The  Photographer//Harry Styles\\

The Photographer//Harry Styles\\

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I watched her as I peered through her window. I got my camera ready for her 'close up'. I snapped several pictures. I zoomed in more for a better view. Right now I'm on a tree....This tree was my life saver. It helped me to see her, the way she is. She's so beautiful. She doesn't even notice me at all. I wish.... She's beautiful, Her figure. Her beautiful laugh. Her...eyes. They were a beautiful ocean blue,I could tell because they were so bright and noticeable,and beautiful, everything was beautiful about her...everything...
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I look out the window to see someone getting out of the cab with a few suitcases. "He's here mom!" I shout watching him walk up to our front door. I can't see what he looks like with his green beanie covering his face. My mom opens the door and walks outside to help him. I see him smile and a dimple appears on his cheek. My mom hugs him sideways, and leads him to the front door, opening it for him. "It might be a little messy but it's not that bad," my mom tells him. He stares at me and I stare too. "Hi, I'm Harry Styles."

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