"So Mr. Styles how did you get this far into your career?" I playfully asked handing him my hair brush.
"From the love and support. Without it would have never been where I am right now. Truly I-"
"Alright, alright. Cut it short I have to comb my hair now." Carefully I combed out my wavy brown hair and glared at the mirror. Towards the upper corner on my forehead layer a newly formed pimple.
"Come on now love. I don't have time for you to obsess with your little imperfections. I've gotten really exciting news!"
"Really? I have something to tell you too. But you go first." Glaring him making sure he would go first.
"Oh no. Not this time your glare will not work on me you'll just have to wait till we get to the diner."
The walk to the diner would take 15 minutes, but knowing us, the slowest walkers alive, it took thirty.
"Hello I'm Kathy and I'll be your server today. Today's specials ar-"
"Kathy no need to waste your time we'll have two milkshakes and a plate of fries please." Harry said as he showed his child-like face which usually resembled a 7 year old.
"You guys make my day, may I ask why you guys always decide to come at the middle of morning."
"Usually if we can't sleep we eat our stress away." I say smiling to harry.
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When our food arrived we stopped our current conversation and glared at the two mouth watering shakes. We got one chocolate and one vanilla milkshake and once we drank half of our own we would switch. It was our little tradition that I loved.
"Are you ever gonna tell me?" I asked dipping my fry into my milkshake.
"Fine. Just cause I'm just about to explode if I don't. Well you know how I auditioned for xFactor?"
"YOU GOT IN?!?!"
"maybe..." harry cheekly said blushing at the thought.
"Oh my goodness. I don't know how to respond to this. I'm proud of you you know that right?" As I walked into his side of the booth hugging him.
"Hey. Can you make me promise. Promise me that through everything we will keep in contact. And you won't date any snobby famous super model bitch."
"I'LL try not to." Harry said giving me a smirk.
"I'm serious. I don't want to lose you."
"Of course. How in the world would I forget my best friend I've known forever? Oh yeah and you to."
"Shut up styles and switch." I said punching his arm and moving my milkshake towards him.
"Alright, I promise that I will never forget Penelope Edwards." Harry uttered holding out his pinky, taking mine and connecting.
I really was proud of him but what would happen to us? Would there even be an us after xFactor? I loved him and I always will. So much for telling him my feelings for him now, how will I even tell them to him after xFactor?
Author Note~
Hi, first fanfic that I'm actually posting online. I really want to update my Niall fanfic more but if this gets like 6 votes then i'll write the next chapter? Me being stupid voted for it myself so yeah just 5 is all it needs. PEACE FELLOW PEEPS.
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