A/N sorry taken so long! To the story!
I look up so see who I just blatantly smacked into, my eyes meet beautiful emerald ones. "Oh my god I'm so sorry! are you ok?" He asks while offering me a hand "let me help you pick up your stuff!" That's when I realize the contents of my dance bag got dumped out upon impact "oh it's alright I'm fine" I quickly state. to be honest I get very nervous around men. sure this guy looks pretty friendly, rather familiar may I add, but looks can be deceiving. Harsh i know but when you grow up being abused you learn quick. "oh um I'm Harry by the way!" he states. Oh great this is one of them super friendly guys. "Oh I'm jasmine.. thanks for your help!" I really should be going. so I quickly gather my self and continue walking. Sure I feel kinda bad for blowing him off but he makes me nervous. Pathetic I know.
Once I return home I hurry and go jump in the shower! After a shower I quickly head to bed.
*next morning*
I wake up to an annoying alarm on my phone. Dragging my self out of my plush bed I go throw on some nike spandex and a hot pink sports bra. Every Saturday I go work out at the gym in the complex I live in so if I don't do it first thing in the morning; I won't at all. I throw on my sneakers and pull my messy hair up and head to the kitchen to make some food. I go to open the fridge when a knock interrupts me. sighing, I go to answer it. who would be showing up at my door at 9:00 am?
I open the door, not bothering to look through the peep hole just to come face to face with Harry.
"Um hello?" I didn't quite intent for that to sound like a question but what ever "Erm uh hello." why on earth is he stuttering? then I realize it's my lack of clothing "Oh um excuse my lack of clothing" I say. His cheeks turn pink. "Anyways how do you know where I like?" It may sound kinda rude but meh
"Oh uh right well yesterday when I bumped into you and your bag spilled, well you left this" he showed my favorite light pink warm up jacket. "So I walked into the dance studio that you walked out of and asked if anyone knew you and a girl with light blond hair told me where you lived. Sorry if that sounds kinda stalker ish but I wanted to return this" wow that was quite sweet.. "oh um it's alright, thanks for bring it!"
"So do you have dance today?" he suddenly asks. "Um no I don't have classes on the weekends. I'm just going down to the gym." Why am I telling him this? " Oh well would you like to maybe hang out later?" he asks sheepishly while nervously scratching his neck "um maybe I guess" I reply. His face instantly perks up "Oh great how 'bout we meet at Starbucks around 1:00?" Oh dear I'm not sure about this "yeah that sounds great!" why did I say that? "oh great so um what's your number? if you don't mind me asking?" He quietly asks "oh um here" I hand him my phone "you can put your contact in" what am I doing? "Great I'll see you then!" he states "mhm I'll see you then I say as I close the door.
I look at the contact. Harry styles.
Oh my god how can I be stupid I just made arrangements to hang out with a celebrity later! what have I gotten my self into?
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