2015

Larissa Jones has dreams of a boy, a boy she's never met. Every night would be a new fantasy in this perfect relationship. Dates to restaurants; watching the sunset or drives into the middle of nowhere. It was perfect and he was perfect too. Dark brown ringlets framed his face and bottomless green eyes that she could stare into forever.

But when Larissa goes to see a fortune teller for fun with her friend and the fortune teller magically recites everything in her dreams-that she’s going to meet a boy in a couple of years, with brown curls and green eyes and will go on wonderful and romantic dates with, she starts to unravel that maybe these aren’t just dreams, but visions into the future, her whole world changes.

How will she meet this boy? She finally stops delving into her dreamland of books long enough to make the connection that this boy isn’t just some recurring perfection, he’s Harry Styles and with millions of fans worldwide (after doing some research), how will she meet

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8. How I Wish He Knew.

I’ve found him. I’ve found the boy. I’ve found my soul mate. Oh my God. I felt like I was going to faint. I felt light-headed and dizzy. My eyes were wide and my jaw slack. I can’t believe it.

‘Larissa! Are you dressed yet? Its 12pm!’ my mum shouted up the stairs.

‘Um… no!’ I shouted back, my voice slightly shaky and wavering a lot. I hope she doesn’t notice. Wow I slept in late.

‘Okay then but hurry up! We’re going out for dinner today with your Grandma and Granddad!’

I groaned and started banging my head on the wall. Why today? I love them to bits but I seriously needed today to think and recover and to do some serious research! Also because I’m an only child it means that I get all of the questions and ‘how’ve you been?’ or the ‘have you found a boyfriend’ sort of thing. I really needed a sibling to pile this onto.

I did my thinking whilst slipping on some jeans, a random top and my converse (and also doing whatever I need to do in the bathroom but I thought we went over that you didn’t need to know this).

I actually cannot believe I’ve found him. He looks the exact same as well. The dark brown hair that is gradually gotten curlier than wavy now; the piercing green eyes that when I stared at them I felt like he knew me straight away. I know that sounds silly because it’s an album cover but its one of those things where you have to be there to see it. I don’t know what I’m feeling like today. I definitely feel happy because I’ve found him. I feel a sense of relief because if I hadn’t of bought that album and found him then I don’t know what I would do-I’m on the verge of having a panic attack just thinking about it.

But I also feel very, very scared, what does this mean now? I wasn’t supposed to find him until two years time which will be 2015 (I made a mental note of that). Does this mean I will find him earlier? I’ve found out he’s famous-does this change anything? Do I want to find him earlier? A thousand questions ran through my mind but no one to answer them.

I thought of calling Betty but then thought better of it. More than likely she’d be on her travels somewhere else. I know she gave me her number and said she was ‘interested’ in my case but I highly doubt she cares. I will call her though and see if she wants to know more. I may call her in a couple of days when I hopefully have more research to give her. I need to find the research about ‘him’ and maybe she would help me answer the questions Google couldn’t answer like the ones that ran through my brain earlier.

I better hurry up now before my parents get impatient. Best get this dinner over and done with now. I might have time later to do some studying.

That was my plan when I walked downstairs and my grandparents greeted me.

My Grandma came over and gave me a big sloppy kiss on the cheek. I inwardly cringed.

‘Hello darling,’ she smiled.

‘Hello Grandma,’ I forced a smile towards her. I also greeted my Granddad.

‘Come on then we best get moving otherwise we’ll be late,’ my dad said, ushering us towards the door.

We went to a local restaurant. I was too engrossed in my thoughts to check the name of it. I sort of drifted a bit throughout the conversations that went on during the meal. I paid attention when I got asked a question but other than that I stayed silent. I was very tense as well and I picked at my food and just drank my water. My mum kept sending me worried glances as I usually didn’t not want food. Maybe I looked ill; I hadn’t saw myself in the mirror yet but I was sure I didn’t looked like my normal self. I didn’t care though.

I spent the ten minutes at the end repeatedly telling my grandparents that ‘I love them’ and ‘I’ll call them soon’ and ‘goodbyes’. As soon as I good I ran out to the car and waited for my parents to take me home.

‘Larry, are you okay?’ my mum asked finally.

‘Yeah, I’m fine,’ I replied casually.

‘Are you sure? You were acting very different in there. It was rude.’

‘Mum, I’m fine. I’m just tired remember?’

She huffed and turned back around. She was so paranoid and I didn’t even know why.

Once we got back to the house, I ran up the stairs and into my bedroom. I dumped my bag and jacket on the floor and picked up my laptop. I had to go on the only thing I knew of them at the moment and that was their name. One Direction. I typed it in the search bar and thousands of results appeared in an instant. Woah, they are more popular then I thought.

I clicked on a page that looked very factual and it appeared a second later. I then sat there for about three hours just finding loads of information on them.
Their names were Zayn Malik-wait what! Oh my God-I've met him! Gah! Wow... the rest are Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, Niall Horan and… Harry Styles. It suited him, that name. I kept reciting it over and over in my head. To be honest I just wanted to find information on him. I found him fascinating.

I found out that he grew up in a small village called Holmes Chapel in Cheshire. His parents had a divorce when he was seven and now he also has a step-dad called Robin. His mums called Anne and his biological dad is called Des. He only has one sibling which is a sister called Gemma. His full name is Harry Edward Styles. He was born on the 1st of February 1994 and that makes him the youngest of One Direction. He loves cats and has one called Dusty. He was in a band when he was younger called White Eskimo and he entered into a Battle of the Bands competition with them and won. He was their lead singer and grew quite popular in his town. His musical influences were The Beatles, Elvis Presley, The Rolling Stones and John Mayer.
He used to work in a bakery and when he was younger he ambitioned to become a lawyer. He supports Manchester United and his favourite colour is blue. His favourite movies are Love Actually, Titanic and The Notebook. He can juggle and play the kazoo and really dislikes swearing and smoking. He hates snakes and has lots of tattoos. He loves cars and currently has five; he has four nipples and suffers badly from hay fever.
He is absolutely perfect. I fell asleep dreaming of this boy who was probably a million miles away living his dream without a care in the world. How I wish he knew.
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