Harry Styles- hopelessly devoted

Chapter 6

I woke up to the sound of the alarm on my phone. It was 5 am; way too early to be alive after the event of yesterday. I still cannot believe that we hit Harry Styles. In retrospect, it was kind of funny. I try to grab his attention all night and end up getting it in an unlucky situation. At the very least he was such a kind person about it. My love for him only grew.

My thoughts were broken by the sound of knocking on my door. It was slowly opened and I see Anna on the other side, appearing groggy. "Good morning, Char. Ready for work? This is your wake up call!" 

I threw one of my throw pillows in her direction and missed terribly. She giggled, picking it up off the floor and threw it back. The pillow smacked me right in the face. Now that was the wake up call I needed. In addition to coffee, of course. 

"Alright, alright. I guess I'll get up." I said, rolling out of bed. Anna came over to my side and tightened her robe, sitting down on the bed. "How are you doing after last night? I am still shell shocked. Harry must have thought we were some nutty girls." I laughed in response and sat back down on my bed next to her. I ran my fingers through the ends of  my hair and thought back again to last night. He really must have thought we were strange. I'm surprised he didn't even show any signs of anger or frustration. 

"I can't believe you told him he's my favorite person. Do you know how often he probably hears that?" I mentioned, giving her a small slap on the shoulder. She giggled in reply and crossed her arms. "Don't worry about it. If anything, he took favoritism to you, little Char." I felt all he blood in my body rush to my head, resulting in a heated feeling on my face. It was quite the familiar feeling when thinking about Harry.

Eventually, Anna and I departed ways and I got ready for work. As I was getting ready I was listening to One Directions "Made in the A.M." album. I'm think that thinking about them and Ed Sheeran yesterday sparked this flame inside of me. Once a Directioner, always a Directioner. "What a Feeling" came on and I began to sing along. It was absolutely my favorite one off the album. I began to picture myself with Harry and how it would feel to be held by him, stroking my hair and telling me everything was going to be okay. 

I didn't have too much to worry about in life, but I obviously have my ups and downs. They've been fairly well controlled with the medication I'm on and seeing a therapist every 6 months. I was more concerned about Anna. She has a violent past with her family and has her own internal struggles.  So, I never worried about myself and only concerned myself with how Anna was feeling. I love Anna deeply and see her as my sister.

After I finished getting ready, I dressed into my scrubs and headed out the door. Anna had already left for whatever chores she decided to do today. You never know what that girl was up to. She only worked part-time as a barista. She technically lives with me, but is not on the lease. It is nice to have her company often.

On my drive to work I decided to stop at Starbucks for some coffee. I already drank some at home but thought I deserved to treat myself today. I ordered my usual caffé late with hazelnut flavoring. I felt like today was going to be a good day.

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Work was draining, to say the least. Being a nurse in the clinic involved numerous phone calls throughout the day to patients. And many hours of sitting on my ass. I checked my watch which read 2:24 pm. I still had 4 hours to go. I took the final sips in what was left of my Starbucks then chucked it. I did not have many friends at work so I internally kept what happened last night to myself.

My Apple Watch started to vibrate. Was it my heart rate again? Maybe the coffee was affecting it? But no, it showed that Anna was calling. She typically calls me for any little thing, even to tell me if she found something on sale at Target. Since it was slow at work, I decided to answer the phone. I went into an exam room and shut the door.

"Hey Anna, what's-" "CHARLENE. OH MY GOD."

My soul left my body as she screamed into my ear. I decided to just let her talk it out and not even bother questioning what this was about.

"Charlene. I can't believe you answered. But guess what! I was listening to the radio just now and, well, to make a long story short, I WON US FUCKING HARRY STYLES PIT TICKETS FOR TOMORROW." 

Dizziness immediately ran over me. I didn't know what to feel. We literally JUST saw him yesterday and now she is telling me we are pit again and it is happening tomorrow? "How the hell did you manage to do that?" I squeaked out. 

"It's a long story but I scored these babies! It's in Sacramento so I'm planning on buying us plane tickets basically right now and we will fly out tomorrow!" 

I immediately thought about work. I have been off for so long and realized that I don't have enough vacation hours to take off tomorrow and the next day. "Anna, I'm not sure I can go. I don't think I can afford it."

"Char, don't worry about that. I will pay for the tickets and anything you need. Just please come with me? It would mean everything. I really need to get away from Portland. Even for just a couple days."

Great, she was guilt tripping me. And it was working. I guess work can survive without me. Free Harry Styles tickets don't happen often and taking a small vacation with my best friend doesn't either.

Harry Styles, here we come again.