My eyelids flutter open as I let out a small yawn. Slowly, and still sluggish from sleep, I turn to my nearby bedside table where my digital clock lies to check what time it is. As the clock flashes five o’clock, I let out a small sigh. I have to be at work in four hours. Another interview, another day at work. Only this time it’s the last interview before tour starts. I get a break to get packed because in a week and a half the tour starts. Until then the boys are doing a ton of rehearsals and practicing non-stop. I still can’t believe that in a week and a half I’ll be traveling all around Europe with One Direction.
I start to get up so I can begin my daily ritual of getting ready for work but as I roll out of bed and push my green duvet cover off of myself, my eyes fall upon my bandaged hand. Shit.
The events of last night start to piece themselves together in my head, me breaking a mirror and having a meltdown, Harry taking me to the hospital, me inviting Harry upstairs, me cooking Harry dinner, me and Harry watching Superbad, me and Harry talking, Harry falling asleep on my couch… Oh my god, Harry Styles is in my house. I mean, I think he is. There is the slight possibility that he woke up at some point in the night and left, only one way to find out.
I tip toe over to my bedroom door as quietly as possible, opening it, just a little bit, I peek my head outside. Harry is still lying there on my couch, fast asleep. One arm lay across his stomach, the other hanging over the edge of the couch, he lets out a small snore and shifts into a more comfortable position without waking. I involuntarily smile a little bit. He looks so peaceful. I quickly shake those ideas out of my head though. I can’t be talking about Harry like that. It’s Harry! I work for him. It’s already unprofessional enough that he’s at my flat and sleeping over. But he was so nice to me last night… and it was really great to tell someone and confide… but… ugh.
I quickly shut the door again. We’ve both got to go into work in a few hours and I have no idea what to do. I’ve got a sleeping teenage celebrity on my couch. Never thought I’d say that.
I peer out again and draft a plan in my head. I’m going to quickly take a shower, get dressed and do my hair and makeup, all hopefully before Harry wakes up. Then I’ll make breakfast, wake up Harry and then we can be on our merry way.
I pick out my clothes for the day. Deciding on dark skinny jeans, a floral tank top matched with a cropped jean jacket. I fold my clothes and bring them into the bathroom with me. There is no way I’m walking from the bathroom to my room in a towel while Harry is here.
I take a very quick shower and allow my hair to air dry, not bothering with the hair dryer. I brush through my hair countless times before pulling it into a ponytail, letting a few strands down to frame my face. Then I do my morning facial ritual of washing and moisturizing. I then do my makeup, painting on a line of eyeliner, and adding some purple/navy eyeshadow to the outer half of my upper eyelid and finishing the look off with a little lip gloss. I go over everything in the mirror and touch up a few things before heading outside.
I exit the bathroom finally satisfied with my makeup, hair and outfit. My gaze immediately falls to the couch where Harry is still asleep. I’ve never understood how some people can sleep so much. Maybe it’s because I never sleep. Last night I got six hours of sleep and woke up on my own accord, not at all tired. I go to sleep late and wake up early. It’s a weird cycle.
I pull out my coffee maker and scoop the coffee grounds into the pot. I move quickly grabbing bacon and pull out flour, baking powder, salt, sugar, milk, an egg, and some butter: pancake ingredients. First I make the pancake batter, mixing all of the ingredients into a bowl. Then I move onto the bacon. Grabbing my frying pan, I heat up the stove and lay the strips of bacon on the frying pan. Once it’s done I scoop it out of the greasy frying pan. Pancake time. Except these aren’t going to be everyday pancakes, I’ve got something special planned for these pancakes.
