Bumped Into You.

Chapter 11.

Well, so what came out after that conversation, is that they all wanted to meet him. How awkward. It can wait, for a while. Can’t it? We had to go back early, that upcoming appointment with the school’s head was just before lunch. My mum and sister had that conversation last week, and although I was supposed to come with them, I liked being a stubborn and don’t go. It was freaking waaaay to early. So mums made me a new appointment, which was obviously tomorrow. I texted Harry on the way back:

- That appointmentthingy is tomorrow at 12:15, we can grab some coffee before that I guess? Love you xxxx -

He texted back way quicker than I expected, saying everything was gonna be okay and some cozy woozy stuff. I know it’s cheesy, but you know. Sometimes that boy says the right things at the right moment.

I went straight on upstairs, washed my face, removed all the make-up, changed myself in some loose pj’s and went into bed. To look as decent as possible tomorrow I definitely needed some sleep. Besides, this day has been really exhausting, so I was tired anyway.

“WAAAAAAAAAKKKEEEEEEE UUUUUUUUPPPPPP SUUUUUUNNNNSHHIIIIINEEEEEE”

That was when I fell out of my bed. Why on earth did I set this tune as my alarm. What kind of pervert am I, omg. Well, though, at least I am awake. And I don’t really think the rest of the house is still asleep either. ‘Good plan Em’ as I high-fived myself in the face.

I dragged myself out of my bed, downstairs and had breakfast. My parents were probably out for a walk and to Sainsbury, and my sister was still in her bed. Jalousy all the way. So anyway, I took some cereals, made myself tea and sat down in front of the tv. I started nipping from my tea, while flipping through the channel when some really familiar faces came by. “Harry Styles spotted with his new girlfriend at Green Park yesterday” with some pictures on full screen. “Her name is Emily Woods, she is 16 years old. He quit dating older women and went for a girl more of his age. Good boy hazza.” Ugh, did they really have to mention my name? AND ABOVE ALL: I look horrible in those pictures.

As I finished my breakfast, I took a long hot shower, felt for it. I blow-dried my hair, braided it in a loose braid at the back, applying some make-up on, got dressed into a blue dress up to just above the knees, and blue thin cardigan and some nude flats. A long necklace with a heart on it and a few self-made bracelets. I picked up my brown bag, put some stuff in it, sprayed some perfume up and I was ready to go.

11:30 am. I’d meet Harry at the little café just around the corner and we would take the underground to central London to that horrible school.

You must feel how much I’m going to enjoy this.

Right away after I entered the café I saw him, sitting at our usual place at the back, on his phone. He looked gorgeous in his white Abercrombie t-shirt and his blue chino. Goddd I’m one of the luckiest girls in the world.

“AARGHUUMM .. “ I laughed “Goodmorning Mr.” He looked up right away and a smile formed on his face. “Goodmorning beautiful, you look amazing!” *Blush blush, he could still do that to me* “You don’t look too bad yourself curly” and I smiled. “So Did you order your coffee already?” “Yeah, ordered you one too, it’ll be here in a minute!” “Thank you, that’s sweet! So did you sleep well?” and we chatted on for a little while until we finished our coffee and walked to the underground.

As we reached the station, he took my hand, and let me through the crowd. Not many recognitions, luckily, just got out of bed and the coffee wasn’t working yet.

“Do you know where it is?” Harry asked me, with one of his eyebrows raised. “Cause I don’t really have a clue where to go..” I smiled. “Yeh, it’s right and then at the end of the road left I believe. We’ll see!” as I took his hand and pulled him with me. “Oh you, come here. My little compass.” Hahhaahahahhaha. “You do should know one thing about me you know, I’m actually the worst in remembering directions people give me, or even worse, give directions to people. I’m like: ‘so you go that way, then turn left, wait right, no left, euhm, well *checking what’s left and right*, yes go left, then at the traffic lights straight on, then left, and euhm, well I hope you’ll find it somewhere there. It should be, on your *checking again* right hand. I believe.” Harry burst out laughing. “Well, I’ll do the directions then, love.” As he swung his arm around my waist and pulled me closer.

The appointment went quite well, she showed me around the school, gave me my timetable, a list of schoolbooks and of course, my bloody beautiful uniform. Not. Well, my last one was worse. Grey tights, blue skirt, white blouse, grey sweater, blue/white/grey-striped tie and a blue blazer. Like I said, it could have been worse.

We walked back to the apartment – not my idea – which caused my sore feet, but it was quite enjoyable. Halfway through my feet where like: ‘no bitch, I’m not gonna move any futher lalalalalalalala.’ “Dammnn, my feet hurt. Bad plan styles, walking home, it’s a fucking long walk hahahah.” “Come here you.” He pulled me to his and lifted me upon his back. Wait whuttt?! He’s gonna carry me all the way home? “Wait, Harry, I’m too heavy for you.” “You, heavy?! You’re the lightest person on earth. Now come on.” “But you can’t carry me all the way home .. That’s .. LONG.” “Well, I’ll prove you I can.” By that he lifted me up, and I let him. It’s purely his own decision now. He wrapped his arms round my legs and I had my arms hung around his neck. He kissed my hands softly. It ticklished a bit. I lay down my head on his head, in the familiar curls and sniffed up the smell of his hair. It’s smelled, well, good. I closed my eyes and let him do the walking hahaha. It must have looked really weird, me chilling on Harry’s back, while he was walking.

Before I even noticed it, we got back at his apartment. “Well, beautiful. Your cab has arrived at the named destination. That will be 20 pounds and a kiss.” “You can wish for the first thing, but I might be able to give you the second.” I smiled and kissed him. “Never mind the money, this is waaaaaay better.” and he pulled me closer and kissed me again. “Good, cause I’m kinda broke you know.” He laughed.

“Ems, can I ask you something?” we sat on the couch in front of the tv with a cup of tea I made us. Well, I practically lay across his lap, my face facing up. He stared into my eyes. “Yeah sure, what’s up?” He ruffled his fingers through my hair and cleared his throat. “Well, I was just curious you know. But you don’t have to tell me, I mean .. “ “What’s it Harry, I’ll tell you. “ I smiled. “So, I was just curious. Euhmm, have you ever had a boyfriend before, you know like, a serious one?” He blushed a bit, looked away and bit his lip. “Well, no. I haven’t actually. I .. I dunno why. Guess I’m not pretty enough.” This is one of the things that actually made me sad. I never had those childhood-relationships you see people were in. I didn’t have my first kiss when I was around 11, no I’m 16 and I just got my first kiss. I turned my head to the tv. “Hey you, don’t be sad. There is nothing to be ashamed of. And don’t say you’re not pretty, because Ems, listen, you’re the most beautiful girl walking on this earth right now. I’m a lucky guy.” He said as he turned my head up again. He bend over and whispered: “And I love you very very very very much.” Then he kissed me. “I just, it’s tough when all your friends have boyfriends and you just sit around there like ‘yeh well I don’t coz I’m stupid’. I just want someone to cuddle up with, someone who kisses me, and let me use his clothes. I dunno. Man this sounds weird.” I sat up, leaning against Harry as he wrapped his arms around me. He said nothing, he just held me.