Where it all began

Chapter 8

I woke up to the familiar surrounds of Harry's bedroom. I fluttered my eye's open, to be faced with the sleeping boy next to me. I could still smell the alcohol lingering from our mouths. My head was throbbing. I slid out of the bed, leaving Harry's shirt on.

"Uggh" I moaned. The dickhead was out of coffee. I decided to borrow some of his black skinny jeans and headed to Starbucks to get some breakfast and coffee. Lot's of coffee.

I was welcomed by that beautiful scent of a coffee shop.

"Hello, what can I get for you today?" A warm voice asked.

"Umm, two chai latte's, and two toasted ham, cheese and tomato sandwiches please." I said, while glancing at the cabinet, to see if there was anything so fix my chocolate craving. Nothing.

"That come's to $15.40" I handed her the correct amount and grabbed a seat near where you pick up your orders.

I was scrolling through my instagram and facebook, reading the most pointless status's ever. I don't understand some people. 

"Tiarna?" I looked up to see the guy from last night putting lids on my coffee. I got up and walked over the bay.

"Hey!" I smiled.

"Oh hey!" He smiled. "look like you had a good night last night" He said, referring to how crap I looked right now.

"Got that right.." I chuckled. "Well.. thanks" I said, turning away from the cute boy, which I had forgotten his name.

"umm Tiarna!" He called out. "Would you maybe.. want to.. err.. go out with me sometime?" He shyly did that half grin that revealed his super cute dimples.

"Yeah, I'd love that!" I smiled.

"Great, I uhh wrote my number on your cup.. so, just text me when you're free"

"Yeah, I will." I grinned. "See you later Riley" I smoothly glanced at his name tag. I waved and excited the shop. I internally screamed. I've never been asked out before! I've never been on a date, nor have I even had a boyfriend since grade 9. Sad times. 

I slowly walked back to Harry's as I was getting distracted by my day dreams of our date. Maybe we could go do something fun, instead of that corny romantic dinner stuff. That shit makes me uncomfortable.

I entered Harry's apartment, placing the coffee's on the bench.

"Shit, Tiarna!" Harry yelled. I turned to see him wet and naked, as he clearly had just gotten out of the shower.

"HarryyaAHHHHHHHH! WHAT THE HELL, GET SOME CLOTHES ON, JESUS!" I screamed, covering my eye's.

"I thought you'd left!" He said, wrapping his towel around his waist.

"Well I thought I'd surprise you with breakfast and coffee.. just to say thanks for the great night."

"Do you even remember most of last night?" He chuckled cheekily.

"Shut uuup" I growled jokingly. "I'm starving" I said grabbing myself a toastie.

"Err, I think this is your drink" He said, pointing  to the number on the side of it.

"Oh.. ha, thanks.." My face turned a shade of pink.

"Is that from a guy?" He quietly asked.

"Nah, just a chick that I bumped into on the street" I said, jokingly with complete sarcasm.

He rolled his eyes. "Who would have guessed?" He smirked.

"So, did you enjoy yourself last night?" I grinned. I felt so happy, not even the hangover interrupted my good mood. I met Ed Sheeran last night for god's sake. He bought me a fucking drink! How much better can someone's night get?!