Fake (Harry Styles)

Chapter 8

It's been six days since I've talked to Harry. I started my online courses for school four days ago. It's Friday and I've decided to go to my friend Natalie's Divergent party. I haven't read the books but she was so excited about it I didn't want to kill her happiness. We met at yoga, which I also started four days ago. We go to the local gym every Tuesday for yoga, I'm not that good but it does help me with my anxiety. If I had a dollar for every time she talked about what we were doing in yoga I'd have the same amount of money I started with. We didn't even acknowledge the fact that that's how we met and we don't talk about it which is quite funny actually. 

However if I had a dollar for every time I thought about Harry I'd have enough money to buy dinner at a nice place and go to the movies, and go ice skating, and watch another movie with popcorn and candy, and a drink, so apparently I think about Harry alot. I find myself wondering what he is doing at the exact moment, or if he thnks about me, I don't love him, I don't know what I think about him, it's stronger than like, but not love. I wonder if he thinks I'm boring, or interesting, or crazy, or funny.

It's past six so I start to get ready for the party. Everyone else will either have on book themed costumes or fan shirts so I just wear jeans and a University of Rhode Island sweatshirt. I pull on my red converse and head out the door. I still haven't figured out how to use the subway system here so I decide to walk. It's a mile and a half and it doesn't go through any rough neighborhoods so I should be safe. I kick at the pebbles on the sidewalk and make a left. If I had a car this wouldn't be an issue, however that is not an option right now and my aunt needed to use her car to deliver some things to her clients. I walk up to the front door and knock twice. I hear talking behind the door and then the door swings open and Natalie is standing there in a grey and it didn't look all that wonderful.

"Cameron! Come on in were just getting started." The excitement in her voice is clear and I can't help but smile at her. House house is warm and cozy. Past the entrance is a living room and kitchen. We stand outside a grey door and Natalie opens it to reveal a basement. There's loud talking coming from down there and I follow her down the stairs. Everyone is wearing either grey or black and I look away uncomfortable. They're all seated on three couches against the wall and it looks more like a book club than a party. I stand at the bottom of the stairs next to Natalie while she explains a game we are about to do. I sounds really childish but in the end is a lot more fun than I thought it would be. Everyone had to jump on twenty balloons in one minute and everyone tripped at least once. 

A young boy comes down the stairs holding a storybook pressed against his chest wearing long sleeved batman pajams. He walks down the stairs slowly and stands in the corner of the room scanning everyone. I'm the only who seems him and everyone else is talking about the book so I walk over to where he is standing. He can't be more than six years old, he has brown hair and dark blue eyes.

"Hey, I'm Cameron. What's your name?" I kneel in front of him so I'm not that much taller than him."

"Brody." He leans against the wall and holds the book out in front of me. "Do you know how to read?" 

I laugh quietly. "Yes I do. Do you want me to read that to you?" He nods his head shyly and grabs my hand leading me upstairs. We walk into the living room and he sits down on the black leather couch, his feet dangling off the end. I sit next to him and reach for the book. He sets the book in my lap and I read the title. Goodnight Moon, I smile, I used to read this to Abbigail a little four year old I babysat when I was twelve. I had the book almost memorized by time she was old enough to read it herself. I read the book slowly trying to make my voice sound soothing in a non-creepy way. By time I'm done Brody is blinking hard and I can tell he's trying to stay awake.

"Why don't you go on up to bed?" I ask him handing the book back. He nods his head and walks up the stairs. I check the time on my phone 7:01 p.m. the party won't be over for another two hours so I walk back down the stairs. Everyone is situated on a circular blue mat on the floor. They are all taking turns drawing something from a hat. I watch figuring out they're playing charades. I don't want to interupt the game so I head back upstairs and head out the door. I text Natalie that I left early and that it was fun etc. I walk to the curb and sit down texting my aunt to pick me up. The message doesn't deliver meaning she turned her phone off. I don't know anyone else in England so I find myself calling him. Within ten minutes his black car pulls up to the curb. The window rolls down on the drivers side.

"Get in Carmen." 

{Sorry this chapter is short. I'm going to try to make them longer but yeah. Please try to spread the word about this fanfci I really want feedback on how I'm doing and it would mean alot to me. Thank you! -A}