It's always been you (a Harry Styles fanfic)

Nice visit

The next morning I was relieved that I didn't have another nightmare about Harry. I turned to my nightstand to look at my alarm clock and saw that it was already 11 am. Normally I don't sleep this long but I was just exhausted. Still half asleep I stepped out of my bed and made my way downstairs while rubbing my eyes. I was already downstairs when I saw my dad standing in front of his boss and a really cute guy. I was paralyzed because I didn't expect them here.

'Good morning.' My dad said.

'H-h-hi.' I stuttered.

'Oh you remember Joe, my boss, right? And this is his son Finn.' Now the cute guy, Finn, was also looking at me and I just stood there shocked and only after a few seconds I realised that I was still wearing my pyjama's. And as if that wasn't embarrassing enough, they were sponge bob pyjama's. Without saying another word I ran upstairs to my room with a red head and closed the door. I was standing against the door playing back those horrible few seconds and asked myself how I could be so stupid. I probably looked like an idiot, so I had to undo that. I walked to my closet and searched the cutest outfit I had and finally found it. http://www.polyvore.com/geen_titel_21/set?id=7660958

I looked into the mirror one more time before I found the courage to go downstairs again. I knew they were still in my house so I was hoping on an elegance intrance. They all turned their heads to me when I walked down the stairs.

'You guys just keep talking business, I'm just gonna go get breakfast.' I tried to sound very relaxed and casual but as soon as the words came out of my mouth I realised how stupid they were. When I walked passed Finn I could see him better. He had brown short hair. He was rather tall and even though he was wearing a jacket I knew he had muscels. His dark brown eyes looked into mine and I melted. I walked through the door to the kitchen and again I was wondering how stupid I could be. I said one sentence and it was the most stupid sentence I had ever said. After replaying what just happened in my head, and telling myself a few 100 times how stupid I was, i walked to the fridge and grabbed the milk. Poured some cereal and the milk in a bowl and started eating. I was sitting on the counter when the door opened, it was Finn.

'Hey.' I shily smiled with my mouth full of cereal.

'Hi. Er I'm quite thirsty and your dad said that I could get a glass of water here.'

'Yeah sure.' I jumped from the counter, grabbed a glass and filled it with water and handed it to him.

'Here you go.'

'Thanks.' He took a sip of his glass and then put it down.

'So where do you go to school?' I asked trying to fill the awkward silence.

'I don't. I'm home schooled.'

'Sounds fun. No annoying teachers, staying in bed until noon.'

'Yeah it's pretty cool.'

'But how do you make friends?'

'I play soccer in the team of my old school. I'm allowed to practice and play with them even though i don't go to the school anymore.'

'A soccer player huh?' I smiled cheekly. 'I like soccer. Maybe I can come support you some time.'

'Sure, why not.' A grin appeared on his face.

'Finn.' Joe called from the other room. 'Let's go son.'

'it was nice to meet you.' And with those words he left me with his magical voice still ringing in my ears.

After a few minutes Finn and Joe were gone and my dad walked into the kitchen.

'He's nice isn't he?' He started.