Straight from the heart

*Firstly i don't own any of the pictures i will be using. I found them on google, tumbler etc. credits to the owners.*


This is basically another love story, ist about this girl named Jesy and blah blah, read it then you will find out, im not sure how much i will update but if you like it, please heart it and comment it, and i dont even know.. But enjoy the story anyways x

*This story starts to take place when Harry isn't famous*

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8. Party!

Brown curls, green eyes, cheeky smile and dimples, no doubt, it was Harry. So he’s here? How great! -No. I answered cold and acted as I didn’t remember him, but I'm pretty sure he saw right through me as his next answer back did explain he saw what I was doing.  -I know you remember me; you don’t have to act like that. -Okay cool.  -Come on! It’s just a dance? He was right in the fact so I got up and as I drank my drink in one I answered alright and he leaded me to the dance floor. As we danced the time went by and we got out, getting a drink. Maybe he was a nice guy after all.   -So what are you anyway doing here I haven’t seen you before.  -I know, I moved here with my mum. -Your mum has a sister named Sarah?!  -yes! How did you know that? I hid my face in my hands starting to laugh as I tried to explain him how. -My mum is your mum’s sister’s friend!  -Oh guess we’ll be seeing each other a lot then? I started to laugh and then I got that he meant it.  -What no? I had some drinks and I guess I was a tiny bit drunk. I didn’t think all clear but I knew what I was doing.  -Okay, well, if we aren’t going to see each other again would you mind a last dance? -Yes! I will just finish my drink! I finished it and on the way I finished Harry’s too. I barley couldn’t walk, and right now I knew I shouldn’t drink anymore. It was the first time I got drunk like really drunk. As I started to spin around and singing- yelling with on the lyrics, Harry’s even more perfect laugh came. I took my hands on his face yelling something I don’t remember and then I pulled him with me longer down the beach. There I sat down in the sand almost making him fall down next to me. I couldn’t tell if Harry was drunk or not but in the next moment my lips were way to close at his face. He pulled back before mine touched his.   -You don’t want to kiss me?  I said in a sad voice wondering why he wouldn’t kiss me. I mean earlier today he did flirt with me? I will never learn to understand boys.  -Maybe, but not now. You’re drunk and you don’t know what you’re doing, I have too much respect for you to do that. -I know what I'm doing.  In the moment I said that I learned over but moved my face and puked right next to his foot. Then everything turned black, the next thing I remembered was waking up in an unknown bed.      
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