Cold Season

Chapter Five

Getting a pedicure was another one of my favorite things, I love massages so it was really relaxing.

"What color are you getting your toes painted?" I asked Pheobe when she sat down in the chair beside me.

"Mmm, I was thinking french tip," the lady listened to her as well, "What about you?"

"Probably red."
I always get red in the winter, and Christmas was only a week away! I'm so excited, but I'm leaving Wednesday to go on vacation with my family.

Pheobe and I always get eachother Christmas presents, and they're always great because we know each other so well.

"Pheebs, I can't keep going out with Harry just so you can meet Gemma," I said looking at her.

"But you know how much I love her," She pouted. She's always been the girl that gets everything her way.

"If things go as well as they are, you'll meet her eventually," I said reassuringly, and it was probably true.

"Fine, but I hope it's by my birthday," she said as if asking a question. I could probably get her to meet Gemma by February.

We shopped all around and bought an abundance of clothes. Even though Pheobe hates thrifting, she went with me which made me very happy.

"So how's Neil?" I joked.

"We're actually going out tonight," she gloated, "I definitely am going to wear something new too."

"I'm impressed, where to?"

"Casa Nonna," she said in an Italian accent, "I heard they have the best gnocchi."

"Pheobe! You know I love gnocchi," I said trying to find the key to our apartment.

"Come with us!" she said walking in, "Really, you and Harry should come. I think it'd be a lot of fun."

"You know I normally would never pass up Italian food, but Harry has work tonight so we can't go."

"You sound like a married couple," she laughed. "Atleast come help me get ready!"

While Pheobe showered I picked out an outfit for her to wear; I have always been really good at putting outfits together.

The long-sleeved black jumper really complimented her figured. The gold belt in the middle really made it.

"You look gorgeous," I said hugging her careful enough not to mess her up. It's a good thing she didn't wear heels or she would probably be taller than Niall.

"Oh don't forget your peacoat, it's freezing outside!" I said motioning to the coat rack. "Have fun!"

"I will, and thank you for making me look good," she laughed as she walked out the door.

I'm not used to being alone anymore, now I'm always working or with either Pheobe or Harry. I was going to make some dinner for myself but we have practically no food so I decided to go to the grocery store.

Since it's just me eating I am going to make myself one of my favorites, chicken pesto flatbreads. Once I found the right bread I turned around and accidentally bumped right into someone.

"I'm so sorry!" I said reaching down to pick up what we both dropped.

"No, no, it's alright. It was definitely my fault," she said picking up my bread and handing it to me. She tucked a strand of lilac colored hair behind her ear, "You look very familiar. Sorry, but is your name Emerson?"

I had literally never seen this girl in my life, maybe she was a customer. "Yeah that's me!"

"Oh my, it's lovely to meet you!" she said shaking my hand. "I'm Gemma, Gemma Styles."

She was drop dead gorgeous, I guess it runs in the family, "It's so nice to meet you! Really, I've heard so much about you," I smiled.

"You think you've heard about me? Harry won't shut up about you," she laughed, "From what I've heard you seem great. I'm in town for a fashion show and then Harry is flying back with me to the UK for Christmas."

We were still standing in the middle of the aisle, "Would you like to grab coffee?" she asked.

"Oh I would love to, but I took a cab here and I have nowhere to put my groceries," I replied sadly, I really would love to grab coffee with her.

"We can have my driver take us if you'd like," she smiled. I should've known she had a driver too.

"Okay, yeah," I smiled. I wonder how Harry would feel about me hanging out with his sister.