London with Harry Styles

London with Harry Styles P3

Part 3

I finished getting dressed, locked up, and headed to Costa. It's only a minute walk but that walk seemed like a lifetime as I tried my very hardest to piece together my night. I've realised I've sounded like a total alcoholic, but I've been through a lot in my 19 years of living, and whenever there's a chance to let my hair down and forget about it, I take that chance. I like to forget what I've been through. I like to forget who I am. I've been through some shit that no one would ever understand, so if I wanna get drunk to forget about it all, then I will do. Although I've realised I probably shouldn't down so many spirits while doing so...

So I remembered pre drinks, Opal, Arrow, and I kind of remembered us all trekking to the club called Cable, but I don't remember much from inside at allllllll. P will HAVE to help me out.

I approached the coffee shop, pushed open the door, and got in the queue. It was nearly midday and P was just finishing her shift. I got to the till and she was there.  

'Lucy!!! Oh my god I can't believe it! How you feeling?' She exclaimed.  

'Rough. I'm feeling rough. Don't remember shit all,' I laughed, 'Can you grab me a coffee please babe? I'll get a seat and wait for you to finish.' 

'Yeah sure, be done in five!' Pia said, and made me an expresso and finished up.  

I went over to the window seat, and ran my fingers through my hair. So I must of been in Cable when I met him, I thought. How the hell did I end up getting in a cab with a world famous popstar!?

Letting her hair down, P came out the staff door and sat down across from me, putting two coffees on the table.  

'P. You have to help me out. Were you with me in Cable? I don't think I can even remember meeting him! This is too crazy.' I started to map out who and what happened in there. 

'This is MEGA crazy Lucy! Like you actually met Harry Styles. Mental. Yeah, we all went to Cable and got a booth. I think we were just all having a a laugh together when you went to the bar to get another round for us all, then I didn't see you after that. I got a text at like 3am from you though, saying you were home.' Pia explained.  

'So I must of met the guy at the bar. Wait! I can sort of remember sitting at the bar, and then I ordered our drinks and then headed to the loo while the bartender was making them. It's all coming back to me now!' The memories were hazy but I definitely remembered going to the toilet. How weird.

'LUCY how can you not even remember meeting him?! Getting into a cab with him?!' Pia looked at me, frustrated.

'Honestly P, you know how I get when I'm drunk, I wish I could remember. I just drink to the point where I just about walk straight, but everything else is blurry. I definitely remember going to the loo, and actually, I can remember now that I was talking to someone in the hall before the toilets, it must have been-' BEEEEEP. BEEEEEP.  

'Morning, you recovered after last night? Haha .x' It was from a number I didn't recognise.  

I practically had a panic attack and threw my phone to P. 

'OH MY GOD THAT MUST BE HIM!!! What are you gonna do??!' 

I looked again at the screen, and just sank down in my seat.  

'P, I feel so stupid. I must of been so drunk, god knows what I said to him. I don't even wanna think about what I would of came out with in the cab. This is so embarrassing. I'm just gonna ignore it.' I sighed.  

Pia stared at me. 'Are you mentally ill? Luce, he's got your number, he's texted you the morning after and you didn't even sleep with him. He's obviously interested in you. You HAVE to text him back.' She pleaded.  

I looked at her and felt like crying. I took a sip from my cup as I started texting back.  

'Sorry I don't have your number saved. Who is this?' 

I showed P. 'Woah! That's way too harsh. You know it's him!' She shrieked.  

'There's a slight chance it might not be! I'm gonna play it cool, I'm not one of his teenage fans, I'm a uni student who got stupidly drunk and into a taxi with him.' I explained.  

'Fair enough, I guess. Argh, I wish I could stay but I have to meet Jamie for lunch. Please please update me on what he says!' P said, as she gathered her things.  

'Okay hun, yeah I will do. Have fun with Jamie, see you later.'  

She blew me a kiss as she left, and my phone went off again. BEEEEEEP. BEEEEP.  

'It's Harry, from last night. That's embarrassing, I obviously didn't make much of an impression ;). Lmao .x' 

I took a deep breath as I read the text. Oh my fucking god. Harry Styles just sent me a wink face.  

What the hell did I reply to that?!?!