Always (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter Eight: Playground

I groggily got up to the sound of my stupid alarm clock, and slipped on a mint robe because it felt a little bit chilly today. I checked the clock to see what time it was, and saw that it was 11:57 in the morning.

Hmmmm. What was I supposed to do today again? I shrugged. Probably nothing. Maybe I should go get a frap or maybe I should go to the salon, maybe I should get my hair curled maybe- oh fuck!

Curly! I was supposed to meet Harry at the playground at twelve today! Maybe I shouldn't go... I don't want to see him anyway... but I really want to know what he was gonna say. ugh. I weighed my choices and quickly decided to just get this over with.

I went into the bathroom, took a quick shower, and wrapped a towel around my body. I went inside my room, to my closet and took out a pair of skinny jeans, a black tank top and a leather jacket. I shrugged on the clothes I picked and looked at the clock. 12:17. fuck. I quickly put on some combat boots, took my phone from the bedside table, and quickly ran downstairs. I saw my mum in the living room, sipping a cup of coffee and reading the daily news. "Mum! I'm going out okay? I just need to take care of something." I said. My mum looked up at me and just nodded. I got my car keys from the counter, and ran outside. I got in my black Porsche and sped to the playground. By the time I reached the park, it was already 1:02. He's probably not here anymore.. but who cares. I stepped out of my car, and made sure that the doors were locked before walking to the playground. As I neared the playground I saw a few kids running around, playing some sort of game. Hmm but I don't see any- oh there he is. I saw Harry's curly hair at the swing set, his back to me.

I took a deep breath, and slowly started walking to Harry. When I was about five feet behind him Harry turned towards me, his face dead serious. He was wearing a white v-neck, black skinny jeans and brown boots. I hate to admit it but he looked hot... ew! I shook those thoughts out of my head and looked at him. "Harry." I said nonchalantly. "Kellie." he breathed, relief flooding his eyes. "You said you wanted to explain?" I said coolly, sitting down on the swing seat next to him, facing the other way. "Yeah umm, I need to tell you why I said those things that night" he said nervously beside me. "Go ahead." I said, swinging in my seat.

"So where do I begin?" he laughed awkwardly.