"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...
Big surprise at the end of the chapter so make sure to read all the way through!!!!! (::
It's been a couple weeks since I was last with Harry and I miss him so much.
We call each other as much as we can, but we're both so busy we haven't gotten around to it this week yet. He's doing a show every night and I have teaching I need to focus on. I have also been painting and drawing a lot recently
My favorite painting I've done since I've been home was a picture I took at Harry's concert.
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I started off by writing his a letter that I thought would be cute to send him, but I soon realized how stupid it sounded, so I watercolor painted the picture I took of him instead. I mailed it to his house, so he could come home to a surprise at his front door.
I really miss hearing his voice. I know it has only been a week, but I can't help it. His voice takes my mind off of everything in the world. When we talk it is just me and him, no one around us.
I stood up from the couch where Stevie and I were watching Rick and Morty, and I walked to the kitchen counter to grab my phone. I read the time.
5:22 PM.
Last time I texted him was at 3:38, right after school.
To Harry: hey can I call you tonight?
Read: 4:57pm.
I decide to call him anyways just to at least say I tried, but after a couple rings it goes to voicemail.
'Please leave your message after the beep,' the machine says and I take a deep breath.
'BEEP'
"Hi Harry, It's me. Just checking in to see if everything is okay. I haven't heard from you all day, pshh shit we haven't even talked this week and it's thursday already so I'm assuming you're busy, and that's fine. Just remember to stay safe wherever you are and I l-," I catch myself quickly, "I miss you... I miss you so much. Um just.. Uh, Call me when you can. B-bye." I hang up the phone quickly and bring it back to the couch before throwing in next to stevie and sitting on the other side of her, resuming my show.
*PLAY SONG*
Maybe he really was busy, or maybe he didn't want to be disturbed. Maybe he had a bad show and was upset about it or something. I just wish I could at least know where he was tonight. It would make me feel a lot better.
As I watch the show, I can feel my eyelids get heavier and heavier until I can't keep them open anymore. I lay my head on the pillow next to me and I feel Stevie come up and nussle her head on top of the side of my neck. As I started to drift off to sleep, I imagined Harry cuddling me from behind. His big, warm hands rubbing my aching stomach as he breathes softly on the back of my neck. I smile and Slowly drift into another world.
