Mixed Emotions: A One Direction Fan Fiction

{6} Happiness

I. Kissed. Harry. Styles. I've got to go tell everyone. What makes it cooler and less cool at the same time is that when I kissed him, he didn't kiss me back. At first. After a little while he kissed me back though! I. Kissed. Harry. Styles. And. He. Kissed. Me. Back. I might as well go to sleep while I'm happy. If I go to bed in a bad mood then I have bad-mood dreams. I know. Weird. Anyways I should get to sleep.

***

As I wake up, I hear my phone ringing. I try to grab it off my desk, where it is sitting, charging. I fail. It falls off the desk and gets unplugged from the wall. I quickly grab it off the floor, only to see that Harry's calling. He's just about the only person that calls me anymore.

**PHONE CALL**

"Hey baby girl..." Harry said, making me blush.

"Hi. And when did I become your "baby girl"? I asked, like prissy girl.

"The second you kissed me." He said sweetly and shortly.

"Kay. So what're you callin about?" I asked.

"Oh yeah... Umm... Well..." he said dragging out each word.

"Spit it out Harry." I said getting annoyed.

"Management wants you to come in and the've been telling me to get a hold of you all day and I've been calling and-" He said quickly.

"I was asleep." I said, cutting him off.

"Oh. Well the need you to come in to the office. With me. The boys already went but they said I couldn't go without you and they're getting mad that we're taking so long." He said rushed.

"Okay. Pick me up?" I asked.

"Course." He says. "Be there in twenty."

***

I took a shower, but didn't wash my hair.

I threw on something decent, I was too tired to think about it.

*DING-DONG-DING-DONGG*

Oh god. Harry's here. I don't have any makeup on or shoes... And I havent done my hair! Crap! Crap crap crap!

"Uhh... Come in!" I yell towards the door.

I put my hair in a VERY messy bun and start to put on eyeliner when I hear Harry's beautiful voice saying, "Briley? Where are you?"

"Down the hall second door on the left."

I hear footsteps and quickly finish my eyeliner. I put on eyeliner and, after reaching down to grab my pale-pink lipstick, I jump at the sight of Harry in my mirror. I will never get used to this. I swiftly turn around and hug him then say quietly, "Lemme put this on," motioning to my lipstick, "and we can go."

"Okay," Harry says, still startled by my random hug.

As I put on my lipstick he makes faces in my mirror. I laugh so hard at one of his faces that I drag my lipstick about three centimeters from my bottom lip. I wipe it off with a makeup wipe and throw the wipe in the trash.

"Let's go," I said.

***

We arrive at the band's managments' building, and I have to say, I'm so nervous I could throw up. Harry must have seen the nervousness on my face, because he says, "It's okay. Nothing bad will happen to you. Or me. Or us."

I nod, thankful for his soothing voice.

He swiftly guides me through the many halls of this wide-spread building. We soon arrive at a secritary's desk and Harry tells her my name and that we're here to speak with Mr. Adams.

She has us sit and wait for a minute while she walks into Mr. Adams' office. She soon come back out and tells us we can go in.

The room is vaguely decorated and has only one picture. It was on the man's desk, next to his nameplate.

"Please, sit down," he says in a low, steady voice.

"So, Harry, you and Briley are... dating?" He asks painfully slow.

"Yes," Harry says confidently. He doesn't seem to be intimidated by this man at all.

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