Chapter 3

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I take the picture and stare at it for a while. A stranger took a picture of me while I stood staring at garbage cans. For some reason it doesn't seem weird.

He was really nice and could possibly be someone I could become friends with. He was extremely attractive and helpful. I make a list of things I have to do while here and going to His ice cream place is put on first. I wonder if he will think its weird if I go in to see him in a few hours.

That just makes me look desperate for someone.

I decide that I am going to unpack at least one bag before I go out and go to the ice cream place. I put on some music and start. I travel into my beyond magazine like bedroom and pull out my biggest bag. Tons of random t shirts get folded and put into drawers, I fold my jeans and put them into drawers as well. When I get to my dresses and skirts I grab a load of hangers from another bag and hang those.

I am half way done with my first bag when there is a knock at the door.

Who could possibly be at my apartment?

I walk to the door listening to the pat of my bare feet on the wood floor, best sound ever I might add. When I get to the door, I open it without asking who is there.

A brunette stands there with a smile plastered on her face she has a lip piercing on her left side which mirrors my right one to a tee.

She must shop at Hot Topic

"Um I'm sorry I thought this was my friends apartment, hey, are you new?"

"What is this high school? Yeah, I'm 'new' I just moved here from Caifornia." I answer leaning against the door frame

"Wow, that's so cool! I'm April!" she holds her hand out for a shake and I smile, she was nice enough.

"Emma," I shake her hand.

"Well if you weren't doing anything maybe I could show you around a little with my friend, would you like to come?"

I look around the apartment and know that I can finish all of my unpacking another time.

"Yeah, sure, just let me grab some shoes, you can come in if you would like?" I open the door wider and she steps in.

I quickly run into the room and put on converse and grab my wallet just in case I need it.

I walk out and April is walking around the living room looking through the large window. "I love your apartment, its so nice." she says turning to walk out the door with me.

We go down two floors in the elevator and make a few turns before April stops at a door and knocks. She doesn't stop until the door Is pulled open by a girl with long dark brown hair and bright green eyes. She reminds me of Harry because of the contrast of her eyes against her dark hair.

"Must you always do that?!" she groans at April as she barges in dragging me with her. "Who's Red?" the girl nods her head at me with a skeptical look on her face.

"This is Emma, she just moved here. Emma this is Autumn."

"Sick name," I say with a smile. "I always wanted something more original than Emma."

"We could call you.... Avigeth." Suggests April.

Autumn groans loudly and I know I look beyond confused.

"No one wants that name!" Autumn complains. I get the feeling the two of them have had this conversation many times before.

"My first child is going to have that name!" April sounds offended by Autumn's words. " Best character in a book ever!" April exclaims going into the fridge to pull out a coke.

"What is she talking about?" I ask completely lost.

"She read this book where a character's name was Avigeth and has been obsessed with the name ever since. Do you want us to call you the name of a half snake half woman?"

"uhhmmm. How about no?" I respond causing Autumn to laugh, throwing her head back.

"Can we go!" April yells at the two of us who stand laughing in the dining room,  clearly offended by our conversation.

"Yeah can we stop by Molly's though. I really need it like NOW!" Autumn asks as she closes and locks the door to her apartment.

April just nods.

A block away from Panera and a left turn gets you to Molly's which I soon learn is short for Molly Moons. When we step inside a slightly pair of familiar green eyes meet mine.

Harry smiles from behind the ice cream counter as he hands a woman her ice cream for her kids. After accepting the woman's money he comes from behind the counter wiping his large hands on the apron tied around his waist.

"So, you're stalking me now?" He jokes in his accent. Anything he says becomes ten times as interesting because of his Britishness.

I smile and feel the heat spread across my face.

"I was actually invited here, because I have friends. "

" You sound so excited to have friends, is this a new thing for you?" He sticks out his tongue a little through his teeth as he enjoys taunting me.

"Cute, but no its not new."

"Yes I am."

"What?" I ask.

"Cute,  you said cute, yes I am." his eyes glisten in amusement. I shove him with my elbow and he bumps into April who is walking up.

"Oh, so you already know my British friend." she punches Harrys arm and he rolls his eyes at her.

"Yeah, we met at Panera, she doesn't know how to work a trash can." he references my confusion.

"What?" April doesn't understand his joke.

"Nothing!" I add quickly.

"So, Styles, when are you off?"

Harry looks down at his wrist that doesn't have a watch on it then brings his hand to scratch an unexistant scratch on his neck. Then looks at the ice cream shaped clock on the wall. I smile at his moment of idioticness.

"In about five, we should hang out, show the newbie around." He speaks like I'm not standing right next to him and I shove him again. A smirk plays on his perfect lips as he looks at me through the corner of his eye.

"Yeah sounds good we will wait and eat ice cream at the window." April gestures where Autumn is already seated, taking huge spoonfulls of a colorful ice cream in a white Styrofoam cup.

"Alright let me check out and we can do whatever."

He leaves to the back and I follow April to a table at the window and watch as they enjoy their ice cream.

A few minutes later Harry returns and his apron is replaced my a plaid shirt that he has in his hand and quickly pulls on over his white shirt. I didn't realize before how long his legs were and now I see and they make him seem even taller than before.

"Alright, lets hit it." He says opening the door for us.

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