Playing the Player (Harry styles)

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Rosie.

" Oh my god ... I can't believe I'm meeting them...." Emily exclaimed letting out her excitement. I laid on my back again, stuffing the pillow on my face.

"-Emily they are normal guys.. not unicorns.." I groaned rolling my eyes. "Well they are like unicorns to me..special ones.." she chuckled cheekily, laying down beside me. 

Well after the immense and meager call which included Emily snatching my phone and precisely flirting over him, which he may or may not found creepy. I was totally done for today, I wasn't expecting that at all.

I groaned, rolling to the other side and wrapping myself in a ball. I wasn't going there in any case whatsoever, my head throbbed badly, my feet ached due to something I don't care and seriously meeting some billionaires.... was all going to make it even worse.  Never mind the fact that I'm to lazy to even do anything at the moment, I just want to sleep. 

"-Come on.. we need to get ready!!" She squealed wrapping her hands on my wrists.

 "Ems.. we have an hour.. "I murmured, groggily breaking the link between our arms.

"That's the point ! it's only an hour! We freaking need to get ready! Now move your lazy ass and get ready," Her hands snaked around my arms again, pulling me to my feet.

" Oh my god I'm meeting them yay !! .. I'm meeting them , I'm meeting them.." She chanted, chuckling as her body effortlessly pulled me with her, suddenly stoping in front of my wardrobe.

" Now what hyper-Harpour?" She shot me a glaring look, making me giggle.

" You need to get ready.." She trailed, letting go of my hands.

"-Trust me Ems.. you won't find anything there.." I said sitting on the large window-pane. Ignoring me as always, she continued to frisk through the wardrobe. It becomes a huge issue if it comes to clothes, even if it was for a causal meet up. 

 I sighed in defeat and looked out of the window, an instant smile drawing on my face. 

The day was perfect, sun blazed vivid bright , birds chirped joyfully for the first time. The air was still cool, but it perfectly matched the weather making it moderate. That was something rare to see in London. Generally it was cold here, making you wear all those sweaters and gloves. Technically I hate cold. I don't like to fully pack myself, I like to feel free. Making summer my favorite. Michigan had a proper bifurcation of atmosphere , you could enjoy lucid weather there.Whereas London was London. A weather like this was a treat to me. 

"-Bingo!" Emily exclaimed ,making me jerk away from the window. I turned back to her and saw an extensive grin plastered on her face. My gaze shifted to her hands which clutched a beautiful , white ,simple dress .

I shake my head  

" Is this even mine..?" I said bluntly, shooting a questioned look and biting my cheek. I truly din't have any idea where that dress came from, after moving to London , I hardly had any look over my clothes, I wear whatever came to my hand. I really never dug fully into it. 

"-Come on, Michigan .....?" She mocked as her left brow hitched up.

" I never knew it was in there... " I shrugged.

"Babe, I know you better than yourself..." She said giggling lightly, flipping her bangs.

" Yes you do..." I chuckled grabbing the dress.

"-I'll pick you up after half-an hour..okay?" 

"Okay.." I replied smiling. She smiled back and pulled me into a hug, hugging back I pecked her temple and waved good-bye.We decided to split-up and meet at the bus-stop where Emily would be picking me up.