February 14, 2013

*fanfic and diary. 1D not famous*
Jenna has been receiving creepy love letters from a secret admirer, and is determined to figure out who is sending them. Will it be who she thinks, or who she would least expect?


24. Feb 14 2013

I was a nervous wreck all day.

Marilyn said yes to Liam, and I'm happy for them. I still haven't talked to him about any of it. But it's alright.

"Happy Valentines Day!" I heard someone yell behind me as I stuffed my backpack into my locker. I turned around and saw Louis and Niall standing with huge grins. "Happy Valentines Day, guys!" I said, hugging them both. They went around to the rest of our friends and said Happy Valentines. Even though they don't have a certain someone to spend the holiday with, they were still enthusiastic about it. They shouted out 'Aw's to every couple who kissed and sang love songs in the hallway. Gosh, I love those boys.

I couldn't concentrate in any of my classes due to the anxiety for tonight. Harry tried to talk to me between classes but I kept zoning out. Thankfully he understood. He obviously knew about the letters, and I told him about meeting them tonight. He seemed just as surprised as me, and excited. I could tell he was happy for me.

Zayn avoided me all during school today. I kept catching him looking in my direction, but he would immediately turn his head when I noticed. I decided not to get into it and just enjoy my day.

At lunch I sat next to Niall and Harry, Zayn on the other side of Harry, then Louis, and back to Niall. We mostly talked about Valentines Day and whatnot. Me and Harry decided we would hang out before the dance, then go together.

After school he dropped a bag off at my house with fancier clothes to change into, and we were on our way. "So where are we going?" I asked when he got back in the car. He bit his lip while thinking, then looked over at me. "Let's just go to the park." He suggested. I had nothing wrong with the idea, so I nodded in agreement. We sung along to the radio, playing songs from Maroon 5, Mumford & Sons and Lady Gaga. I was surprised by how many of the lyrics he knew to each song. Be both sung obnoxiously loud with the windows rolled down, just having fun.

When we got to the park, there were a bunch of couples. Most of them we didn't really know, so Harry decided to troll them. "Watch the master at his best." Harry whispered to me before walking over to the bench where a couple were holding hands. He sat down calmly and looked around, the couple not noticing him. He looked over at the two, and started hysterically crying. It was pretty realistic, might I add. The couple stared at him, a little scared. The lady put her hand on Harry's shoulder and asked if he was okay. He yelled "Why should they be happy?!" Then curled up into a ball and continued screaming and crying. The couple ran off in fear, making Harry's cries turn into laughter.

"Impressive." I said, walking over to the bench. "It's what I do best." He smirked.

We spent our afternoon messing with the couples, and having a laugh every time they would run off in fear or anger. It probably wasn't the nicest thing, but it was entertaining to us singles.

My favorite 'troll' was probably when Harry tried to convince a girl he knew her because she was at a strip club he worked at. The boyfriend had the most confused look on his face. Even though it was all a lie, the girl looked so nervous that she would pass out. It was all so priceless.

At about 6 we headed back to my house, the dance was just an hour away and neither of us were ready. We laughed the whole car ride, talking about the people in the park. I doubt we'll ever see those people again, which is the best part.

We quickly ran upstairs, Harry changed in my room and I changed in the bathroom. I redid my makeup an made it look a little fancier, and put on a shade red lipstick to top it all off. I walked out and saw Harry waiting by the door.

"You look amazing." He complimented while fixing the collar on his shirt. "Thanks, you look great as well." I replied, blushing at what he had said. "Shall we be on our way?" Harry said with a smile. I smiled back and linked arms with his as we walked to the car.


"Heyyyy!" Niall yelled when we got to the dance. He was the first person we saw. "Where are the lads?" Harry yelled. Not in a mean way, the music was just too loud.

"Liam and Marilyn are somewhere in the crowd, Louis isn't here yet, and I haven't seen Zayn for the past ten minutes." Niall answered. This is the second time Zayn's been left alone at a party, first time he was broken down and crying. "I have to go find Zayn." I said into Harry's ear and started to walk away, but he grabbed my arm to stop me. "Don't worry about him, Jenna. Trust me, he's alright. Just trust me." I didn't know why he was so sure about Zayn, but I believed him. I wanted tonight to just be a day of fun. Not worry.

I danced with Niall and Harry for the first few songs, then someone came up behind me. "Let's talk somewhere private." They said as the urged me to walk with them. I couldn't make out their face in the little lighting, but I recognized the voice. Liam.

"What do you want to talk about?" I asked. We were right outside of the dance, where the music was much lower. "I know Harry told you about me asking Marilyn to come with me. I wanted to tell you that, if I did, I didn't mean to hurt you by it. I still like you, we just wouldn't work. We don't have the same chemistry. But I don't want you out of my life, know that."

"Don't worry about it," I smiled. "I don't have a problem with it, I'm completely fine." He sighed in relief and smiled back. "Good. Friends?" I nodded in agreement as we went back inside. It's good to know he still cares about me, at least now it won't feel so awkward trying to talk to him.

Everything is basically back to normal.

I saw Louis a few times later in the night and danced with him while Niall and Harry were part of the dance off in the middle of the floor. Afterwards Harry, Liam, Marilyn and I danced together and laughed at each others ridiculous moves. Niall said he was going to get something to drink, but I didn't know where Louis went off to. I still hadn't seen Zayn. Every time I asked to go check on him, Harry told me to just enjoy the party. I eventually went along with it.

I didn't realize how fast time had gone by until I checked my phone, realizing I needed to go out to the garden to finally see my 'mystery man'. I told the others that I would be right back, and for the first time the whole night Harry let me go.

I bumped into a few people while walking out the door, I wasn't able to keep focused on where I was going as reality hit me. I was finally finding him. And anything could happen.

I'm not going to lie, my heart was racing. I had an empty feeling in my stomach as I snuck around to the back, knowing I can't chicken out now. I need to do this. No matter how nervous I got and how badly I wanted to bail, I knew I would regret turning back around.

The garden was quite the walk, so I used my time to think. I needed to expect the best, and prepare for the worse.

Expect the best, prepare for the worse.

Expect the best, prepare for the worse.

I told myself that over and over, trying to convince myself.

When I could finally see the garden, I saw someone standing tall. There were lamp posts around the back of the garden, but he still remained a black figure. I could tell he had his head down, hands held behind his back. I started trembling with every step I took. I was beyond nervous.

The closer I got, I still wasn't able to see his face. All of the boys besides Harry wore a black suit, so his outfit was no help for clues. I took my last step as I was right in front of him. I stood there not saying anything, he stayed looking at the ground.

After what felt like forever, he finally looked up at me. It frustrated me so much that I couldn't see his face in the darkness. The lights beaming behind him made it even harder to tell. I barely could see the little smirk on his face.

He took a step closer while I was frozen on the spot, our bodies almost touching.

"Hello beautiful."

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