The Lucky One

Harry's Point of View

After Zayn got whooped I wanted to laugh too. I wasn't sure if the reason Julia was laughing maniacallywas because she was high as a kite or if it was because she was psycho. But I was all in. When that looser surfer was carrying her around I wanted to rip his tattoos of her skin.


I had to think quickly to get ourselves out of the doozy were were in and to still manage to look cool.


"Well our appearance was short lived but we best be heading back now." Niall said this quickly and cutely. No one in their right mind would be able to hurt Niall. He was just too cute.


I nodded. The guys started to leave and I filed out last. Julia shot up from where she was sitting. "Hey Curly." It was clear she was referring to me.


"Ill show you a short cut." She smiled a bright dazzling smile. She rested her elbow up on my shoulder. I stopped.


"Well shouldn't we be going big boy?" She smiled again but this time it was a bit more ferocious and animal like. I smiled back.


She skipped ahead of me and so I followed her. It was a sight to see. A beautiful blonde climbing over a hill under the full moon with a dark hat, the smallest shorts I have ever seen and a long dark bell sleeved velvet top. A lit up joint in hand and ruddy high top converse with little doodles all over them.


The guys were far ahead of us. She stopped. "Do you want to see something marvelous?"


I frowned. "Sure."


She smiled again and she started walking more briskly. Before I knew it she was climbing up a hill. She walked quickly.


Soon I felt like we were hiking to the middle of nowhere and that it had no end.


"Wait, wait. Where are we going." I stopped and looked at her.


She glanced back but kept walking, "You will seeeeee."


Soon she slowed. "We are here."


I looked around. There was nothing. She came up behind me and wrapped her hands around my eyes. Joint in hand.


"Walk." She instructed. Soon she stopped and moved her hands.


I looked out. It was magical. We were at the top of a giant cliff like hill. On the edge of the cliff there must have been a tree. Because the top of what looked like a tree held a platform like a sort of tree house. She grabbed my hand and giggled and led me to it. She gracefully leapt on as there was a small gap between the open air above and the platform.


She sat. I swear I felt the platform teeter as I walked on. I sat beside her. We sat for a while. I decided it was time I leaned in to kiss her.


"So what is your name?" She flicked off the burnt dust from the join on the edge of the platform.


"Harry... and yours?"


She laughed. "Julia." She leaned in again only to take the smoldering butt of the joint and pressed it to the zipper of my jeans. I wasn't shocked from the heat there was non. I was more shocked with the cruelty. Before the moment was over she got up and walked away.


And in a fake British accent she said "See you later." A few moments later she looked back.


"Harryyyy." She drawled.




Looking forward

So obviously Julia is a bit psycho.... but how psycho?

What happened between Zayn and Jacq?

And how will Harry survive now that he had to swallow her pride.

Notes

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