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Reminisce With Me

Reminisce With Me

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Harry Styles
<Prologue> As I walked down the empty hallway, waiting for Principle Romain to come, I noticed a black Range Rover pull up to the school. No one I knew here drove a fancy car like that. Of course, me being me, went to go check it out.A tall boy, maybe about 20 years old stepped out. He had tousled hair up in a nice quiff. Chestnut brown, i'd say was the colour. He had sparkling emerald eyes. He wore a black t-shirt which showed off his inked skin. So many tattoos, I wonder if they had much meaning. They had to, they were so random, yet so beautiful, perfectly etched onto his skin. I stood on the stairs watching in awe. He walked up to me and seemed so calm while my insides were throwing a party. "Heyy umm, are you here for the summer program?" "Er, yea. I'm Ahsriana. Ahsriana Joseph. And you are?" "Harry. Harry Styles" he said, mocking me. But I didn't care, he was definitely an interesting character and I was looking forward to spending the next three months with him
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"How about that lunch?" Harry asked, grabbing my hand and walking back to the car. "Sure." I smiled lightly as I opened the door to the car. When we got to the cafe, I noticed everyone was staring and whispering. A few even pointed; kids running back to their families. Harry pretended not to notice them, but I knew it hurt him. Especially the kids. When we got to the counter, I saw the cashier give a look of shock, but then look down as if nervous or scared. Did everyone know about Harry's past but me?

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