Just In Time h.s

Chapter 01

"Thomas, I'm heading out now. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight."

"So you're going to just leave all by my lonesome self in this damn building? What if I die? What if a burglar comes in Lila?"

I stood there in shock. "Tho-tho-Thomas. I don't want to le-le."

"Lila, it's just a joke." He burst out laughing and I went along just to make up for my stupidity.

"Good one Thomas. Had me fooled. Goodnight. Be safe here. Call if you need me."

"Goodnight Lila."

I entered the elevator and pressed the faded garage button, making it light up. I rocked back and forth on my toes and nervously bit my lip as the elevator painstakingly went down slowly. I never noticed how the elevator music is quite modern, well a step up from traditional elevator music. Finally, the slid open with a slight ding signaling I reached my floor.

"Now where is my car?" I clicked the unlock button of my car. Not a smart decision I know, but it's beneficial. I heard the ring of the familiar obnoxious double beep. It was in the third row, two spaces down. Where we.. I mean I usually park. I made my way over, hearing the sound of my black heels click along the concrete.

My car was a far cry from a presentable looking car. There were bird droppings scattered all around and the paint was chipping. The engine barely starts and the air conditioning has a mind of it's own, but I love it anyways. I started the engine, praying it would work. To my luck, it did. I exited the parking lot and made my way home.

It was five minutes passing before the silence was too much for me to bear. I turned on the radio and flipped to my favorite station 107.6(This is just four numbers I thought sounded good as a radio station. I have no clue if it exists.)

"They are known all across the globe for their hit singles such as What Makes You Beautiful, One Thing, Best Song Ever, and now they're releasing a new single You and I. All the ladies love them, even Dani over there is fangirling. We are so lucky to be interviewing the one and only One Direction."

"Hello." I recognized all of them.

"Hello boys. What brings you all here back in Cheshire?"

"Well, our tour brought us here to perform." That was Louis. He had the highest voice out of all the boys.

"Are you excited to be here?"

"Of course. The ladies are all good looking. The place is beautiful. We can't wait to meet our fans." That was Niall. His Irish accent was beyond recognizable.

"Now Harry," Harry. Those five letters. I was so tuned out, I didn't hear what they said until the very end.

"I'm going back to Holmes Chapel--" Before he could finish his response, I shut the radio off. Harry?! Back at Holmes Chapel?! What am I going to do? I'll just avoid him. Simple. I doubt we'll ever cross paths again anyways.

Throughout the drive, his raspy voice kept replaying those same six words in my mind. I couldn't shake it. Even when I entered the door of my studio apartment, all I could hear was the same six words. I was so tired and didn't have the energy to shower, so I crawled into my bed and slept through the night, dreaming about that raspy voice and those six words.