The Photographer - h.s

The spot

"You know, you could just look it up on google. Almost any question you have has an answer online." He said with amusement it and I shook my head.

"Who cares? I don't want to read about it from some blog from some girl who knows all too many details about your life." I told him truthfully and he chuckled. And I wasn't going to go look online, I wanted to hear him tell me, I want him to share parts of himself that he wants me to see.

"Besides my mom and my sister, it's probably Mitch. He's my best friend, he's a pain in the ass, he's kind of a dick, but he's my best friend." He said with a large smile. And this is why I wanted to hear everything from him, I wanted to see the emotions he has when he talks about things that are important to him. "Who would your person be?" He asked back and smiled as I thought about Sophia.

"My best friend Sophia, definitely." I said back and he nodded with a soft smile.

"Not your parents?" He asked and my heart sunk a little and I shook my head.

"Uh...no, they aren't around anymore." I told him and his expression softened and twisted with sympathy.

"I'm sorry... when...what happened?" He asked gently and I looked back to the lights and thought about my dad and the man he used to be, and my mother's face crept in with his memory and I didn't want to imagine the type of person that she could've turned into.

"What would your perfect day look like?" I asked him avoiding the question, he looked back out at the lights and moved his hand closer to mine that sat between the two of us.

"My perfect day? Sleeping in to start the morning, I would take my time getting ready and head of to Beachwood cafe and get a coffee and a sandwich-"

"How do you take your coffee?" I interrupted and he chuckled.

"Black." He replied and I scrunched my fave in disgust, it doesn't surprise me though that he keeps his coffee order so simple. "After breakfast, I would go for a run, probably write some music, and then come here and watch it get dark and watch the city start to turn off." He said and I looked back to him, the lights reflecting in his eyes as we sat in silence for a moment.

"See? I never would've known that just by looking you up." I told him and he smiled widely and nodded.

"Yeah...I guess you're right." He hooked his pinky around mine and pulled his hand over mine and wrapped his fingers around mine and it felt like electricity was being sent through my body just from this touch. "Thank you, by the way. For agreeing to shoot with me today."

"It was more fun than I was expecting it to be." I told him honestly and he smirked. "Thank you for taking me here...showing me your spot." I told him and his smirk turned into a sheepish smile. I felt very comfortable here, with him, It felt so familiar, like we've done this before. He seems to make every conversation feel full and like it has his whole attention.

We sat in silence for a while but it was comfortable, it took up the space without overflowing or weighing too heavy. It was a perfect kind of peace.

He helped me up off the ground and I patted down my pants to get any dirt off. I grabbed my flashlight and turned it on as his turned on moments right after. He led us back to the car and held the door open for me to hop in.

"Okay, now I will take you back to your apartment." He said as he closed his door and pulled the seatbelt across his body and I smiled in response. He pulled out from the road and we started back the way we came.

"When did you find that place?" I asked him and he licked his lips before replying.

"About a year ago. I like to go there when life gets too overwhelming. It's the one of the only places I can go and not be 'Harry Styles' and to just take up as much or as little space as I need." He said and I nodded, it hurts a little knowing that he has heavy feelings like that where he seeks out an emotional shelter.

"Is it hard? Being thrown into a spotlight...I can't imagine that being fun all the time." I asked and he smirked and nodded.

"It's...it's amazing, to have such a large platform and to feel so much support and joy from everyone around me. But... I find it hard to just feel normal sometimes? Like... like I surrounded by so many people who love me and love what I do but...it can be so suffocating.. and I know I sound selfish because... this is everything, this is more than what I used to be able to dream would happen. It just, it's a lonely place to be... I'm never sure who I can or can't trust and I go through a lot of my hard shit alone." He told me and I looked over to him and his face was emotionless but soft. "But you... I know it's naive, Mitch already told me...and also weighed the pro and cons for me, and then called me a moron... before finally giving in and trusting me... but I just have this gut feeling that you are just as genuine as I think you are." He said and it made me smile...it made me smile thinking about Harry vouching for me to Mitch... it made me smile thinking about Harry even talking about me to Mitch at all. "Plus you're pretty so you get bonus points." He added as he chuckled and I smiled and hit his arm playfully as he pulled into my apartment complex.

"Well, I'd invite you up but I might have some company already." I told him and he looked at me confused but smiling.

"Are you taking about the stray cat?" He asked chuckling and I nodded with a smile. "Have you given him a name?" He then added and I gave him a sheepish smile and nodded.

"His name is Arlo. I'll tell him you said hi!" I told him happily before stepping out of the car.

"Goodnight Victoria Townes." He said before I closed the door, I paused a moment standing in the open car doorway.

"Goodnight, Harry Styles."

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!!!!!!!!! We learned a little more about Harry in this chapter and a little bit about Vic!!

Things only go up from here everyone! I can't wait for the rest of their story to start unfolding!

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-R