My eyes flickered open. The sunlight streaming through the curtains, causing me to squint my eyes, shielding them, by putting my hand above my eyes. The warm duvet had moulded around my body, bare legs stuck together. Pulling the duvet off, of me, I swung my legs over the edge of the bed. A groan exiting my mouth, regretting that late night I had, had with Jas.
As if on cue, my phone beeped. Signalling I had just received a message. Leaning over to the small coffee table, I picked up my phone. De-tatching it from the charger;Lifting it above my face as my head bounced back down into the comfort of my pillow. The light my phone was giving illuminated my face, as I read the text, that had just popped up on my screen.
'Morning, Beautiful, See ya tonight;)x-Harry'
Something in my stomach dropped. I wasn't sure if it was nervousness or butterflies. Remembering that I had to go on a date with Harry, but also remembering what Jas had told me. Sucking in a deep breath, I placed my phone back onto my side table, reading the time which read, 12:14pm.
Wiping the sleep from under my eyes, I hauled myself up from my bed. Stumbling slightly as my numb feet hit the floor. Taking small steps towards the bathroom. The light reflected off my mirror into my eyes. A small yawn escaped my mouth, opening my bathroom door, the cool tiled floor hitting my feet as I stepped into the bathroom.
The irate thing that caught my eyes was my reflection in the mirror. My eyes had black circles underneath them, showing I hadn't had much sleep. Up all night, worried about what might happen. As I walked further in;closing the door behind me, I felt a wave of nausea flood through me. Scared, nervous, frightened, clueless of what might happen.
Pulling my pyjamas off, and throwing them on the hamper. My thick blonde curls tickled the bottom of my back as I turned the shower in,watching as it flowed down;hitting the floor of the shower and whirling round until it got sucked in to the plug, slurping it up.
I stepped in the shower, closing the doors as the water hit me! Causing a stung to run through my body.
My eyes were glued to the mirror facing me. I watched as it fogged up through the glass windows. My reflection slowly fading as I disappeared. Soon I was gone. My confidence along with it. Harry had taken everything away from me, even though i'be only known him for a day.
Shaking my head. Out of my daze. I began to wash my hair, carrying on with the day. My eyes were closed, enjoying the comfort and relaxation the shower was giving me. A loud thump sounded at the door downstairs, several of them following. Someone opened the door and there were muffled voices that sounded. I couldn't quite work of who's voices they were though.
Finishing off in the shower, I got out. Wrapping a fluffy, white towel around me, nuzzling my face into the comfort of it. Unlocking the door, my shrivelled up feet hit the carpet floor as I found my way to my room, the flowery scent of it swarming my nose,shutting the door behind me, I sat down on my bed, a deep sigh rolling off my plump lips.
The door sounded, causing me to turn my head. Jas came bursting through the door, her hair flowing loose down her back. She shut the door behind her, grin swiped on her face. "Hey", she squeaked,sitting down next to me. "Why are you here?", I asked, frown etched on my face. "To help you get ready, duh", she giggled;opening my wardrobe and pulling out clothes.
"Sheesh! Belle, you really need to think about getting new clothes", Jas complained. I was still wrapped in my towel, drying off. "Do you give up yet?", I asked Jas as she sat down with a sigh. She didn't answer, instead she played with her fingers, head bowed down.
"Belle, how old is this guy?", She asked, concern thick in her voice as she turned to face me. I thought back to the few times I had started a conversation with him. He never told me his age. I shrugged and Jas gave out another sigh, stumbling back to her feet. "I just don't want you to get hurt", She told me truthfully. A smile broke onto my lips at how concerned she was.
"I mean for all I know, he could be some kind of rapist!", She gasped at the thought. Picturing it in her head. "Eugh, no! I'm sure he's not", I reassured her and myself. She just giggled,pairing up blouses with skirts. "All I need to know is his name,or nickname", She told me, keeping her eyes on the clothes, she was pulling out of my wardrobe.
"Why can't you just see what he looks like?", I wondered out loud, flicking through my book;finding the page I was previously on. "Well, being a local in this town is different. You know everyone by their nicknames, not what they look like. Only a couple of people know who they actually are, I just haven't really gotten around to asking any of the locals", She explained.
My eyes were fixed on the small writing in the book. "So, do you think Harry has a nickname?", I questioned, eyes still on the book. She shrugged. "Possibly", She mumbled. I watched her as she tugged off a denim blouse from a hanger. She held it up, scanning it with her eyes. She hummed under her breath before turning back around, continuing to raid through my wardrobe.
"Girls! are you okay up here", Mum's voice from downstairs called. I opened my mouth to answer but Jas did for me. "Yeah, we're fine!", She shouted back. Jas was holding a thin piece of black material in her hand. She chucked it over to me, along with the denim shirt. "Change", She demanded, sitting on my bed, while she shooe'd me off to the bathroom.
I held the clothing in my hands. Locking the door securely before letting my towel go. I slipped on my underwear, before eyeing the clothes Jas had chosen for me. I was holding a denim, blue blouse, along with a black skater skirt and fish-net tights. I sighed at the clothes she had chosen. It was something Jas would wear, but I was willing to wear it anyway.
I buttoned up the denim material on the shirt. Straightening out the collar. I slipped the tights on, pulling them up, before sliding the black skater skirt up. I looked at myself in the mirror, unsure of if I liked it or not. I unlocked the door, making my way out to Jas.
"Wow, it looks amazing!", She exclaimed, sitting me down to do my makeup and hair. I watched as she rummaged through my makeup bag. Using different kinds of brushes on my skin. Some soft, some rough. I closed my eyes, relaxing as she worked on my face. She swept my hair out of my face, telling me to open my eyes. My face had a natural look to it. Eyelashes, long but realistic.
She began to brush through my blonde waves. Jas and I looked completely different, but our personality is exactly the same. We love the same stuff, hate the same stuff. Yet she looks completely different to me. She had darker skin, I have lighter. Her hairs darker, mines lighter.
8 came around quickly and I began to feel ridiculously nervous. I was scared. clueless as to where he was going to take me. Clueless of who he is and to what he's doing. That's when the knock sounded. I sprung up to my feet, slipping down the stairs in my combat boots.
My mum had already opened my door. She was greeted by his deep voice. I was wondering whether she'sone of the locals who know what his nickname is and if it's a good thing or a bad thing. "Uhm, I'm here to take Isabelle on a date", He told my mum, who turned her head to look at me.
I reluctantly made my way down the steps, shooting my mum a smile. "Er, yeah, i'm going to go", I told my mum. She just raised her eyebrow, before turning around and disappearing. Slowly, I followed Harry outside. He took my hand in his large one, leading me down the steps.
"Hello, beautiful", He whispered.
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Helloo, sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been very busy. So it's 10:30 here and i'm going on holiday in about five hours So I have to get u really early in the morning and I'm tired. So sorry if it gets a bit crap towards the end. Anyway I won't be able to update in a week. So Please comment fan and vote. I want to be surprised when I get back. Love you, byee!xxx

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