You're my everything (A Harry Styles

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A fantasy that turned into reality
My plans weren't to run into him on the beach. So it was even more embarrasing to literally, run into him. But it happened. And it totally turned my life turned upside down, and I couldn't slow things down. Were we meant to be? Or was he just another heartbreaking loser? I really couldn't tell at the time. So don't ask me why I didn't say 'no' in the first place. If I had done that, I wouldn't have ruined my life before it was over. But, when love takes over, you can't really help but go along with it, right? (sigh.) I don't know...

A walk along the beach...
I carefully pulled the bucket off the sand. "Yay! It didn't break!" I laughed happily, examining my sandcastle.

I was quite proud of it, although there were a few cracks in it, making it perfectly imperfect. I stood up, and shook the dust off my shorts.

I started running along the beach, and looked behind me to see my sandcastle fading away into the distance. It was a great day, wind in my blondish hair, I felt like a movie star, and there was no one else on the beach.... BAM! I crashed backwards into the sand. (At least, um, I THOUGHT no one else was on the beach.) "Aaugh!" I screamed, sand in my eyes. "What the.... oh! Oh, I'm so sorry!" A voice gasped. I sat up straight, and scratched at my eyes, trying to get the sand out. "Here, let me help you..." The voice continued, and I felt my arms being pulled up. I stood up, and blinked a few times, and finally I could see. "Oh my gosh. OH MY GOSH. You're...." I stuttered, trying not to choke on my own words. It was, the one and only, Harry Styles. I stumbled backwards, but he reached out and grabbed my shoulder to steady me. "Yeah, it's me. Who are you?" He asked. I swallowed. "Josie.... uh, Josie Roberts." I stammered, shaking his hand awkwardly. I had to get away, this was way to much for me to take on.