My hand twitched towards my phone. Should I call him? I decided against it.
He was so protective. I began to think about the fact that he probably hadn't told me other things too. But I knew everything about Harry... The way he flicked his curls when he was nervous, the little twinkle in his eye when he played music...
But then again, maybe I didn't know Harry. He obviously didn't want to tell me everything.
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I got up out of bed, rubbed my eyes and wandered into the bathroom. Sighing, I ran my brush through my bed hair until it looked presentable. I put on a cream coloured top, some black leggings and a cute dark brown jacket. Quickly checking my appearance in the mirror, I raced downstairs and into the kitchen. Imogen was sitting at the bench with a cup of tea in her right hand and piece of toast in the other.
"Where are you going today?" I questioned, motioning to red maxi dress, black coat and heels. Her blonde hair was tied up into a sock bun and her face full of expensive looking makeup.
She frowned. "Date with Mitchell. Do I look alright?"
"Yep," I grabbed a muesli bar and headed for the stairs, "Where's mum?"
"She went to her first appointment at Lady Caldwell's." My mother was a dressmaker for the Duchess of Cambridge. She was extremely busy at the moment, making new dresses to fit Kate's growing baby bump.
I threw on my boots and opened the door. "I'll be back later."
"Fine."
Imogen didn't ask where I was going because frankly, she didn't care. My sister and I were very different in many different ways. For her, school was about making heaps of friends, getting a boyfriend and becoming popular. I always studied hard, and had a small friendship group.
I stepped outside into the cold streets of London and locked the door. My car was parked neatly in the driveway, covered with a fresh layer of snow from last night. It was a black Honda Fit, with stylish white leather and not a scratch or dint in sight. I hopped in and turned on the engine. My hands gripped the steering wheel as I slowly drove down to Laners Grove and out onto the road that led to Harry's.
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Famous (Harry Styles)
FanfictionRuby and Harry have been best friends since forever. Ruby is determined that their friendship will survive the pressure of Harry's fame. But how can she be so sure? With millions of girls falling at Harry's feet, is he so wrapped up in stardom that...