When Separate Worlds Collide // H.S au

Chapter 5

A/N: Don't be a ghost reader!

I awoke the next day feeling very enthused. Today is the day Harry comes back from football camp. I decided to make an attempt to look good, not wanting him to see me looking crazy. I started my routine by putting a big glob of shampoo in my hair and washing it. After washing all the suds out I lathered my hair in conditioner, and then began scrubbing my body. I took my towel and dried off but not before washing out the conditioner.

I dried off and commenced into looking for an outfit. I don't know why but today I felt like I should dress up. I felt like I should model my immense happiness with fashion. So I went to the back of my closet, where the clothes I've rarely worn hung up, and I grabbed the first thing I saw. An above knee coral skater skirt. I paired it up with a navy blue tank top that I would tuck in. I moisturized my body with lotion and put on the outfit. I quickly put my hair into a donut bun. I smiled while looking into the mirror.

I followed the aroma of bacon and ended up in the kitchen. I enter the kitchen to see my mom singing along and dancing to an old song.

"What's love got to do, got to do with it."

"What's love but a second hand emotion."

She was pretending that the spatula was an imaginary microphone.

"Morning mum." I chirped not wanting to interrupt her.

"Moring Ly. Had a nice rest?" She turned around to look at me.

"Yea-"

"What's the occasion?" She cut me off while examining my choice of clothing.

"Um nothing really." I stammered knowing she was going to ask way to many questions.

"Is it cause of a little boy that's back in town perhaps?" She raised her eyebrows in an almost teasing way.

"Well Harry's back! And I decided to surprise him with the new marvels movie. I even dressed up a little bit."

"That's nice. I forgot you had this outfit. When's the last time you've worn it?" She went back to flipping the pancakes.

"I don't know. Probably when we went to that old boring church."

"Lyla, do not call the church boring." She scolded me with a pointed finger.

"Well it was......." I murmured under my breath.

The last time we went to a church was when I was 12. We used to go but we stopped going because   mums flower business began blooming and she had to attend work on Sundays.

"Here you go." She passed me a plate filled with food.

I thanked her while sitting on the couch. I turned on the TV to see some snickers commercial. It switched the channel to Family Guy, in the mood for some comedy.

After much laugher and fails of eating I threw my trash away.

"Ma I'm going to Harrys." I shouted.

"To confess your love." She shouted back.

I had to stop myself from shouting back wtf.

"Never in your wildest dreams." I yelled slightly shocked.

My mum can act like a modern parent, but other times like a total teenager.

I skipped all the way to Harry's home, I was happy to say the least.

I rang the door bell. My cheeks began to hurt from smiling so much.

Anne opened the door, giving me a warm smile.

"Hello dear." She held the door open wider.

"Hi Anne. Is Harry here?" I gave a toothy grin.

"Haha yes, yes he is."

"Harry.....Lyla's here. Make sure you're decent." She yelled up the stairs.

"That boy loves walking around in his underwear." She mumbled.

I chuckled and ascended up the stairs.

"Hazza?" I knocked on his door.

I heard something fall over. And a grunt after.

"Come in." He groaned.

I opened the door curious as to what was going on.

I feasted my eyes for the sight before me.

Harry was struggling to put on his shoes while stuffing clothes into his drawers.

"Where are you going?"

"Eh to meet up with my pals."

"Ehm which ones?" I questioned feeling awkward. I came all this way to watch a movie with him, and now he's leaving.

"Oh right I didn't tell you. Lets start from the beginning."

"So at the camp I brushed up on my skills and learned so many new tricks. It was amazing. We played against other teams. And in the midst of it all I met Louis, Zayn, Niall, and Liam from school. We created our own clan and had so much fun. We even discussed joining the football team during our high school years." He smiled, the one were his dimples pop out.

I pushed my worries away. Harry would never ditch me for his new friends. No our friendship means more than that to him. So I did what a bestfriend would do and gave him a big hug while congratulating him.

"Its nice to have you back. I brought a movie but we can watch it after you hang out with your bros."

"Yeah of course. Bye Lyla." He pulled me into another hug and then left, not giving me the chance to say bye.

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I checked my phone for what most be the 100th time. It was now 2 in the morning and I haven't gotten a text or call from Harry. I just wanted to see him and spend time with him the first day he got back. It wasn't about the movie anymore, it was just that fact that he forgot about me.

*Ding*

I've received a new text.

Hazza: Sorry. Forgot. I'll talk to you 2morrow night. My mates and I were going to hang out again.

Me: Its fine

I sent that text despite what I really felt. I knew that things were going to change, and I'm not ready for it.

I went to bed distraught that night, unsure of what tomorrow would bring.

A/N: Hoped you liked this chapter! I know I did :) So I've noticed people are actually reading my book *cue dramatic tears*. But not to seem thirsty or anything thing..........BUT it would be nice to have more comments and votes *thumbs up*. So yeah love y'all and stay fab <3 *crosses fingers for snow* Added 1D to cast btw. Don't forget to vote, comment and share; a simple task can do so much! :)