Two days later, I decide to go to my favorite park. Book in hand, as I walk down the sidewalk, I round the corner.
I think about certain things on my way.
Harry was kinda cute.... Brooklyn! What are you thinking?!?! You shouldn't try falling for him! You should know better!
Thing is, I did not better. A relationship with him would be like something out of a book... But I chose to ignore that anyways.
I was in deep thought over someone who I'd just met... Well, in person, I've known him for a while now, but it was the first meeting in person.
As I reach the park, I sit down next to a tree. I had a favorite reading spot here and I knew pretty much everyone who came here... Unless it was tourists.
I leaned back against the tree and then opened my book. I started reading and soon lost track of time.
As I kept reading this romance novel, I got very involved in it. I was sitting there, wishing that I could help the character out, but sadly, I couldn't.
After a while I notice that it's starting to get dark... I get up off of the ground and start to leave.
As I round a corner leaving the park I run into someone.
I feel a very hot, wet substance on my shirt.
"Haa hot!" I say.
I look up and stumble back a little.
"I am so sorry, I didn't see you!" He says.
"No, no, it's my fault. I should've been looking where I was going."
"But I spilt coffee on you." His Cheshire accent was deep.
"It's ok, I should've been looking where I was going." I say. "Let me buy you another coffee."
"No, no! You don't have to do that, really. If anything, I should be buying you a new shirt." He says.
"No, Harry. You don't have to do that." I say.
I look into his eyes and he looks into mine. He studies me for a moment, but before he can really tell who I am, I run off.
"Wait! Come back!" He says.
I keep running. If he wanted to catch me, then he'd have to run after me!
I run to the next intersection, and as I'm about to cross the road, I fill to arms grab me around my waist.
"Why in the world did you run?" He turns me around and asks me.
He looks confused.
"B-because, I didn't want you to buy me a new shirt. You don't have too." I say.
"We could spend all night discussing that it's both of our faults, but lets just make it simple..." As he's about to say something else. His phone rings and he has to release me to get it.
"Don't run off." He says in a warning tone.
"Sorry Styles, but I have too. I don't like walking home in the dark!" I say taking off again.
He had to answer it and after I'm a ways away, I look back to see that he's off of his phone, standing there with his hands on his hips.
I start running again. I don't wanna send him on a wild goose chase, but I don't want him to have to pay for a new shirt either!
When I finally get home, I look around.
"She's gone again!" I say out loud. "Must be with Niall."
She hasn't really told me much about him, normally she tells me a little bit...
I go into my bedroom and then to my bathroom. I take a long hot shower thinking about the events that just occurred. After I get out, I wrap a towel around my body and go into my bedroom. I dress in my pajamas and climb into bed.
I lay there thinking about him.
I got to see him again. I'm glad he didn't find out who I was.... Though, he couldn't really tell because it was beginning to get dark.
I slowly start to fall asleep with Harry still on my mind.