BELOVED [h.s.]

Chapter 5. Edited.

"Linda," I called her. She turned around looking at me, her long hair waved in my direction. "We must rehearse."

"You can stay with us," Gemma spoke.

"Oh, sure," she smiled sweetly.

During the rehearsal I saw her and Gemma laughing so hard. Were they talking about me? I hope they weren't, I love my sister but when she talks about me she ends up saying the weirdest and most personal things ever. I hate that.
I couldn't concentrate and my voice was cranky and weird, they were still laughing, maybe my voice was what they found so funny.

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Linda's POV

Gemma is a really nice girl, older than me but we still had a long sweet talk. She's so alike to Harry.

"Girls, do you wanna drink something?" Anne's husband asked us.
"I'm fine, you?" Gem asked me.
"No, thanks. I'm fine too," I replied smiling at Robin.

They went away and Gemma and I sat in the front row, I wanted to watch the boys rehearsing but she was still talking to me so I decided to focus my mind and eyes on her.

The time passed, the studio started filling entirely with a lot of people.
I've always liked this show, I used to watch it along with my brother Danny, he is older than me three years but he is in Italy studying culinary.
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The performance was absolutely wonderful and I really liked the song, their music was so good. I didn't have a car and I didn't know if I should go to my house right now or not, If I would take the bus or a cab.

"Linda!" Someone called me, it was Niall when I turned around.

"Huh?" I walked towards him. Gemma was with her mother and stepfather.

"Do you want me to take you home? It seems that Louis left you here... alone," Niall offered.

"I..."

"Niall, I'm taking her home," Harry spoke behind me. "Don't worry, thanks." he smiled at him nicely.

"Oh, well, hope to see you soon, Lin." He kissed goodbye and left the room.

"Thanks," I turned around to face Harry.

"Louis was so sorry about not saying goodbye but he had to leave, and asked me to take you home."

I smiled. His slowly raspy voice was super-hot.

"Yeah, no problem," I didn't know what I was saying. "And thanks." I added.

"My family and I are going to have dinner, would you like to come or I should I take you first home?"

"I don't want to be a hindrance for you, I can take a taxi or the bus,"

"Not at all, I like you." I flushed, "I mean, you are cool," he summed up.

"Well, take me home please," he nodded and we walked toward his family.

We all climbed in Harry's truck and Robin was driving, Anne was by his side. Gemma, Harry, and I were in the backseat.

"So, where do you study, honey?" Anne asked me.

"London School of Journalism, I'm want to work for a magazine, newspaper or tv,"

She asked me a lot of things about my career and I told her about my holiday job.
We got to my house, I thanked all of them and climbed the stairs up into the building, after I closed the door they started the car.
Kaylee wasn't home so I just ate something small and went to bed. Well, I tried to sleep but I couldn't so I just called my mom and told her about my day and the rest of the week.

She lives with my uncle in a small town in Warrington, she manages a beauty shop.
She thought all about matching clothes, wearing minimum but daily makeup, taking care of myself.

At midnight my phone rang, it read Harry.

"Hi." he sounded tired.

"Hi, how are you?" I didn't know why he was calling me at this hour, I was surprised.

"Good, how was your night?" he sounded quite sleepy.

"Great." Boring. "Yours?" I questioned him.

"Nice, just dinner with family." He cleared his throat. "I just... uhm... you know, apologize for my mom," he called me for saying something about his mom, and apologizing for what? I kept myself quiet.
"She must've overwhelmed you with all those questions." She didn't ask me something wrong, so why was he even calling me for this? his voice sounded strange. If it wasn't because I had his number I'd never recognized him.

"No, no, she didn't do anything wrong... it's okay."

"Oh," he exclaimed. "So, I was wondering... maybe, we could... of course if you want..." he was falling asleep or maybe the words didn't come out properly of his mouth.

"I want..." I tried to help him to find the words even though I didn't know what he was going to say.

"Hang out tomorrow?" he sighed and then coughed.

I was surprised for his petition. Was he asking me out? I couldn't believe that. I mean, he wasn't a normal guy, he was Harry Styles and he wanted to go somewhere with me. Like on a date.

"Linda, are you there?" he asked me. I came back to reality. "If you don't want to go out, its fine..." he added before I answered.

"No, sorry... I mean, yes." What did I just say? "I mean, I... I want to go," I wasn't that shy; never.

"Oh, cool!" he said abruptly. "Well, so... I'll pick you up at 4."

"Sounds great,"

"Awesome, good night." he hung up the phone.

What was going on here? I felt bad, I almost wanted to cry. Why? Because he asked me out and then he seemed like he was bounded to invite me.

Kaylee arrived the next morning and I told her about Harry, that he had asked me out, and I had accepted but now I felt like I shouldn't had.

"Linda, are you serious? Harry Styles invited you out and you are going to decline the invitation?" she slapped me softly, "Hello girl, this does not happen every day to every girl." She's right. But it wasn't just because I didn't want to. But because maybe, he had changed his mind after I accepted. "You know what?" she continued, "I am going to help you getting ready," she checked the kitchen clock. "Its 2 p.m. there's not much time, Li."

She literally took everything I had in my closet. I knew how to dress up and my taste for fashion wasn't bad, though I was a little nervous so I decided to let her dress me.
She chose a little black skirt and a beige embossed velvet fringe shirt. Winter was close so nights were getting colder; she picked up a leather biker jacket and black ankle boots. I wasn't sure for the choice, I loved everything but maybe not for a date with Harry; I changed my mind when I wore the outfit. It was simple but elegant.

It was "03:30 p.m." and I was almost ready, I just had to blow-dry my hair and curl it. I was ready at 4 o'clock and sat on the couch waiting for Harry to arrive. Kay went to her parents' house because she had a "family dinner".
"04:38 p.m." and I had checked my phone at least 20 times in the last minute.
"05:19 p.m." not even a phone call or message. I was getting pissed, no... I was already pissed, but with myself. How could a pop star invite me out and I easily believe it? Maybe he was at someone's house and they were playing something and he had to call the first stupid in his contact list and invite her out. I removed my makeup, and walked barefoot to my room, leaving the heels in the living room. I tossed all of the clothes that where in my bed to a corner and lay in my bed; I fell asleep.

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