.

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