The Mystery Girl

Emma was a normal teenage girl when one day her life is flipped upside down. She meets a cheeky boy named Harry Styles from the band One Direction. She instantly is mesmerized by his green eyes. She continues to bump into Harry, but he never learns her name. Are they mean't to be, or will the remain strangers searching for lost love?


5. Emma

Emma's POV

I am awoken by a knee being jammed into my back. I scream in pain. "SORRY!" Maddie says. "I didn't mean to hurt you!" I rub my back and sit up.

"It's ok," I say. I get up and get dressed. I throw on some loose shorts and a baggy tee.

"Lets go get our nails done!" Maddie suggests.

"Ok," I say. I grab my keys and drive to the nail place. There is no one there so we get in right away. The woman slowly paints my nails. She begins on the small flower design. I stare out the window. a tall curly haired boy walks by. I pull my hand away. Black nail polish is smeared across my hand. I run outside.

"Harry!" I scream. He turns around. His face lights up. He runs to me. "Emma." I say.

"What?" he asks.

"My name is Emma," I explain.

"Emma..." He whispers. I can feel tears on the edge of my eyes. Why am I crying? Harry wraps his arms around me. "I have been looking for you..." he whispers. This whole thing is a bit awkward because we had really never met each other before, but I don't think either of us care.

There is small crowd gathered around. Some girls purr at Harry's new love, but others scream nasty remarks. These things bring tears to my eyes. Harry takes my hand and brings me back into the nail salon. I sit back down in front of the lady. "I'm sorry, that was very important," I tell her, giving her my hand.

"No worries. I remember my first love too, I'm not that old!" Harry and I both chuckle. The woman begins to clean up my hand.

Harry's POV

I sit next to Emma. The Mystery Girl. The girl I hard been searching for. I finally found her. I sit next to her as the older woman strokes nail polish onto her nails. "Why do you do that?" I ask, looking at the small flowers painted on her nails.

"To look pretty," Emma shrugs. I nod my head. A million things flow through my mind. Is this really the girl? It has to be! How do I ask her out? Well I just say it! It's not hard!

"What, Harry?" Emma asks. I must have been talking.

"Oh. Um..." I scratch at the back of my neck.


"I was wondering, maybe-" I am cut off.

"Yes! A million times yes!" I smile. I take her head in my hands and kiss her. I immedeately regret this. I pull away.

"I'm sorry," I say.

"Don't be," she says, and plants a kiss on my cheek. This makes me blush. Emma giggles. Her laugh is amazing. Everything about her is perfect. I couldn't ask for a better...Girlfriend.

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