too young for this { harry styles }

Chapter 2.

"Hiiiii :) Is this Ivy?" the text said on my phone.

I hesitated to reply.

I really like Harry, but I am 14.

I'm pretty sure he doesn't know that.

But when does age matter nowadays anyways?

Fuck it. I'm texting the British boy back.

"Yeah, its me. Is this Harry?" I quickly texted back.

A couple of middle aged women walked into the shop.

They were talking about cats and Elvis.

How uplifting they are.

I heard my phone buzz again.

"Yay :) and yes. It's me. Ha x" He replied.

I saved his contact and laughed.

He left an x. Like a kiss.

What is he's 17 or 16? That's legal. He doesn't look that old.

My phone buzzed again.

He was a fast texter, and I didn't even reply.

"When does your shift end?" He texted me.

I smiled down at my phone.

"Excuse me?" A lady's voice said from the other side of the counter.

"Sorry, how can I help you?" I asked her, putting my phone in my lap.

"I'm ready to check out." She smirked.

I nodded and scanned her item.

No surprise there.

An Elvis record.

"That'll be $15.23." I say, taking her card.

As soon as I gave her the card back after swiping it, she ran out the door with her friends.

People are so weird.

I quickly went back to my phone.

The time was 4:45.

This means I have 15 minutes till he comes.

"In 15 minutes!" I texted him back.

I locked the shop doors and put the closed sign on it and ran to the bathroom.

I put another coat of mascara on and chapstick.

When I went back to the counter, I had a text from Harry.

"Lou's driving me there. But he's not going to be hanging with us! Aha!" Harry texted.

I thought back to the boys that were with Harry.

The blonde one was Niall, so the one who was wearing the beanie must be Lou?

That's my guess anyways.

I waited for Harry, the beautiful British boy I had just met.

I was thinking of how perfect Harry's curls were when someone was knocking on the door to the shop.

I quickly jumped up and got my bag, and ran to the door.

I was greeted by a smiling, curly haired boy.

"Hi beautiful!" He laughed, causing me to blush and opening his arms for a hug.

He gave me a huge hug, his arms were so long and he was so tall. He was warm and smelled like Christmas and boy, but good.