Just Kidding

Still The One

Taylor.

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing came to mind.

I was trying to write something, yet again, and nothing has come to my head. I even made up scenarios and pictured what life would be like four years ago if I had graduated high school with a monkey wrapped around my waist.

I groaned extremely loud and plopped on my bed.

I only got up to answer the consistent knocking on my front door. I pulled it open and saw Harry dancing outside of the hall.

"Harry?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Hey Tay, I really would love to explain why I'm here, but I have to pee so bad." He said, with the most pained expression I think I have ever seen. I moved out of the way and let him run through and to the bathroom.

I quickly gathered all of my stray pages and stuffed them into my journal, stuffing my journal in the bottom drawer of my desk.

I fixed my makeup a little and slipped on a long cardigan. All I was wearing was yoga sweats and a dirty tank top. I'm actually thankful that I put a bra on this morning.

Harry came out, buckling his belt, and smiled at me. "Thanks," he said relieved. I smiled and nodded my head. "So you ready?" He asked.

"Ready for what?" I asked.

"I texted you to be ready for our date." He shrugged.

"What date?"

"Today, we are going on a trip."

"Where?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Just get dressed," Harry shook his head with his eyes squinted at me.

"Okay, just give me a second." I giggled. I walked to my room and picked out a blue pair of jeans, a black and white tank top, and a beige colored cardigan.

I went into my bathroom and put on some mascara and eyeliner, with a light layer of red lipstick. After I slipped up my pants, I ran into my bathroom and applied light makeup. I tied up my hair and pinned my bangs away from my face.

I carried my shoes and socks out to Harry. He looked at me once and snickered.

"What?" I asked. He pointed to my waist and looked up at the ceiling. I looked at where he was pointing and saw my jeans were unbuttoned and unzipped. I adjusted myself and grabbed a jacket from the coat rack by my door.

"Are you coming?" I turned back to Harry, he was just standing there and smiling like a dork. He nodded his head and grabbed my phone and wallet from the counter, handing them to me as he walked out.

"How has your morning been so far?" He asked. I shrugged and locked my door. "Yeah, a bear came into my room last night too." He smiled at the ground.

"What!" I looked at him.

"Well, you just shrugged." He shrugged. "When people don't answer the question, I naturally assume it's something terrible and you're okay with that terrible thing. But with you, I try to relate." He smiled with his eyes scrunched.

"Why's that?" I asked. The elevator door opened and we stepped inside.

"Cause you're you." He leaned closer to me so we were touching chests. I giggled and covered my hand over my mouth after realizing how girl-in-middle-school sounded.

The elevator dinged and we both straightened up, and walked out of the elevator like nothing happened.

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