“I’m home!” I called as I went inside my house.
“Welcome home, honey!” My mother said. I smiled and walked to the kitchen, seeing her cooking another dish.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Oh, nothing. Just experimenting again.” I laughed.
“Mom, you’re always doing that. Don’t blast anything, okay?” My mom laughed back, and I kissed her cheek and went upstairs. One time, when my mom did something like this, the oven blasted. Good thing nothing was burnt. Except the new-styled cookies she tried to make inside the oven. By cookies I don’t mean those normal cookies you see in reality.
I took my planner from my desk and checked my schedules for tomorrow. I’m surprisingly free. How nice.
This is so unlike me-well, maybe a little-but I took my phone and dialed the number everybody would think I would dial: Harry’s number.
“Hello?” His voice is as handsome as I always hear it in reality face-to-face.
“H—hello, Harry?” I asked, my voice shivering.
“Yes? What is it? Is something wrong?” Questions suddenly popped outside of his mouth.
“Umm…” I hesitated for a moment, then continued. “Do you have anything to do tomorrow? I’m actually free the whole day.”
“Really?” Harry’s voice became sad. “No, sorry.” I gave him a sad sigh, and I could hear him panicking. It was obvious. Harry Styles is an open book.
“Oh, really…?” I sighed again.
Then Harry started saying, “No, wait! I have an idea. We’ll be recording our new song tomorrow. Why don’t you come? Is it okay for you?”
“Sounds fun!” I said, smiling right away. “What time?”
“I’ll just pick you up myself. After the recording, we can hang out.” I smiled wider.
“Thanks, Harry.” I said.
“I love you.” He said. I could feel fireworks and sparks fly inside me. I wonder why my insides aren’t getting on fire because of it? Maybe it’s because it’s a good thing. But I knew what to say back. Just because I knew it’s true.
“I love you, too.” I answered. I could hear Harry happily making a happy dance, and I laughed. “Bye.”
“Bye.” He said. And we hung up. I jumped to my bed and rolled myself for thirty minutes flat.
I’m so happy today. Because Harry Styles and I are already a couple. And we’re going to have a date tomorrow.
And more of because he said “I love you.”
I waited for a few minutes after I dressed up. I stood up and looked in front of the mirror again. I’ve been feeling all self-conscious ever since I finished dressing up.
I heard a honk outside and brisk walked to my room’s window. And, as I wished for, I saw Harry Style’s car parked in front of my house. I heard a knock on the door.
“Honey?” My mom’s voice called form outside. “Harry Styles is waiting for you. Is this what I think it is?”
I shivered at her serious tone of voice, but I can’t lie to my mother. So I took up all my courage and walked to the door and opened it, seeing my mom crossing her arms and giving me this, “You have to tell me the long-story-short details right now” look. I sighed.
“Yes, mom. It’s what you think it is.”
“Taylor, if what happened last time and the other last times you had this kind of relationship happens again…”
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