The Story Of Our Lives. {Harry Styles FanFic}

Chapter 4;

Autumn's POV;

I linked Hazel back into my apartment and guided her to my bed, I laid her down properly on the bed and in less than five minutes she was conked out. I took off my horrible heels and threw them back into my wardrobe, as I walked to the bathroom to remove the make up on my face. Harry was repeatedly on my mind, no matter how many times I tried to erase his face from my mind, it popped back into my mind as quickly as it had left. I don't know why he had such an impact on my mind, he was basically just a typical boy. But no matter how many times I told myself that, I didn't believe it. Harry was different, I don't know how I still had to figure that bit out, but there was no point anymore, I was never going to see him again. I sighed and grabbed my nightdress. I changed into the nightdress, and quietly walked back into my bedroom, I got into my bed and closed my eyes, Harry's light green eyes was the last thing on my mind as I fell asleep.

"Autumn get up." I groaned and looked up to see Hazel towering over me with a glass of water.

"If you were going to throw that on me, you do know I would've killed you right?" I told her frowning at her. I sat up and wiped my eyes.

"Well it was my second option, it's not my fault you're a deep sleeper." She admitted sitting at the bottom of my bed. I noticed that she was already changed into new clothes.

I raised my eyebrow at her. "It's not my fault either."

"Come on get up!" She exclaimed jumping off my bed.

I groaned, I really just wanted to sleep. "Why?"

"Because we are going out." I lay back on my bed and sighed. "Autumn if you don't get up I won't be afraid to use this glass of water."

I groaned and slowly got out of the bed, I looked at Hazel and frowned at her, she smiled back at me. I looked for my phone and noticed that it was only 10. "Why are we awake so early?" I mumbled.

"Oh shush, it's not that early." She said while throwing clothes at me. "Change into these, you have ten minutes now go." She said pointing to my bedroom door.

Sometimes Hazel really was like my mother. I sighed again and walked to the bathroom where I changed into the clothes that Hazel ordered me to change into. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed. I didn't like my appearance, but I would never go around and tell everyone that, I never wanted the attention on me. I liked to kept quiet about what I thought about my appearance. My pale complexion stared back at me, and my brown eyes were dull and lifeless. My hair was a mess tossed all over the place. I walked back out of the bathroom and knocked on my bedroom door. I couldn't believe that every time Hazel was over here she always took over my bedroom. When I got no response I opened the door slightly, I didn't want to see Hazel in her nude, so I always made sure that I knocked before entering. I saw Hazel buried in my wardrobe. I sighed what was she doing now?

"Haze what on earth are you doing now?" I asked her sitting beside her.

"Well I'm packing a few things for you, obviously." She said while throwing out pieces of clothing.

"Excuse me? What do you mean? I'm not staying anywhere, so why do you need to pack things for me?" I questioned, not liking what was going on.

"Well Brandon, the guy I was with last night, he has a huge house up near a beach, and he invited me and you to stay for the week and we're going!" She picked up a top and made a disgusted face at it as she threw it over her head.

I frowned at her, I just cleaned this room last night, now I was going to have to clean it again. "Haze, it's October, you go to beaches in the summer not in October. I'm not going Hazel." I stood up and picked up the clothes she had thrown all over my floor. "Hazel do you even know this guy that well?" I questioned as I placed my clothes back into my wardrobe.