Novel & Cerita Fanfic Harry Styles

Time to bring out my invisible long list of questions. “How old are you?” I asked. He lowered his eyes. “That? You couldn't just G****e me?” I scoffed “I don't care about you that much Aaron Vanderbilt” Lies, it had not occurred to me to. I don't think I’d ever actually googled anyone before. Except Harry Styles of course. He gave a slight chuckle. I squinted. Did Aaron just laugh? With me? The meds must have been getting to him I suppose.

You and I We don't wanna be like them We can make till the end Nothing can come between You and I Not even the gods above Can separate the two of us I hummed softly along and he looked over at me. "Big fan,huh?" "No, just one of them." I pulled over into the parking lot. "Who's this unlucky guy?" "One, he's not unlucky. Two, it's Harry." We walked towards my locker. "Harry Styles?" "No," I rolled my eyes at him. "Harry Potter." "Haha, really funny." He said as I slammed my locker shut. I turned on my heels and coffee spilled on my shirt. Way to start Friday morning. "Watch the hell where you're going." The voice barked.