Adeline's P.O.V
It's currently 6 and I have yet to figure out what to wear. I scan through my closet one more time before I just throw on a pair of black high waisted shorts, an old maroon and gold school shirt, and a pair of white converse. Simple, I guess. I decide to leave my hair in its natural waves, because I just don't have the patients to do anything with it. I walk over to my vanity to get started on my makeup. I normally wear makeup. Not that I really need it, but I like it. I don't wear a ton of makeup, but I don't wear just a little. I apply BB cream to my face, then I fill in my eyebrows. Yes I do full my eyebrows in, because they look better that way. I then contour my face, and add blush to my checks as well. I then add eyeliner to my bottom waterline and mascara and a nude lipstick, then I'm done. I decided not to wear eyeshadow, because I'm running a little late, and I'm going to be outside.
I look at myself one last time in the mirror before I grab my bag and leave the house. No I don't carry a purse, I carry a tiny little back pack. I can't stand purses, honestly. I mean who wants to carry that all the time.
After about 10 minutes of walking, I finally make my way to the football field. A bunch of people are already here. It's already loud. Very loud.
I make my way to the entrance, and I pay for my ticket. After I pay for my ticket I find a seat and sit down. I'm actually kinda in the front. I'm not meaning to be, but there isn't very many seats left, believe it or not.
Before I know it, the game begins. I see the football team run onto the field and take their seats on the bench.
"Adeline! Adeline!" I hear someone say.
I look over at the field and find Harry smiling at me and waving me over. I get up and walk towards him.
"Hey!" I say smiling at him.
He looks up at me, since I'm on the bleachers and he's on the field.
"You made it."
"I said I would, didn't I?"
"I'm glad you did make it."
"STYLES!" The coach yells.
"You better go." I say smiling at him.
"Uh, yeah. I'll see you after the game?" He says with his oh so infamous dimple smile.
"Yeah. Good luck!" I say.
"Thanks Adeline." He smiles.
"Why do you do that?" I ask, kind of annoyed.
"Do what?" He says, acting innocent.
"Call me Adeline." I groan.
"That's your name isn't it?" He smirks at me.
"Styles! Stop flirting and get your ass out there!" Coach yells again.
"Coming." He groans to the coach.
"See ya Adeline!" He waves, before running off to the field.
I make my way back to my seat with a smile on my face.
I soon realize that a group of people are looking at me. I don't know what for, but I decide to ignore it for the well being of myself.
I start to learn throughout the game that Harry is actually the quarterback and he's really good. After a good 3 or so hours, the Linder Cove Bulls won. 35-28. It was a pretty good game, if I say so myself.
I make my way to the back of the bleachers, when my phone starts to vibrate. Harry's name pops up on my screen and I gladly accept the call.
"Hey." I say.
