I woke up the next morning and realized that it was Monday. Relief set in as I noticed that my classes didn't start until tomorrow.
A raging headache took over as well as a sudden urge to puke. My bodies response became more known and I ran to J and I's sad excuse for a bathroom. Apparently at college comfort and space wasn't much of a priority.
After emptying all the contents of my stomach into a toilet I decided to check my phone and make sure I didn't drunk text anyone.
12 missed messages from J, 2 missed messages from Niall, and 1 message from Harry.
I began with Jordan's frantic messages which asked if I was okay and where I was blah blah blah. I replied quickly with a simple message assuring her that I was alright. Assuming she was went with Tom I continued through the messages.
Niall: Hot guy gooooorl
I laughed at the text realizing he must have been texting me while he was drunk at the party. My fingers ran through my naughted hair as the memories from last night came flooding in. Just thinking about them gave me instant anxiety, so I distracted myself with the last few messages.
Niall: I want to start planning for my project. Meet me at our usual spot? 1 PM if you can((:
I made a mental note to meet Niall at the coffee shop and then continued with the last message. This last text was hard to open. What the hell could he say? There was only one way to find out.
Harry: I need my jacket back. See you at the shop around 2 PM
His jacket? Really? He gives me no choice but to see him. I can't just keep the jacket. Even though I would like too I mean it's a nice leather jacket. I deeply sighed and began to think of what I was going to wear.
I decided on some black skinny jeans and a maroon v-neck shirt that slightly showed my new black bralette. I paired it with my black high tops and grabbed my essentials. While I put everything in my small black backpack I reminded myself that I had to finish a few homework assignments before tomorrow.
With that I was exiting 'the hole' and was on my way to the coffee shop to meet one of my best friends and someone who I really didn't know at all.
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I had Harry's large leather jacket draped over my forearm as I walked closer to the shop entrance. The nerves started to kick in once I realized I was going to see him again. I brought the jacket up to my face. It smelt like him. Did I just sniff his jacket?
I quickly looked around to make sure no one saw me do that and I entered the shop. It was 12:32 PM when I looked at the clock. I set my stuff down at my usually sitting area that rested next to the front window of the shop. My hand dug through my small backpack to find my wallet. I suddenly got excited as I got in line because I knew that getting this coffee was probably going to be the best part of my day.
"Hey there Beatriz" Jared said looking up at me. Seeing his new face was refreshing. Last time I saw him was when I met Harry here. Seems like time is repeating itself over and over as I'm meeting Harry here once again.
"Hey Jared" I smiled up at him as I got the exact change for my coffee. He already had my order down as I handed him the money.
"You look really nice today" He said as he wrote my name down on the cup. He seemed a lot more confident than he was when I first talked to him.
"As do you" I laughed "that apron is very flattering on you"
He replied with a laugh and reached over in the bakery section of the shop to grab a blueberry muffin.
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Optical [h.s fanfiction]
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