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?

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3. Jan 17 2013 Part 1

Hectic morning.

I woke up about 20 minutes late, leaving me no time to eat and barely any time to get ready. As I was about to leave for school but i noticed there was a note taped to my window. Creepy, right?

Anyway, I opened it to realize it was the usual. I was starting to really get used to this love letter thing. It read:

Dear Jenna,

I seriously can't stop thinking about you. Your smile, your eyes. All so amazing.

I wish I could show you who I was. But I know you won't believe me if I were to tell you.

So we can just keep playing this little game of the mystery guy. I'll be seeing you in my dreams, love. x

 

It bothers my so much that he won't admit who it is. What could possibly be so bad about the guy?? I would never judge a book by its cover. All I need to know who this is!

Nothing happened for the first half of school. It wasn't until lunch something happened. I was walking to my seat from the lunch line when I saw Harry, one of Zayn's friends, leaning against the wall next to the checkout. He was just staring at me.

I've never actually talked to Harry. I've talked to Niall plenty of times, he's actually a friend of mine. I've known him for a while, he's not mean like Zayn is.

But I don't know about Harry.

He was always just sort of.... There.. If you understand what I'm trying to say, here. I never paid much attention to him.

He was tall. A little taller than Zayn, even. I always found that to be intimidating. He had dark brown hair and curly locks. He has stunning emerald eyes, not something that could easily go unnoticed. All of the girls secretly liked him but none of them would admit it because he had a reputation. I have to admit though, he isn't a bad looking guy.

I ignored his staring and was walking to my table. My friends saw me and smiled, but they quickly stopped and directed their attention to whoever was behind me. Obviously I turned around, wondering who was causing the distraction.

I was hesitant and for some reason shocked at who stood so close to me.

Harry.

He grabbed my arm tightly and smiled at me. But it didn't seem like a good smile. It scared me. The only thing he said:

"Did you like my note?"

 

 

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