I wake up to the annoying sound of my alarm clock, I must have forgotten to shut it off so it wouldn't wake me up so early. I don't have work today so I could sleep in for as long as I wanted to but instead I'm up at 6am moving in bed to shut off my alarm. I slowly lean to my right and reach over to the alarm clock that is sitting on my messy nightstand. I immediately notice Lexie is not in her bed. She must have gotten up early or slept somewhere else last night. My head begins to start pounding, the hangover I knew I would get is beginning to kick in. Great. I decide to get out of bed and go get some Advil in the kitchen. I don't remember much from last night, I know Harry styles was there. I know we talked, but that's about it that I can remember.
The apartment is completely silent, so I guess I'm the only one awake. I get a glass out of one of the cabinets and search for the Advil quickly. I can feel the headache getting even worse and I'm even starting to feel a little nauseous. How wonderful. Popping the Advil into my mouth and taking a sip of water, I walk back to my bedroom and sit back onto my bed. I put the glass down and decide to go back to bed for a few more hours.
The next thing I know I'm being woken up by the obnoxious sound of my phone ringing. I groan turn over to face my clock, it's almost 9am. I quickly grab my phone and answer it without looking at the caller ID. I can't even say hello before the person calling me begins to talk.
"What the hell Clarke!!" I immediately recognize the voice as Margaux's
"Good morning to you too." I respond back
"Clarke. What the hell." She repeats to me.
"What do you mean?"
"Clarke, I've been sent pictures this morning of you leaving 1OAK last night." Margaux tells me.
I'm completely confused. Why would photos of me be taken leaving a club.
"What the hell!? Why would photos of me be taken"
"You seriously don't remember this from last night? You left the club with Harry styles, hence why photos were taken of you."
"Oh my god.. I did?" I smile to myself
"Yes Clarke, and now I have to publish a story about Harry styles and his new mystery girl. The Buzz is expected to identify this "mystery girl". I need to out you as the girl in the pictures." Margaux tells me, she sounds kind of nervous and concerned.
I take a few minutes to respond back. I know she has to tell the readers the girl in the photos is me, Clarke Evans. If she doesn't it can be bad for the magazine, but I know that I'm going to get a lot of attention for this.
" ok Margaux, do what you have to do. Thanks for notifying me."
"I will send the article to you once it's completed." After that Margaux hangs up.
I get out of bed because my stomach begins to growl. I can't remember the last time I ate. I make myself some eggo waffles and sit in the living room turning on the tv and eating my amazing breakfast. I hear my phone ding and immediately go to check the new text I've just received. The person texting me is the last person I would expect to be. I guess Harry put his number in my phone and guess we texted last night, I vaguely remember. I open the new message that reads
From; H
How are you feeling?To: H
I'm suffering from a hangover but the waffles I'm eating are making me feel a little better
I text back to Harry, this is so weird. Why is Harry texting me. Why does he care how I'm feeling. I'm just a girl he met yesterday, he doesn't have to be nice to me. A new message from Harry appears on my phone scream.
From: H
Waffles always make things better.
I laugh at this weird conversation about waffles Harry and I are having. What is going on. Oh my god.
To: H
That's true because waffles are fucking amazing.
To: H
Oh Harry, before I forget I was told that an article is being written about us. I'm "the mystery girl" in photos taken of us last night.
From: H
Great, I had a feeling something like this would happen. Hey since everyone is going to know who you are by the end of the day, do you want to get some lunch with me?
To: H
I would love to get lunch with you :)
From: H
I'll pick you up in an hour :)
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FanfictionClarke, a 19 year old girl living in New York City with her best friends life completely changes when she meets Harry Styles. Her messed up past slowly starts to make its way back into her life when she starts to become genuinely happy again, for th...