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Torn (One Direction fanfic)


Chapter 4

I haven't uploaded in a couple of days because I wanted to see if people were actually reading it or not lol. :) but yeah, sorry guys, I am not the best when it comes to writing in Harry's perspective because I'm American and it's hard for me to type and think of a dialogue fit for a British person (using the correct terminology and such). Please bare with me :) hope you like this fan fic so far. Add it to your reading list, pass it on, vote, or comment! Let me know what you think. :) xo, LC

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Lauren's POV

WOW. This hug is phenomenal! It's totally cliché but it feels as if the world was spinning and it was only Harry and I at the mall; there were sparks in my stomach, my knees were weak, and I felt as if I was floating on the clouds. This simple hug is more than I can ever ask for. I don't know why, but it just feels so right hugging him and conversing with him for the past hour. Call me crazy, but I feel like he's the puzzle piece that completes me. Maybe he could be the one. Caught up in my own thoughts I questioned why I'm such a hopeless romantic. Ugh, well I guess I could blame it on the sappy love stories from Nicholas Sparks. Snapping out of my thoughts, I let go of his hug only to meet those captivating green eyes, those luscious curls, and those biceps of his. Not to mention that smile of his that could make any girl melt (which I mentally did), but I played it off as if it didn't phase me. As much I didn't want to leave, duty calls and I have to go back to work.

"Well thank you for the lunch, but unfortunately, I have to get back to work. It was nice meeting you Harry!"

"Likewise, but Lauren....see you soon?"

Trying to sound as nonchalantly as I possibly could I responded with a simple, "Yeah, okay. Well bye!" and walked off. But all I wanted to do was squeal, do a happy dance, and jump like a maniac. Oh and possibly hyperventilate, just the typical fan girling moment.

As I turned the corner, I started skipping and replaying the last hour I had with Harry in my head which only gave me even more butterflies. I couldn't wait to give Sammantha a call to fill her in on my encounter with Hazza. Knowing her she would freak out, but I know she'd keep this a secret because there is no way I want other people finding out. Even though I don't care what others think, I just didn't want to deal with the hate and death threats I'd get on twitter and tumblr if the fandom found out I was hanging out with Harry.

But anyways, here I am back at work and Bri (my manger) has detected something has been up with me.

"What's up with that smile of yours? You seem extremely jolly today!" she asked suspiciously.

"errmm...Aren't I always like this?"

"Yeah you're always giddy and energetic, but you somehow today you seem a little bit extra giddy."

"Oh really? must have been the mocha frap I just got! I guess they put in a lot of caffeine shots today..." trying to play it off.

"Very well then, get back to greeting and folding clothes." With that said she left to assist some troubling customers at the jeans wall.

Phew! That was a close one. Glancing at the time on my phone, I still have two hours left. Just lovely, two hours to deal with some of these obnoxious customers and two hours until my feet can rest; two more hours until I become perfectly sane again. As I was standing there folding and greeting, I couldn't help but wonder if Harry's thinking about me and about our lunch. I for sure couldn't get him out of my mind. Who am I kidding, why would a mega super star like him like a normal girl like me? He has all of these super models and Taylor swift kind of people after him with loads of fame and fortune. Then there's me: a freaking potato. Yep, that definitely boosted my level of confidence...just kidding. Even though Harry has said some really sweet words which made me feel special, I didn't think he genuinely meant it because he's known to be a really big flirt. But there's a part of me that wants to believe him.

In the meantime...

Harry's POV

"HEY HARRY, WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!" I didn't even have to open my eyes but I knew right away it was my best mate Louis. Once again, he is being his crazy self and jumping up and down on my bed disrupting me from my slumber. What a surprise.

"Go back to your room! I'm knackered! "I informed him, still closing my eyes.

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