•Georgia•
It was 2:30pm and I was seriously freaking out.
'What If I let something slip about my cancer ?' I panicked.
'What should I wear?'
'What if I stuff up?'
'What if-' Olivia cut me off my thoughts.
"Please stop panicking. I know you , Georgia.You're stressing about nothing , you'll do fine.
Now lets sort out what you're going to wear" she clapped her hands.
"What about this?"
"No"
"What about this?"
"No"
"What about this?"
"No"
"What about this one?"
"No"
"You didn't even look at it" Olivia complained.
I turned my head to see what she was holding.
It was actually really nice.
It was a blue , off the shoulder dress with dark blue and white blue birds on it. And it was the perfect length too , mid thigh.
"Perfect" I grinned.
She handed me down shoes and I slipped them on. I curled my hair.
Oh my hair.
When I start chemo I'm going to loose it all. Tears stated to brim my eyes.
"Oh honey , what's wrong!?" Liv asked worryingly as she did my makeup
"Nothing , just thinking about my hair" I said sadly. I'm going to miss it alot. I'm going to miss alot of things.
The clock struck 2:59 and I was getting pretty nervous.
It was my first 'date' since Matt. If you could even call 'coffee' a date anyway, I'm probably reading too much into this.
Suddenly the door bell rang and I gasped.
I wasn't ready. I was physically ready but not emotionally.
I hadn't even gotten to ...
Actually I have done everything.
I grabbed my phone and my purse and headed for the front door.
"Hi" I opened the door
"Hello" His said warmly
He lead me to his car and we made small talk along the way until we got to Starbucks.
We reached Starbucks and ordered a coffee and a muffin each.
"So how old are you?" Harry asked
"I'm 17,how old are you?"
"19" He replied
"Are you from around here?" He asked
"Actually I'm from London but I'm staying here with my Dad and best friend for a month and a bit"
"Me too ! But I'm staying here by myself"
"If you don't mind me asking , why?"
"I guess the fame just got to me, I was going out more , drinking more" He mumbled
I felt bad.He was telling me the truth why he was here and I hadn't.
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The Yellow Ribbon. Harry Styles
Fanfiction'I don't know why I ran over and picked up that bright yellow ribbon that had washed up on the beach. Something just made me go and grab it. Almost like an attraction. And I'm glad I did it. Because its lead me to the best thing that has ever happen...
