The Boy In The Beanie (Fetus Harry Styles)

Two Lovebirds And A Freak

This week has been filled with work, work, and and a boy that I have mixed feelings about. It's finally Friday, I can't wait to get home and just hide in my room forever (until Monday). For the past three days I've had to stand by and watch as Aria and Harry have tickle fights, share earbuds and listen to their favorite bands/musicians, text each other things that they don't want to say out loud, and try on each others' accessories.

They might as well just get married, move in together, and ask me to make them a mailbox in art class to put in front of their house that reads 'The Styles'.

I don't think I can stand it any longer, I don't know what to do. Aria will tell me anything, I want to ask her if she likes him but I'm afraid I already know the answer.

At break time I sit down at the same bench we've been meeting at since the first day of school. I don't see Aria nor Harry, Aria is probably still at her locker and Harry is probably holding her books for her or something like that.

Suddenly I see a big, brown, beanie with a few curls sticking out walking down the hallway. It's Harry but he's not with Aria, he sits down on the opposite side of the bench and places his books between us.

Literally THE most awkward moment I've had so far this year. Which is actually a big deal because I'm the most awkward person at this school.

"So, uh, where's Aria?" he asks.
"I don't know..."
"Oh..."

"Umm so do you like Mrs. Alm?" I ask.
"She's alright I guess..."
"Oh...kay"

"Yah."
"Yup."

Then I feel a hand cover my eyes from behind and I hear a voice say, "Guess who!"

I hear Harry ask, "Someone wearing 'Paris Amor' hand lotion?"

"Woah! How'd you know?!"
I turn around to see Aria standing behind the stack of books separating Harry and I.

"I have an older sister, I'm forced to get in touch with my feminine side every now and then and walk into Bath and Body Works."

"Oh well that explains." she says.
"Nice headband flower child." Harry says indicating the floral headband I made for Aria last year in art class.

"Thanks, Eden actually made this for me last year in her art class. Nice beanie by the way, I like brown."
"Care to trade?" asks Harry.
"Sure." says Aria.

Aria places her flower crown on Harry's curls and Harry puts Aria's hair up inside of his beanie. I swear I'm going to puke.

"We should hang out this weekend, the three of us." says Aria.
"Sounds great how's tomorrow?" says Harry.
"Perfect! What do you think, Eden?
Are you free tomorrow?" asks Aria.

I try to think of anything else I could do tomorrow I can't imagine watching them cuddle in the park or hold hands during a movie. She's still waiting for an answer so I just say,
"No. Sorry, I can't I'm gonna' be sick tomorrow."

"What?" asks Harry.
It's like he only hears me when I say something stupid.

"I mean... yah I'm free."
"Great!" says Aria.
Later after I get home Aria texts me and says

"Hey, Harry and I decided on meeting up at the park at 6:oopm tomorrow, by the lake."

Great. Now I get to watch them cuddle under the stars. I reply by saying
"K"

Tomorrow should be fun, counting leaves, watching grass grow, and being the third wheel.