Primrose Hill

Chapter 3

This boy, i have only met him once, and he hit me with his car. But i can't seem to dissolve the image of his worried face out of my mind. I get butterflies when i see his name on my screen, i open the message, and to my surprise i finally feel as though, he is feeling the same way that i am. "this may be a bit forward, but i was wondering if you were free tonight maybe for a drink? unless your to sore than maybe another night?" I squeal, as i finish reading his text message. why does he have this affect on me! i contemplate in my mind what i should do, i don't want to jump at him, but i don't want him to think i don't like him, well because i do, he seem very nice. What am i saying, i can't possible like him, i don't even really know him. My mind travels somewhere else, I'm starting to over analyze every detail of what could possible happen between us. He has only texted me asking for a drink and i have already in mind gone through our whole possible relationship, honestly what is wrong with me?

As i am stuck in my own thoughts, the familiar sound of my Skype call, going off i get cut from my thoughts and focus on my computer screen, the name reads Massie. I jump up and run over to my computer screen, automatically clicking accept to the call. "HIIIIIII" i scream at the computer, Massie is my best friend from home. We used to Skype every spare moment we had, but since i have moved to London, we has slowly started to stop skyping so much, probably because of the time difference. Speaking of time difference is only 4.30pm, which means its nearly 3am there. Why is she up so late, is there something wrong, my mind starts filtering possible situations. But then my mind reassures myself that, massie has a habit of being nocturnal. she replies with a peace sign and a massive hello. "so Kate... hows London you lucky thing?" she asks me. I explain to her all the details so far, and also what I'm planning on doing in the next couple of months. 

We get lost in conversation as usual, she tells me all the details about her boyfriend Liam, before i moved to London, they were just a thing, but you could tell it was just a matter of time before he asked her. He is such a sweet guy and I'm glad, massie deserves a guy like Liam. They are perfect for each other, they drive each other round, they see each other late at night, even when one of them is sick. There one of those couples like from the movies, the have cute, small but meaning full texts to one another. They once went away together up to this boys batch i think his name was Zayn, or something like that, and they stayed together, it was a party but at his place, that when those two got together more and more after that night. 

We love to talk about boys, and our future. But to be honest, i never had anyone to discuss with her. Don't get me wrong i had my crushes, my one big crush... Niall Horan.. god that boy brought drama to my life. Massie help me through that so well, actually i didn't get through it, but I'm still in it, i just don't have a crush on him. We are still friends but i haven't spoken to him in a few months, which to us is unusual, i would usually be talking to him every second day.  

Our conversation starts to become more and more silent as we find ourselves, scrolling on tumblr , only talking through tumblr links that complete our life at the moment. mild conversation, quickly turns into absolute silence, until we realize that none of us has said a word in the last 10 minutes, Massie breaks the silence by asking me what I'm doing tonight, realizing it is 5.15pm in London. I search through my mind trying to think of what i might do tonight, as i do i quickly remember, "shit Harry" i quietly gasp. "who, harry who? Kate who's harry?" She quickly questions me while I'm under pressure.

"Well i know this is going to sound totally random, but i went for a run this morning and long story short, i got hit with a car, but the driver was a boy named harry and he drove me home, he looks about my age, and anyway we have just a small text convo, and he just invited me for a drink to night about 2 hours ago and i forgot to reply." i say as quick as i can. "well i know you don't over think it and don't be desperate, say yes, look hot, and go get ready! love you bye" she says before harshly hanging out the call and appearing offline. I know she does this, with my best interests at heart, but god it annoys me when she just give me only one option and then leaves me! but i guess i only have one option, which is yes.

I quickly open my phone and reply to Harry's text, he agrees to pick me up at my house at 8. Which gives me about 2 hours to get ready.