Chapter 18

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A/N edited. Feel free to point out any further mistakes.

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Mom unlocks the door and we step inside. Harry walks ahead of us and says, "So we have this nice, spacious house here." We walk into the kitchen and he continues his weird relater game. "This is the kitchen area and dining area. All the appliances are stainless steel, all the countertops are granite." He leads us into the next room, "This is the living room/ family area. Flat screen TV, comfortable seating, hardwood flooring,"

"Haz," I interrupt, "What the hell are you doing?"

He rolls his eyes and ignores me, then goes upstairs. "This, young lady, is your room. It has a fair amount of space and an ensuite bathroom."

Harry continues this thing by showing me mom's room, the guest room, his room, the main floor bathroom, and the 'studio' as he called it. I have no clue what the 'studio' is for but it looks pretty high end. Mom must have got a new job to afford all this.

About an hour after the 'grand tour' (as Harry called it) is over, I go to the kitchen and make something to eat. I'm hungry. Gonna get me some KD.

I put a pot of hot water on the stove, dump the noodles in, and sit on a bar stool at the island and wait. And wait.

After like forever, (gosh I sound so valley girl) the water is done and the noodles are cooked. I mix in the cheese and milk and other stuff (I refuse to tell you my secrets) then I sit and scarf it all down. Like a dinosaur. Rawr.

After I wash up my dishes, I decide to watch funny cat videos. Because cats are cute and funny and over all fantabulous. Harry comes in after a while and joins me. He shows me some of his favourites and by the time we look up from the laptop, it's quite late and mum is yelling at us to go to bed.

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"Does this hat make my head look big?" Harry asks with a green Beanie on his head.

"No, your big head does that all by itself," I tell him. We've been looking at hats for him for half an hour. Let's go to the mall, he says, it'll be fun, he says. Fun for him maybe. I should try on some hats.

I grab a DC skater hat thing and put it on then do the duck face.

"What the hell are you doing that for?" Haz asks.

"Not my type?" I ask before trying on a floppy sunhat. "How bout this?" I do a peace sign and Harry laughs. Next is a really ugly rainbow fedora. I give him a pedophilic face. "Would you like some candy little boy? There most definitely is no drugs in it..." Harry and I laugh and I take it off.

We head to the counter so that Haz can pay for his Beanie and so that I can look at the cute guy behind the counter.

He looks up from his phone when we approach him and smiles. "Hey Sky, hey Haz." Haz frowns at him and pushes the Beanie toward him. Harry pays for it and we leave.

"What was that about?" I demand.

"Don't talk to him. He's not good news Skylar."

I stick my tongue out at him when he turns around. "I need to get some lip chap and lotion," I tell him, before dragging him into the body shop and forcing him to look at feminine hygiene products.

"How does this one smell?" I ask him. He smells the hand lotion and pretends to gag. I pass him another and he give it back. "You should get this one," I say as I hand him the next one. He smells it and backs away from it.

"Do you have any idea how strong that awful smell is?"

"Yup. Do you know how much it reminds me of your stupid axe stuff?" I throw back. He shuts up after that.

I leave the store with a small bag filled with chap stick, lotion, and a small purfume thing.

"OMGs it's Harry Styles!" A girl probably about 10 yells before running over to us. "Can I have your autograph?" She practically begs.

Haz just smiles and signs her book thing (or whatever it is she wanted him to sign) and she leaves, freaking out to her friends about how she met Harry Styles.

"Why would she want your autograph?" I ask him suspiciously.

"Oh I got third place in a competition," he answers. Probably some lame foot race or something. She is after all ten.

"Well Congrats!" I say with mock enthusiasm.

"Thanks."

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"Hey Haz," I ask a few hours after getting back from the mall.

"Hmm?"

"I'm still.. friends with Maeve right?" I ask slowly. She's been my best friend since year two, if something happened...

Haz laughs, "Yes, You are. By the way, she got hot."

"Oh god please tell me you aren't together," I groan, trying not to barf.

"Not yet," he muses, "But she does have the hots for me and who knows, maybe I'll ask her out..."

"Please no, Haz come on," I whine.

He ignores me and goes upstairs. He leans over the railing and yells, "Catch!" Then throws something at my head.

Because of my awesome reflexes, I catch it and see what it is. It's a phone. A freaking phone! I have a phone! Yes!!!

As I'm internally freaking out about having a phone, not at all wondering why Harry would throw a phone from that hight, the door bell rings.

I'm the closest so I answer it. There is a girl standing there. She has straight, auburn hair and big brown eyes.

She sees me and immediately wraps me in a giant hug. Please let me know her. Because if I don't, this will be really weird.

"Skylar! You're okay! Your mom told me you were but I didn't want to get excited till I saw you myself. I'm so glad you're okay!" she squeals.

I'm about to awkwardly ask if I know her, but luckily, Harry comes downstairs. "Hey Maeve," he says, winking at her.

She blushes, "Hey Hazza."

"Oh my gosh Maeve you look so different!" I gasp. Oops. I just made this awkward. Oh well.

"What do you mean? You weren't in the hospital that long." She looks at me funny and I look at Harry to explain for me.

"She lost some of her memory..." he says.

"Oh. Well that makes sense now. How much of it?"

"A little over three years,"

"Oh..."

"So anyway, Skylar, do you want to come to the mall now that you're feeling better? Hazza you can come to," she tells us.

"Okay, that's sounds like fun!" Haz and I say at the same time.

"Great! Well I'll see you tomorrow!" Maeve says before she leaves.

Haz and I stand there in silence for a while and I'm about to go up to bed when he whispers, "Damn that Maeve is so hot."

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A/N

So kinda filler chapter but I finished another chapter.

Xoxo ~T

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