Too Much ( Harry Styles Fanfiction )

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

When my alarm rings on my phone, I wake suddenly. I've managed to get a good night's sleep, and I'm confident that today will be a good day. I'm not so nervous anymore, and I'm determined to settle in to my new home.

I begin my morning routine of showering and doing my hair after applying makeup. Today I go for one of my casual floral print dresses. A lot of the girls at school were dressed up yesterday, so I figured I might as well.

My hair is curled into it's usual waves, and I head downstairs for breakfast. I feel particularly good this morning, and I think this English air is starting to affect me.

"Morning, sweetie." My dad greets me with a swift hug before grabbing his brief case. "I'll see you around dinner time, have a good day at school."

"Have a good first day at work!" I yell back at him as he rushes out the door.

"Hi mom." I smile as she comes from the living room.

"Hey Addie, I have an interview at the hospital, they have a nursing position open. I'll see you after school." She walks over and kisses my cheek.

"Oh, can you drop me off at school before you go?"

"I forgot to tell you! Anne said Harry could pick you up, he'll be here around 7:30. Make sure to thank him, it's very kind of him."

What.

"I can just walk... It's not that far." I offer.

"Nonsense. Anne said he wouldn't mind. I mean you two know each other, right?"

"Yeah..."

"Okay have a good day, bye!" And she's out the door.

Well this may be awkward. It's only a five minute drive though, and it's only for one day.

I decide on waffles this morning and finish them just in time to brush my teeth before Harry comes to pick me up.

I lock the front door and walk out to his car parked in my driveway.

"You can sit up here.." Harry objects when I open the door behind his seat.

"Oh, I thought you brought Louis?" I flush.

"Eleanor picked him up." He states and I nod before getting into the front seat. Eleanor must be Louis' girlfriend.

"Thanks for bringing me..." I feel uncomfortable, very out of place.

"Yeah, sure." His hand reaches toward the radio and he turns up the music. It's not loud, but enough to silence our conversation.

"So you and your mom are coming over for dinner tonight?" I ask bravely, but instantly regret it. I have no idea why I said that, I guess it's just too quiet in here, despite the music playing.

"I don't think I'm coming," he chuckles briefly. "I'm busy."

"Oh," I look out the window.

I begin to process the kind of guy Harry is in my mind on the rest of the drive to school. He's my neighbor and I have a few classes with him, so I know I'll be seeing him around often, but he's definitely not like me at all. Not gonna lie, he is very attractive, but my conscience laughs and mocks me; he's way out of your league, Addie. I'm not attracted to him though, okay yes, maybe physically, but not mentally. He has lived up to my prediction of him being the jerk type.

"So what are you doing tonight? I mean like why are you busy?" I find myself curious.

I can see him look at me from the corner of my eye before he turns the radio down.