boots/h.s

3.

I was lounging around in my pajamas which consisted of sweatpants and a t-shirt with my hair up in a messy bun. 

It sounds cliche but this was not a "cute" type of lazy day, this was a "I'm too lazy to get up from the couch to grab the remote" type of lazy day. The only cute thing about my outfit was a burgundy colored bow placed on top of my bun. I like bows, they somehow symbolize innocence to me. I only ever really wear them at home now though, shame. I dunked my Oreo cookie into my glass of milk when I hear the little 'ding!' of my phone. I unlocked it and saw a text message from my mother asking how things are going and so on and such. I was starting to get a tad homesick. I just miss how safe I felt in my hometown with my family, but I needed to get out to find my own independence and begin my life. 

I was contemplating whether or not getting up to grab another cookie was worth how comfy I felt on the couch. 

The answer to that was, yes.

I sprung up from the couch and felt a bit lightheaded, guess I got up way too fast. I shook my head and continued my way to the kitchen when I heard my phone beep, again. I mentally groaned because sometimes I just like the quiet and thinking to myself.

Harry: Mind getting that coffee right now?

Me: Eh, sure. I was having my weekly lazy day, but sounds like fun. Send me the address and I'll meet you there!

Harry: er..Well, no need for that. 

I scrunched my face in confusion. What could he possibly mean by that?

A second later there was a knock on my front door. I swear if that's Harry- my inner thoughts were interrupted with another inpatient knock.

I grumbled, "I'm coming, I'm coming."

I opened the door to a cheeky smiled Harry. "So this is what you meant by your last text. What in the world are you doing here?"

"I told you! We're getting coffee!"

"I didn't think you'd be coming to my front door. How did you even find my apartment?" I raised my eyebrow up at him.

"I have my ways." He winked and looked at me up and down.

Oh, shoot. I forgot I was still in my pajamas.

I started getting flustered and red in the face, "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I'm not even dressed I-"

Harry interrupted me by putting his hand up and chuckling, "Don't worry about it. You look adorable. I especially enjoy the bow in your hair."

I reached up to touch the bow remembering it was still in my hair as well.

"Well you know,  I like to make a statement in what I wear." I winked at him, to remind him of the first conversation we had the other day.

"And that is?"

"It's me going into the other room to change while you wait here."

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