Pushing my conscious of the recognition of that name I carried on reading the mysterious letter,
" dear Charlotte,
I figured I should write your invite myself instead of allowing management to give you the same old speech. Some shall begin.
Charlotte I am personally inviting you to attend the premier of my upcoming movie 'this is us' on the 14th February. There is no particular dress code however I know you will look dashing in anything. I do hope you can attend as it would mean so much to me. Please feel free to get in touch with any questions, my number is at the bottom.
Lots of love, Harold styles. Xxx
07727647193 "
I'm sure my heart skipped a beat when I read over the name, I kept re-reading it just to make sure i wasn't seeing things. Nope I'm reading it right, Harry styles has invited me to his movie premier; I never even knew they were making a film.
Harry was an old friend of mine, if you could even call him a friend, more of a guy who brought it upon himself to humiliate me completely through the last year of secondary school back in Cheshire. Mine and his mum,Anne, were best friends who new each other from work and with me and Harry being their children you could say we spent a lot of time together as kids. All through nursery, primary and the start of secondary school me and him were joined at the hip, we did everything together! I guess you could say he was my bestfriend, the one who knew me better than anyone and I knew everyone about him, his likes, dislikes and whenever something was wrong! But something changed at the start of year ten. The 15 year old me had grew a "crush" as you would call it on the lovable Harry and who could blame me? He was an adorable lad who was blessed in the looks department and me being his bestfriend just came as an advantage of not having the torturous task of getting to know the guy you liked. A small part of me believed he felt the same about me as well and so did everyone else, thats what having a guy as your bestfriend gets you, everyone thinking your a couple and you having to do the same 'eww him? Nah it would be like dating my brother' though thinking the complete opposite.
My other best friend bobby was the only one who knew I liked Harry and was constantly telling me to just tell him, she didn't know that it would make things extremely awkward if I told him. We both had made a little plan on me telling him at his 15th birthday bash back at his house but that's when things had began to change. A few weeks before his birthday he started hanging around with different people which I didn't mind to be honest because I knew as he got older he isn't going to want to just stick with me as his friend, he is going to want to hang out with lads like himself. One of the things that made mine and his friendship so great was that we made time for each other so we would always have a movie night every Friday where we could catch up on everything when we didn't hang together as much during the week. As it got closer towards his birthday I was still waiting for an invite to his party which I knew was just gonna be a house party at his because his parents were away for the weekend and left him in charge but I just presumed I'd be one of the first to get an invite. Guess not. I left it as long as I could until it got to the Wednesday before his party on the Friday and thought i better bring it up into convosation.
*****flashback*****
We were sat on the floor of my living room watching the Big Bang theory or more like me watching it and him sat glued to his phone.
"Sooo... Erm what you planning on doing for your birthday?" He seamed a bit thrown back with my question,
" oh I'm just.. Erm... Having a few mates round mine on Friday." Wait.. What? No fancy coming or are you free that night?
" sounds cool." I had to excuse myself from my own living room on the brink of tears knowing he obviously didn't want me there.
****end of flashback****
That practically ruined mine and bobbys plan on me telling him that weekend. The thought of. My bestfriend not wanting me to be there for his birthday broke my heart.
****flashback*****
The night if his birthday party and I was sat in my house alone doing science revision. I put my earphones in to drown out the thoughts I was having about him. Halfway through reading a page on atomic structures I remembered I'd left my purse at Harry's after going round his last night and knew I was gonna have to go and get it because it had all my money in and I was going shopping with my sister tomorrow. After dragging myself of my couch and pulling my converse on and school hoodie I left for Harry's, bracing myself for what could happen.
I could here the music from the end of the street as I walked down, arms wrapped around me in attempt to protect me from the cold air. Trudging up the drive I knocked on the door that even though it was my millionth time being here felt totally new!
"Heyyyyyyy come on-" the blank expression on Harry's face when he saw me soon turned to guilt as he saw my ears try and hold back the tears.
" I'm just here to grab my purse I left last night then I will leave."
" okay" not even an attempt at an apology! I kept my head down as I stumbled over the empty beer bottles covering the hallway as I made my way to the kitchen. A burst of laughter caught my attention as I turned around realising I was being stared at by nearly everyone here all laughing until one shouted out.
" oi haz is that that girl you were on about? Ya know that has a massive crush on ya?" My heart began to race as I looked over at Harry who was still stood holding the door open as more people flooded in.
" yeah that's her haha the one bobby told us about!" Another continued. Bobby told them? Bobby is here?? I glanced around looking for her but she was no where to be seen in the whole house. It wasnt till Harry spoke up that my thoughts were broken.
" yup haha" why is he laughing along with him?
" Harry?" My shout came out as more of a plea for him to help me. Though instead he just continued.
" bobby told me eveything last Saturday char. Did you really think I would like you? I mean yeah I've known you since forever but I kinda had to because of our mums! I mean seriously, me? And you?" Before I knew what I was doing I heard the slap of my hand connect with his cheek, leaving a huge red mark. I ran out the house as fast as I could not caring what I looked like just knowing I wanted to get myself out of there as fast as I could.
****end of flashback ****
That was the last time I had spoke to Harry, him braking my heart and humiliating me in the same ten minutes so what's changed?
