Beautiful Things - A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 13

Amelia

I didn't feel like eating. I didn't feel like doing much honestly. Lisa and Nathan had prepared this wonderful Christmas dinner with Curtis and Jensen, since most of us were leaving to spend Christmas at home, but I didn't feel like socializing. Of course, Lisa dragged me out of the bedroom and forced me to eat a plate full of her special recipe mashed potatoes, green beans and two slices of turkey breast. But right after dinner, I locked myself up in my bedroom.

Things didn't end well between Harry and I and I wasn't feeling good about it. It was weird not having him text me funny jokes or flirty texts and it was even weirder not hanging out with him on a Friday night. But I tried my best to put all of that behind me and pack. I was leaving to Nottingham first thing in the morning and my brother, Alex, promised to pick me up from the train station. So, I had more important things to care about at the moment. 

When I moved in with Lisa, I basically moved in for good. Having my own bedroom and not having to share a really small one on campus with some unknown person, gave me the freedom to actually move out of my parents' house. Even after college, I wanted to stay in Manchester, so it made sense. But that meant I had to actually pack fully whenever I wanted to go home. Even though I had a few pajamas, sweatpants and t-shirts that I could wear, I still needed to take proper clothes for special occasions or for whenever I wanted to get out of the house. 

I was completely lost in my own thoughts, going through the mental list that I had on my mind of the things I needed to take, when someone knocked on the door. I looked at it and frowned. I told Lisa I needed to be alone for a while, so she wouldn't bother me. When I opened the door, Jensen was standing on the other side of it.

"Oh, hi!" I said, surprised. 

"Hey! Just came to check if you were okay." He said, shrugging.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said, probably not sounding convincing at all from the expression on his face. "I'm just tired and stressed out about packing, that's all."

"Oh, really? What time are you leaving tomorrow?" He asked, scratching the back of his head. 

"Early." I stated simply.

"We're going to a bar. I was gonna try to convince you to come with us." 

"I don't know, Jensen..." I shook my head, giving him my best compassionate smile. Jensen wasn't the problem. He was a sweet guy and he treated me more than well during our date. The problem was me. "I still have a few things to pack, and I need to wake up early."

"Please?" He almost begged, with his brown puppy dog eyes looking at me. "I'll help you pack before we leave, and I promise we'll be home early. I promise!"

"You know what? I'm in." I said, making his smile grow big. "I think I need the distraction anyway. But I have to come back early."

"It's a deal!"

I finished packing quickly, double checking if I had everything I needed, and jumped to the shower. It was cold outside, but I still wanted to look cute to go out. I needed it actually. I was feeling like shit on the inside, but that didn't mean I had to look like shit on the outside too. I decided on wearing a black skirt, with my black tights and a fluffy, white sweater. I did my makeup, like always, and fixed my hair, leaving it mostly down, with a few strands up and safely held by a white bow. I put on my black heels, took my purse, dropping my wallet, keys and phone inside2, and my winter jacket. Before exiting my bedroom, I sprayed some perfume and took one last look in the mirror. I looked cute, that was for sure. I smiled.

The boys were all sitting in the living room, watching the sports news. Lisa was getting her purse ready when she noticed my presence. She stopped what she was doing, looked at me from head to toe and whistle.