Playing the Player (Harry styles)

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Rosie. 

"Wake up Rosie..." some one chimed in my ear, my face cringed as I lightly shake my head. "No way.." I moaned as I try keeping my dream in my head, rolling to the other side. " Rosie you're running late..." The faint voice verbalized again, pulling the cover this time. My fingers clenched tightly to the edges of cover.

 "-Rosie Winters Get up now!" The voice became more audible .. nearly roaring this time.... I turned again to my other side facing the window when ---- Splash !

On a dime I hiked up gasping as my mother splashed the water on my face. "--Oh my freaking God mom! " I bawled as cold water dripped down my forehead. She giggled and shake her head lightly putting her palm on her temples. I tugged my eye-brows and stare at her in an awe, I then looked down at my dribbling t-shirt. " You broke my Ed Sheeran dream ... thanks to you.." A sigh of dismay escaped my lip. Splashing me with water was her alternative choice to wake me up, I was blessed that she din't pour the whole bucket. 

"You should be Rose.. Ed Sheeran won't come here everyday to wake you up.." She cracked up , ruffling her long thin fingers through my hair, which fall on my face. I humphed to get a fair view of my dreary situation and cleared my throat to say when she again cut me off.

"--You and your Sheeran dreams.." She mocked, rolling her eyes and folding her hands tugging them up around her chest. Closing my mouth, I narrowed my eyes and glared at her. She again playfully rolled her eyes chuckling.Ugh, I need to work on my glare.

"- Hurry up now and get ready, I have to leave early or work today , Cereals are lying in the top shelf ..." She said flashing a grin averting me to even say a word and darted out of the room. 

I scrunched my eye-brows shrugging her off and turned towards the side clock fixed at the sturdy wooden table. 8:oo "Shit" I frowned. I'm usually not late for Uni but when you start getting on time and suddenly get late, entering the class after the bell, everyone just stares at you like you've just killed someone. 

Relaxing my face muscles I took a deep breath calming myself. Perching up from my bed, I stretched and rubbed my eyes. My phone buzzed as I put my hair into a messy bun, grabbing it I entered the bathroom and squeezed some Colgate on the bristles.

' Message from: Em :* '  I smiled to myself guessing the morning wishes.

'Morning Babes :* Xxx' It reads. I giggled at the usage of her X. She isn't a British but still  tried to be one. Love, the X's , deep voice.... all of them. 

The foam accumulated inside my mouth as I read the message ,I quickly kept my phone aside , spit the whole thing and gargled. I washed my face with cold water, which usually fully wake me up. My phone buzzed again as I turned off the tap. Patting my face with the towel I read a message again from her- ' Still in Ed's dream?? xD ' 

A chuckle escaped my lips, she knew me so well.

'I guess so..' My fingers hurriedly typed over.

I showered and dried my long dark brown hair.I then pulled on a pair of simple neon green shorts matched with a plain white tee , putting on my floral printed cardigan ,I grabbed the necessary equipment a stuffed them into my bag. My phone chimed again as I brushed the mascara through my lashes .Grappling my phone from my left I checked another message from Emily. ' Hehehe..'  It stated. 

Putting the mascara back in the small vanity I typed again- ' c u at the uni :) '

For a final glimpse I stood before the dresser and checked myself from tip-to-toe. Looking like this, I approved my appearance and spritz some fruity and misty fragrance on my collarbone and wrist.