Learning how to take the not so great days with the good has been something I've had to work on over the years, and today just happened to mentally be one of the not so great.
I was in my head, not spiraling, but enough where I really didn't feel like being around anyone. I was thankful my mindset wasn't worse than this, slowly trying to bring myself out of it.
"How cold are we thinking it's really gonna be?" I asked Sarah who sat on the other side of the facetime call. Even though I didn't feel like being around anyone, my bags still had to be packed and I had absolutely no idea what to pack after procrastinating like I knew I shouldn't have, but it was a good excuse to hide away in my room.
Sarah was folding up clothes herself, phone propped up on what looked to be her dresser. "Well, our first day is projected to be around thirteen degrees Celsius and that will probably be the warmest it gets."
I stood staring blankly at my MacBook screen, sweater in hand. "Speak Fahrenheit to me, Saz."
"Fifty five." She laughed, "Bring warm clothes."
"Thank you-" I laughed lightly, grabbing a couple more sweaters and a jacket out of my closet. "I have no idea how much to actually pack." My suitcase was already half full, but we had no set date to return to California and I was already notoriously an over-packer.
Sarah couldn't be seen, but I could hear shuffling coming from one side of her room. "Don't stress!" She called out before popping back into the view of the camera. "I have a flat in London, remember? Plenty of clothes there if you need, you can re-wear stuff, and I can guarantee we will be going shopping."
"Music to my ears!" My phone began buzzing on the bed next to me grabbing my attention, a smile pulling at the name illuminating my screen.
Harry😊
Hey Sunflower
You feeling any better?
Is there anything I can do to help?
This made my heart swell. This was the third time today he's checked in on me after mentioning this morning that he could tell something was off, so I ended up telling him I just honestly wasn't feeling my best. Maybe I was easier to read than I thought.
Mia🌻
Hey you
I'm getting there, don't worry
will be good as new tomorrow!
"Wonder who that could beeee-" Sarah sang, practically grinning into the camera.
"Shut up-" I chuckled, tossing a shirt at my computer screen. "He's just checking in, that's all."
Sarah began zipping up her suitcase, amusement still on her face. "Babes, I don't know if you've realized, but he is smitten...as is someone else-"
This set my cheeks on fire. "I told you-"
"I know, I know-" She waved her hand dismissively, speaking before I could finish my sentence. "You're taking it slow, nothing official....yet." She finished with a smirk.
My phone went off again.
Harry😊
I have a secret...
Mia🌻
Oh? I'm intrigued...
Would you like to share?
Sarah had quickly become someone I considered to be a best friend, which also meant she was the only one I had really talked to about Harry. I love Mitch and Dustin, but considering it was one of their best friends I was smitten with, it seemed as though keeping this between her and I was better than the alternative. I did wonder if Harry had ever said anything to them about me...about us, but I tried not to ponder about it. Aside from a couple of comments or questioning looks we had gotten, neither of them had really said anything.
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Hearts Desire (Harry Styles)
Fanfiction"The higher you build walls around your heart, the harder you fall when someone tears them down." A story about a girl who wanted nothing more than to feel again, and a boy who wanted to give her the world. **TW: mental health issues, physical abus...
