Behind the Glasses

Lucky to be alive

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It's saturday, sweet sweet saturday. God, have I ever mentioned how much I LOVE Saturdays? But I mean... I don't know maybe Friday is my favorite day considering what happened last night. I had seen a Harry I knew was inside of Marcel tht I never really got to see. It was almost a flirty bad boy that has been hiding inside dying to come out and I love it! Right now it's about 11 o'clock and I'm still laying in bed just thinking of the previous events from yesterday.

*bzz bzz* my phone vibrates interrupting my thoughts... I look at the screen, Harry. I can feel the smile growing on face just to see his name on my phone.

'I miss you'

'Miss me? You just saw me last night!' I respond and he's quick to answer.

'And I'll see you again, meet you at my house for 7. Xx'

Seven that's perfect, just enough time to study and get all of my work done before! I wonder if I should dress up or if we are just hanging out as his house. Well, I could always just dress up and bring clothes in case we stay at his house.... No, I can just wear his clothes and say I forgot. Ha! I love wearing his clothes... The way they smell just like him, it makes me feel safe which is so cliche but they really do.

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I look at the clock, 6:00. So I hop in the shower really quick washing my hair and making sure my both of my legs are shaved because sometimes I get lazy and only shave one.....(How embarrassing would that be)

I put on some light makeup and let my hair air dry into its natural loose curls curling a few of the pieces which didn't quite curl naturally to my liking. I pick out some red high waisted shorts and a stripped shirt with my red keds. I look at the clock, 6:55 so I take one last look in the mirror before grabbing my phone and my keys. When I get to my car I send a text to Harry telling him I'm on my way then I start to drive to Harry's.

On the way to Harry's house I catch one of the stoplights just as my favorite song comes on, Last Friday Night by Katy Perry. I am rocking out to this song I mean singing, dancing, the whole lot. And I look out my window to find a guy maybe a couple years older then me staring and laughing so I look at him and simply smile back as I can feel the rush of red strike my cheeks in embarressment.

When I pull into The parking lot I notice Harry's parking spot is empty so I drive around a while to see if I see his car anywhere else but there's no sign of his car anywhere, I hope he didn't forget.... Of course he didn't forget! My conscious tells me, he's the one who texted me about it this morning, right? I'm sure he's just caught in traffic or something so I park in one of the spots labeled 160, his flat's number.

I park my car and crank up the tones as I wait for him to pull up any minute.

***10 minutes later***

It's been like 10 minutes and there's still no sign of him. So I decide to send him a quick text

'Hey, I'm here!' I say but there's no response so I decide I'll wait a little longer and if there's still no sign of him I'll... I'm not sure what ill do I haven't figured that part out yet.

**20 minutes later**

Well I've been sitting in my car for like half an hour and there's still no sign of him anywhere. So I turn off the car and head up to flat 160. When I reach the outside of his door, I knock but there Is no answer. So even though my conscious is telling me he's obviously not home I knock again hasently... I don't like standing outside of his door alone at his sketchy apartment place.... It looks like a place where I could raped from the outside.when I knock again There's still no answer so I take out my phone an call him.