Oct 13, 2013
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Harry Imagine for Layla!
"Sorry man, tickets to Italy are sold out! Now leave before I have to call the officials," the man said at the counter. His baggy green over shirt went up as his hand did to his hair, running his fingers through it. His white t-shirt looked like he just picked it up off the street, as a matter of fact, he looked like a hobo. He pounded his fist on the desk as he walked away and to the edge of the subway wall watching the train go by. You were minding your own business, but you heard the disgruntled man growl a little.
"You not having a bright day?" you asked.
"No, they didn't have anymore tickets to Italy," he said very annoyed.
"I'm going there alone, and I have this extra ticket that's now available!" you said holding out your extra ticket to him.
"Oh, thank you...." he trailed off.
"Layla!" you said with a smile, but then look back at the rails.
"Harry! Why do you have this extra ticket?" he asked, "And why're you going alone?" he seemed very concerned.
"Oh, me and my boyfriend were planning to go to Italy together, just for fun, and just my luck he broke up with me, oh well!" you explained.
"Well, I'm quiet sorry!" Harry said. You whispered it's okay, but he didn't hear you. The train for Italy came and you smiled at Harry once more, then boarded. He boarded behind you, but with a bunch of people crowding in front of him. You walked quiet quickly to your seat ahead of you and sat down. Though, Harry sat four seats behind you on the left side of the train, as your back was facing his face. He kept looking at you, seeming that he hadn't appreciated your offer or said thank you.
You got up to go to the bathroom, and Harry got up to get to action. Quickly writing on a piece of paper he wrote "Layla, sincere condolences, thank you for this ticket xx" and left it in your bag. When you got off the train in Italy , you were absolutely thirsty, so you reached into your bag for your wallet, but your fingers stumbled upon a loose paper. You read it and smiled to yourself as it was just like those pictures on tumblr. You looked up from the paper looking for the man in the tattered white t-shirt and green overshirt, but saw him to be no where. You looked behind you to see if he was there, maybe hoping that it would be like the fanfics that you read, but he was nowhere to be found. HE'S NEVER COMING BACK BUT INSTEAD NIALL STABS YOU IN THE STOMACH
You smiled to yourself as you knew this man was a mystery, and that is the best love story there is.
i think i messaged one of you guys and i don't remember which one i'm so confused omg if i messaged you srry i'm not weird i swear!!!
HOLY CRAP YOU'RE FLAWLESS OMG
AW THANK YOU BUT NO IM NOT
you're so pretty!
lmao thank you, cutie! but i dont really think so hahahah
guys we have the best neighbors ever
WAIT A MINUTE....when did you change your url again? i feel stupid if it's been changed for a while
aaahhh! don't be babe, I literally changed it like two hours ago gah! xx
Dear Layla (stunnurs)
Oh hi you're perf. Seriously. I love your blog so much and I could reblog everything and just stay on your blog for hours and hours. You also seem super sweet and it was super cray that we were in the same city a couple of days ago jasldfjaslkfjlsaj. WE COULDVE PASSED EACH OTHER ON THE STREET AND NOT KNOWN IT OK.
xoxo,
Connie