Not So Typical

Chapter 4

I had returned safely to my flat and found Elsa and Kate passed out in the living room, you would think these two lived here, they didn't. I covered them up, turned off the lights, and headed to my room. 

I threw myself down on the bed and reached for my phone charger, it was late and I should be exhausted but my body was completely alive with excitement. Something about Harry just made me feel alice and not like boring old Mel. 

I stood up and pulled off his coat, hanging it nicely in my closet before tossing my dress into the dirty clothes bin. I pulled on a sports bra and a pair of ratty old sweats. It was too much effort to take of my makeup so I just left it and threw my hair on top of my head and called it a night. 

By the time I had returned to my phone it had come back to life and the screen was flooded with all of the messages from Elsa and mostly Kate that I had missed while I was at Harry's. I deleted all of them without reading them, knowing that they were just teasing me about leaving with Harry and asking where I was. Then I saw a message that wasn't from the two of them, it was Harry's name at the top of the screen. 

"Make sure you keep my coat safe, its my very favorite. I had fun tonight. Sleep well. -Harry xx" 

I immediately started smiling like a bloody idiot as I typed a response. "Why did you let me keep it then, you are going to be awfully cold tomorrow without it!"

I kind of felt bad for keeping it now knowing that it was his favorite. I knew I should have asked the driver to turn around so I could return it but it smelled like him and it was quite warm. 

"If you have it then I know I'll have to see you again to get it back ;) All a part of my master plan to take you on a proper date Ms. melody, don't fret. Now get some sleep, it is quite late xx" 

My stomach erupted into a swarm of butterflies after reading it a million times. Harry wanted to take me on a proper date?! I hadn't been on a date since...well in ages. I always skipped out on the ones Elsa and Kate had set me up on. I was too timid for blind dates. I was 20 years old and didn't even know how to date. I must be the most boring 20 year old in all of England, hell in all of the world. 

I locked my phoone and switched off my lamp as I cuddled into the covers. I closed my eyes for the night while dreams of Harry fluttered through my head.