Age is just a number, right? (a harry styles fanfiction)

Chapter 5 Contact

4 days later....




Here I am, super busy at work, trying to attended to my 3 mums to be, and all i Can think about is Harry. About how he looked, how he spoke to me, and how it felt like his eyes were engraved in my body. They way he spoke to me is still ringing in my ears, my whole body ignites when I think of him, what was happening I can't explain it.




I haven't contacted him yet, as I am not brave enough . Not brave enough to face him, to be myself in front of him. Why do i feel like this. I need to at least text him, to see if he really does want to meet me,




Just do it Izzy, what can happen?




Harry's POV




I can't get Izzy out of my head, its been 4 days and she hasn't contacted me. Maybe she didn't want to know, maybe she has lost my number. I know that what happens now is down to her, I may never hear from this woman and she will go on un noticed untouched.




Something inside me is intrigued by her, something about her makes me want to find out more, she is beautiful, she is how a woman should look. what had she done to me that night.




'harry!' shouted Louis, snapping me out of my thoughts....




'we need to rehearse, and your distracted mate,' Louis gestured to me smiling




'yeh alright Lou, I am here, I am ready, lets do this' I responded, shaking my arms and legs.




had she really distracted me from what I do best, from being able to perform, what was she, i had to hear from this woman. when will she contact me, I check my phone all the time, and I hope everytime I receive a message or call it will be her.




As I checked my phone again, I threw it on top of my bag and got into rehearsals. We had a huge tour coming up so it was intense. As we were dancing around the stage, well i say dancing, it was more like taking the piss out of each other and acting like kids. I decided to take 2 and grab some water, I glanced at my phone, I had a text...




It was a number I didn't recognise, holy shit, is this the text I had been waiting 4 days for?, I opened it and read it:



Hey Harry, its Izzy from the Broadwalk rooms. Sorry I haven't been in contact, work has been busy. Hope your OK?. Hope to hear from you soon, Izzy xx



Just reading that message sent a spark through me, my head was buzzing. I smiled to myself. What the hell should I reply with?,



Niall was walking towards me



'Oi oi harry, what you smiling at?' he asked



'nothing mate, nothing important or that I want to tell you about", I said jokingly



'Harold come on mate, tell me!' he replied ' don't tell me its that girl from the bar Friday?, has she text you?, ' he asked



'well..... yeh she has mate, what the hell do I do now?' I asked him hoping he could help me