Indie (Harry Styles Fan Fiction) *ON HOLD*

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Beep Beep Beep

Ugh. The alarm reads 10 o'clock and to a college student, that's early when you don't have any classes that day.

I slowly roll off of my bed and basically crawl to the bathroom. If you didn't already guess, I'm really not a morning person...at all.

I lazily take off my pajamas and step into the scalding stream of water that I don't recollect turning on and clean myself off with the coconut body wash and continue to wash my hair with my favorite shampoo, strawberry scented.

Once I'm finished I step out to dry myself with a towel that hangs on the rack by the door and proceed back to my bedroom to change out of the towel that currently covers me.

As I pass by Eve's room, I hear her rustling around and I curiously listen and it sounds like she is in her closet. Hmm, wonder where she is going?

I stop eavesdropping and continue my journey to my closet. I choose to wear a pair of dark skinny jeans, a cream colored oversized sweater, my maroon infinity scarf and my beloved combat boots.

Once changed, I go in the bathroom and just add mousse to my hair so it will go into it's naturally curly state that I am starting to wear more often because its much easier. I do my everyday makeup, grab my bag and walk out in the living room to watch some TV because it is only 11:30am. 1 Hour.

While watching a rerun of PLL, I get a text from Harry.

'Hey Indie! I'll be there in about 10 minutes, you ready? x'

He added an 'x' at the end...does that mean something?

I take the thought out of my head quickly, he is British so of course he does stuff like that. Duh.

'Yep, I'm ready! see ya soon :) x' I reply.

I can do the 'x' thing too, right?

***

Harry arrives about 10 minutes later with a text to announce his arrival.

I grab my things and make the trip to his SUV, get in the passenger seat to be greeted with an unexpected side hug over the center counsel.

"Hello ms. Indie! How are you on this lovely day?" Harry says in a cheerful tone.

"Well, hello mr. Cheerful! What did you put in your cereal this morning?" I raise my eyebrows with a smirk.

He Laughs.

"Nothing, I am just excited to spend the day with you!" He sheepishly says back.

I don't reply back and just stare at him. Say something you idiot! He is looking at you like you're crazy!

"Um, Indie? Why are you holding your breath?" He asks warily.

I am? oops.

"Sorry, um, hiccups!" I finally respond with a lame excuse.

Smooth move, genius.

I tell my conscious to shut up when Harry laughs at me and I realise what just happened..

You idiot, you just said that aloud!

"Yeah, you did." Harry smirks at me.

Crap. I thankfully say to myself.

"Um, I'm really sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me." I blush.

"It's okay, let's get going before you embarrass yourself anymore." He smirks.

"Yeah, Good idea." I laugh.

***

Harry drives us to a cafe that I had never noticed before but I wish I had. On the outside, it looks to be an old grungy brick building; but when you open the door, you are hit with the smell of freshly baked muffins and brewed coffee.