A dream come true
Chapter 1
Friday 18 September,
Kinda was walking back home. Walking and daydreaming. Something that was usual for here. And for everyone else that knows here. Family, friends, teachers, everyone. But daydreaming about what? Or actually...of who? And the answer was Harry Styles. People used to tell here to either forget about him or to keep dreaming, but there were not meant to be. But she never believed them. She kept dreaming about them two, watching the sunset on the beach, watching a movie, having him sleeping at her house and many more things. And these thing made her so happy, until she realizes again that she has to live in the real world. Reality ruined her life. So that day, she was going with her aunt to a birthday party of a little 10 years old girl that was her cousin Andy's friend. She wanted to think about something else. Even if thinking of Harry was in off for her. So, she went to the birthday, perfectly dressed up, with perfect make up on (and let's point out the fact that she only used to wear make up on occasions, parties and stuff like that). So she was sitting there with Zach (the little girl's older brother) while he was talking about his hair and she was thinking of Harry. She easily got bored and told him she'll have a walk. Their house was really huge. This was a really rich family, they could buy the world. Still, she was not impressed. Money isn't that important for her. So while she was walking in the house she saw a door. It was the exact same as the others. But it got her attention. So she started getting closer. She was not afraid of finding anyone of the family there. She'll say she was searching for the restroom. And the closer she was getting to this door, she was hearing sounds coming out. Or let's say voices. And they were really familiar voices. So familiar that she knew who they were but at the same time it was like she's hearing them for the first time. And she was dying to know who they were. So she counted to three and opened the door. And she saw them. Yes. she saw, Niall, Liam, Louis, Zayn, and Harry. She saw Harry Styles. Harry Styles. When she first saw him, he was returned. So he didn't saw her. But she did recognize him. She did recognized these curls, these thight pants, these boots. The fours others looked at her and smiled. And she smiled back until she saw Harry. When she saw him, her hand automaticly lifted up to her wide opened mouth. No word came out. Just an opened mouth, shuted up with her hand. She could barely breath. She didn't actually thought that in that moment, breathing was something important to her. When he turned, she saw his face. Those green eyes, this soft smiling mouth, those dimples that she always wanted to sink in. She took a little breath. She needed it. Then, tears came up to her eyes, as the boys understood how Harry is important to her. She couldn't move. She couldn't breath. He walked to her, as an angle coming from the sky. The closer he was, the more tears were coming. She didn't knew if these tears were happy or weird feeling tears. He smiled at her and the closer he was, the bigger his smile was, the bigger his dimples were. He looked so happy, as if she was the celebrity he always wanted to meet. But when the distance between them kinda disappeared, she hugged him. In all the power that she still had. She hugged him and started crying. She cried. A lot. But it was awesome. She started breathing as soon as she hugged him. No words were said. Neither by them, or by the rest of the boys. It was a long hug. Then he stepped back and asked her to stop crying. What she did. When she finally stoped crying, all that came out of her mouth was:"Harry, promise me to stay with me forever." He smiled. He looked at her and said:" I promise."
Kinda was walking back home. Walking and daydreaming. Something that was usual for here. And for everyone else that knows here. Family, friends, teachers, everyone. But daydreaming about what? Or actually...of who? And the answer was Harry Styles. People used to tell here to either forget about him or to keep dreaming, but there were not meant to be. But she never believed them. She kept dreaming about them two, watching the sunset on the beach, watching a movie, having him sleeping at her house and many more things. And these thing made her so happy, until she realizes again that she has to live in the real world. Reality ruined her life. So that day, she was going with her aunt to a birthday party of a little 10 years old girl that was her cousin Andy's friend. She wanted to think about something else. Even if thinking of Harry was in off for her. So, she went to the birthday, perfectly dressed up, with perfect make up on (and let's point out the fact that she only used to wear make up on occasions, parties and stuff like that). So she was sitting there with Zach (the little girl's older brother) while he was talking about his hair and she was thinking of Harry. She easily got bored and told him she'll have a walk. Their house was really huge. This was a really rich family, they could buy the world. Still, she was not impressed. Money isn't that important for her. So while she was walking in the house she saw a door. It was the exact same as the others. But it got her attention. So she started getting closer. She was not afraid of finding anyone of the family there. She'll say she was searching for the restroom. And the closer she was getting to this door, she was hearing sounds coming out. Or let's say voices. And they were really familiar voices. So familiar that she knew who they were but at the same time it was like she's hearing them for the first time. And she was dying to know who they were. So she counted to three and opened the door. And she saw them. Yes. she saw, Niall, Liam, Louis, Zayn, and Harry. She saw Harry Styles. Harry Styles. When she first saw him, he was returned. So he didn't saw her. But she did recognize him. She did recognized these curls, these thight pants, these boots. The fours others looked at her and smiled. And she smiled back until she saw Harry. When she saw him, her hand automaticly lifted up to her wide opened mouth. No word came out. Just an opened mouth, shuted up with her hand. She could barely breath. She didn't actually thought that in that moment, breathing was something important to her. When he turned, she saw his face. Those green eyes, this soft smiling mouth, those dimples that she always wanted to sink in. She took a little breath. She needed it. Then, tears came up to her eyes, as the boys understood how Harry is important to her. She couldn't move. She couldn't breath. He walked to her, as an angle coming from the sky. The closer he was, the more tears were coming. She didn't knew if these tears were happy or weird feeling tears. He smiled at her and the closer he was, the bigger his smile was, the bigger his dimples were. He looked so happy, as if she was the celebrity he always wanted to meet. But when the distance between them kinda disappeared, she hugged him. In all the power that she still had. She hugged him and started crying. She cried. A lot. But it was awesome. She started breathing as soon as she hugged him. No words were said. Neither by them, or by the rest of the boys. It was a long hug. Then he stepped back and asked her to stop crying. What she did. When she finally stoped crying, all that came out of her mouth was:"Harry, promise me to stay with me forever." He smiled. He looked at her and said:" I promise."
