You are so caught up in thinking what's up with Harry that you didn't even realise that Sam Parker, your high school sweetheart was standing right in front of you.
"Hey." He says and your heart nearly jumps out your chest. "H-Hi!" You respond, trying not to sound that your heart is racing faster than the speed of light. (scientifically it's not possible but just go with it)
"I saw you starin' at me..." He smirks and you blush harder than you've ever blushed before!
"Yeah.... about tha-", "And I think you're one gorgeous girl." Sam cuts you off and smiles. You cannot believe what you are hearing. Sam Parker, the most good looking guy on campus just called you gorgeous. You feel your legs getting wobbly and your palms getting sweaty.
"Want to go out sometime? You know, like for pizza or somethin'." He asks you, cocking his head. "Y-Yeah! Of course!" You say, so happily. "Cool! Meet me outside the Pizzeria down the road tomorrow at 5." He smiles, once again and you nod and return the smile.
"Goodnight love." He kisses you on the cheek before walking off. You stand on the bleaches still stunned at what just happened. You've dreamt of this day for god knows how long but a bloody long time and it finally happened! You feel like jumping around and doing somersaults even though you can't.
Sam packs up his things and waves you goodbye before leaving with his teammates. You smile so hard that you feel your cheeks starting to hurt. You throw your bag over your shoulder and start to walk back home, as the happiest girl in the world.
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You pull out your keys and unlock the door to your house. Your parents and little brother are sitting on the couch, munching away in buttered popcorn while watching a movie.
"Hey guys!" You greet them as you put your jacket on the coat hanger. "Hey sweetie, how was the game?" Your mum asks. "The best football game I have ever been too." You smile, replaying the moment that Sam asked you out. "That's good love." Your dad replies. They don't seem too interested in what happened, so you skip upstairs to your room.
"Gotta text Harry about this!" You say to yourself as you pull out your phone. You unlock your phone, a bit disappointed to see no texts from Harry, knowing he usually always texts you.
You: hey harry! you would never believe what happened!
You send him the text and almost instantly, he replies.
Harry: what? what happened?
You: sam asked out after the game!
You squeal as you jump on your bed, still not getting over the fact that he asked you not, and not to mention by called you gorgeous!
You: and also he called me gorgeous! i'm so happy right now!
You: we're going out for pizza tomorrow, i'm so fucking excited!
Harry: that's great Y/N.
Harry's reply is a little cold. You furrow your eyebrows in curiosity for why he's acting like this.
You: is everything okay?
Harry: call me, it's easier to explain.
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oooo a little cliffhanger there ;)
