So Close ...Yet So Far (A Harry Styles Fan-fiction Book). ♥

The Rehearsals (Part 1)

Baby you light up my world like nobody else

The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed

But when you smile at the ground it ain’t hard to tell you don’t know

Oh, oh

You don’t know you’re beautiful

Oh, oh

That’s what’s makes you beautiful

 Was that my alarm clock? Or was I dreaming about One Direction singing? As the song continued, I realized that One Direction was neither with me nor singing for me. It was my alarm clock. The alarm continues and I knock it with my palm. I rolled over and buried my head in my pillow. I turned to take a lot at the clock. It was 7:00am. 7:00am? But… but I do remember setting the alarm at 7:30. I did that just before I went to sleep. Or did I?

I really hate waking up in the morning.  I already know that I am not a morning person. During school time, Lola was the only one who could normally wake me up. And when I say “normally”, I mean her waking me and me not yelling at her like a complete psycho.

After minutes of debating whether or not to get up, I finally decided to just get up and get over it. Although it is unflattering to me, it might just be the right choice. I slothfully got out of the bed and headed to the bathroom.

I hopped in the bathtub and turned the faucet on. The water was extremely hot. I felt relaxed as the hot water made contact with my skin. Remembering that today was a busy say, I rapidly washed myself. I decided not to wash my hair. My hair is very long. It’s up to my bum. So if I decide to wash it, it would take me ages to dry it.

After thoroughly being soaked with water, I turned off the water. I got out of the bathtub and wrapped my dry towel around me. I wiped myself with the towel. I then remembered that I did not brush my teeth.  I immediately took my tooth brush and brushed my teeth thoroughly.

I decisively walked out of the bathroom and went straight to my room. Oh gosh, what it the world am I suppose to do now. I have no idea what to wear. It sure would’ve been a massive help if Lola was here with me.

After what seems like ages, I decided to wear my mauve blouse with some black skinny jeans. And on top of that, I wore my favorite black boots. I tied my hair in a messy bun.

 ‘Well the important thing is that you look decent enough’ I told myself as I looked in mirror.

After minutes of looking at myself, I walked into my room.

*… Ring! Ring! Ring!.... Ring! Ring!*

 “Hello!”

“Hi Sophie!”

“Hey Lola! How are you?” I said.

“Good. I miss you already.”

“I miss you too.”

Lola and I talked for half an hour. I also talked to Justin. We talked about me. There wasn’t a lot to talk about, but we did talk about Justin. Lola said that she had the date she and Justin were suppose to have ages ago.

“How was it?” I asked

“It was AMAZING!”

“And?” I asked hoping that she’ll know that I want to know more about the date.

“We went to Basi Italia and we had a wonderful and delicious dinner.”

“What did you have?” I asked