Dear Diary [h.s. au]

Chapter Twenty-Four.

(A/N: Short one :/ !!!!!)

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“I have no idea on what to wear tonight, urgh.” – I threw myself onto my bed.

The game was starting in about an hour and I was still in a towel.

Harry had asked me to arrive at least 15 minutes before the game so he could talk to me. Maybe to wish him good luck or maybe to give him a kiss.

Things with him were so confusing. We were not a couple – at least not officially – but we weren’t friends either. We were something more.

He’d kiss me good morning everyday when he’d see me at college. He’d put his arm around my shoulders or hold hands with me whenever we were walking through the halls... I just don’t know. We need to talk about us at any moment now, it’s getting a lot suspicious for all the people around us.

My mum is delighted with the fact I am going out with him. She still doesn’t know about my date with Zayn tomorrow night, but I’ll tell her later.

She loves Harry like he’s her own child, just like Anne loves me. I don’t get it, I am nothing special. Why does everyone love me ?!?!?! I am nothing but a damaged, broken girl who keeps thinking about her dead boyfriend and writes on a journal.

Speaking of which, I can’t find it anywhere. I looked through my backpack, my purse, my desk, even my jacket but nothing. It’s nowhere to be found. Mum says maybe I left it in my locker but I never brought my journal to school… Maybe I was just distracted and it is indeed there.

I’ll just check it out on Monday.

“Drea, dear are you dressed ? The game is starting in less than an hour.” – My mum knocked.

“You can come in mum.” – I sat up.

She opened the door. – “Why are you not dressed yet ?!?! You’re going to be late !!” – She was meeting Anne at the field as Anne herself didn’t miss one of her son’s games. Ever.

“I don’t know what to wear mum. It’s like I don’t have any clothes.” – I sighed in frustration.

“I’ll help you. What did Harry tell you to wear again ?” – She opened the doors of my closet to peak in.

“Something fancy. He even mentioned a dress.”

“Well, it’s a bit chilly tonight so you might not want to wear a dress.” – She threw some leggings at me. – “You could wear those with one of your sweaters, apply some makeup, I can even do your hair annnnd” – She prolonged the word. – “Wear those black boots you love so much”– She smiled at me.

“I really want to wear a dress mum.” – I rolled my eyes. I really wanted to tease Harry, I knew he would lose his mind by seeing me in a dress.

I don’t think I’ll handle having you looking all delicious without taking you at least once in the car.

Let’s see then.

“What about this one ?” – She showed me a long sleeve dark blue dress, showing a little cleavage and it went just a bit above my knee. Not too long, not too short.

“Perfect!” – I quickly chose matching underwear and got dressed.

“Don’t wear heels. You’re almost Harry’s height and it would be a bit weird if you were taller than him.”

Just imagining it made me giggle. – “Yeah, I guess not. What about those camel boots you bought me a few months ago ? They look good with the dress.” – I said drying my hair with the towel.