Invisible String || H.S

Chapter 17

"Hi Evie, it's been a while" I hear Harry say through the phone and a soft smile forms across my face. 

"I know, I thought you forgot about me for a second" I joke as I turn over, crawling even deeper under the covers and finding comfort in its warmth. 

"I could never forget about you" he says softly before taking a deep breath and continuing "I've been meaning to call or text you but things have been busy with promoting the album and the upcoming small tour. Speaking of which, I'm playing a show in Boston in February and was just wondering if you'd like to come. If you don't that's totally fine I just figured I would ask because Niall mentioned that you would possibly be interested and so then I called you and I could be wrong so I'm sorry if you're not interes-"

I cut him off with a small laugh before he can finish. "Harry I would love to come, I was actually planning on texting you about the show because Niall mentioned it when we were driving today." 

I hear him let out a deep breath "oh okay perfect, I'll have a ticket with your name on it waiting. I don't know if Niall told you this but I'm also coming back to Boston next Tuesday until Sunday to visit him and some other friends and I would love it if we could get together" he clears his throat as a blush creeps on my face "I mean I would love if we could spend some time together." 

My heart does a plummet into my stomach as thoughts of what happened the last time he was here seeps into my mind and I quickly shake my head to clear them. "Yeah I would love to see you while you're here, I'm always free after class and I think I have the weekend open too."

"Perfect, well I realize that it's probably pretty late for you so I'll let you get some sleep. You must be tired after having to drive for a while." 

"Yeah I'm pretty sleepy."

"Well thanks for staying up for me."

"Always." 

"Goodnight Evelyn."

"Goodnight Harry." 

I hang up the phone and rest it back on my bedside table before my mind starts to swarm with the thought of seeing Harry within a week. I'm gonna see Harry within a week and I just slept with Ezra... s h i t. 

I roll over with a groan and try and clear my mind by thinking of anything but forest green eyes but my mind keeps going back to the night at Nialls. The way his hands felt against my skin, the way his lips felt against mine, soft but then needy and all consuming and the way that my body felt like it was floating. 

I need to stop thinking about this, about him. Reaching over I quickly turn off my bedside light and flip over onto my stomach. I close my eyes but the thought of green ones still linger, after a few moments the exhaustion from the day takes over and I find myself being pulled into sleep.  

The morning light leaves soft streaks across the sheets of my bed and I'm slowly pulled awake by the sounds of the trees outside my room blowing in the morning breeze. I lazily sit up, rubbing my eyes and stretching before I run a hand through my curls and reach over for my phone. 

No new messages.

Pulling the covers off I slowly walk over to the bathroom and strip off before hopping in the shower. I quickly wash my hair and body before stepping out and brushing my teeth. I pad back into my room and quickly throw on jeans and a baggy scarlet sweater. Unwrapping the towel from my hair I quickly put in some product before letting my curls fall and frame around my face. 

Walking out into the hall, the smell of french toast quickly fills my nose and I take the stairs down to the first level. Walking through the living room I turn a corner and am met with a kitchen full of my family and a blonde boy who sticks out like a sore thumb.