again, I strongly suggest playing the song when it says, it just gives the story a little more spice. your choice.
Monday and tuesday flew by very fast. I had to teach classes Tuesday and Thursday so Monday I took to relax and prepare for those days. Tuesdays classes were pretty layed back. I handed back their 'what is love' papers and assigned them their new project. I told them to pick a romantic movie, it could be a romcom, it could be a coming of age romance, whatever they wanted, and then write a paper explaining to love in the movie. My classes seemed to love writing about love. I don't know how I got lucky enough to have a class full of love birds, but I am so happy I did. Tuesday night I thought I would go to sleep fairly early considering I had the audition the next day. I showered, brushed my teeth, adn put on my facemask before heading off to bed with stevie.
That night I had the weirdest dream. I was in this club, all under blue light. There were a good number of people dancing in a big circle to a song I song I had heard multiple times before.
'Rare Hearts' by The Growlers. *play now*
It was a good song I wish they had played in more clubs, then I would dance more. I started to talk around the club. I walked to the car which was uncomfortable empty with no liquor in the shelfs or anything. I kept walking to see there was no tables or chairs anywhere. The only thing what was in this room was a dance floor filled with people. They continued to dance to the soft, somber song. The words kept repeating making me mouth the words to myself.
'Is it too much to dream, that we can forever be, rare heart that never disagree.'
I wanted to join the dance floor so bad but I was too nervous. How is it that i'm even more nervous in my dreams than I am in reality? Suddenly, I saw a tall man submerge from the crowd of people. He was wearing a white shirt with short white shorts on. His hair was crazy from the heat coming from the circle I'm guessing. He got out of the crowded group with ease, and once he was out he just stood there. Looking in my direction. Look at me.
I looked behind me to see if he was looking at someone else, but I was the only one. He started to make his way towards me with a small grin on his face. I took a step back out of reflex because he was so intimidating. As he got closer, my breathing got heavier and my head hung low. I didn't want to look him in the eyes. I thought I could feel my heart stop once I had the white shoes he was wearing in my sigh. I had no choice but to look up, I needed to face him no matter what was going to happen. I slowly started to raise my head until I was stopped by his smile. He wasn't smiling enough to show his teeth, but enough to show his deep dimples. I kept creeping my head up until I finally met his eyes.
All of a sudden the lights in the room whent from blue to pink. I could tell his eyes were a shade of green, I just couldn't make if it was dark or light green.
"Can I tell you something?" he spoke in a raspy british accent. I froze when I heard it. It was almost music to my ears. Like a song I want to play on repeat in my brain forever. I nod, not being able to anything because I was just that stunned. He reached down to grab both my hands to bring them to his chest, initially bringing us closer. His hands were rather big, but cold. They were soft too, I didn't want to let them go. we didn't break eye contact until he look a deep sigh and looked me up and down. I followed his eyes looking at my outfit. I was wearing the same thing I wore to the club the night I met jack. I looked back to his face making our eyes meet once again. I saw his slowly shake his head and form his lips in a line. He sucked in one more deep breathe through his nose and out his mouth before leaning in and softly saying,
"He's not the one."
Suddenly I shoot my head out of my pillow and sit up in my bed. My breathing is unusually heavy and I can feel the sweat surrounding my body. I look down at the foot of my bed to see I had woken up stevie who looked confused. I turned to look at my alarm clock which read 7:30AM. I hugged my knees to my chest and sat there for a second trying to process what that was.
Who that was.

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Fanfic"She's the first one that I see and I don't know why. I don't know who she is." - Fresh out of his first solo album, Harry styles is having a reoccurring dream about a girl he doesn't know. One day, on the set of his new music video, he meets her an...