Enchanted (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 9: Monday

Ring ring ring!

I utterly grunt trying to reach for my phone to off the alarm.

Ring ring ring!
Ring ri-

I successfully offed it and I stood up to make some weird stretches.

Everybody does that right?

I quickly took a refreshing shower and after, I went out to prepare my outfit for this day.

My first day in college!

I open the drawer and picked out a light Mint Green long sleeves paired with skinny jeans along with Doc Martens boots.

My outfit for this day looks comfy for this cold weather.

Driiiinnggg driiiingg

I went downstairs to check who the hell has been buzzing my doorbell. I opened to see the one and only, Harry Styles.

"Hey beautiful." He greeted.

My cheeks flushed by his words.

"Oh hey. You're early." I replied trying to sound calm.

"Yeah. I was thinking that I could take you out for breakfast?" He asked politely.

"Sure. Just wait in the living room."

"How 'bout I watch you in your bedroom?" He chuckled showing his deep dimples.

"Eff off." I replied teasingly.

He faked pout as he took a seat on my couch.

"I'll just watch spongebob then." He said with a grin.

I lightly shook my head with a smile.

As I arrived my bedroom, I quickly combed my long hair.

Then, I applied my mascara and my pink lipgloss.

"Ya know, you really don't need those kind of stuff."

I kinda jumped a little with a shock expression on my face.

"Oops." he said with a wide smile on his face.

"I told you to stay in the living room." I snap.

"Chill. I don't want to be a total loner down there." He whines.

"Watch spongebob." I tried to hide my smile while I went back to my business.

I see him grinning in the reflection of the mirror.

"But watching you is far more entertaining."

I blushed and look away.

"Shut up." I said.

"You know I can't do that."

"Where are you taking me anyway?" I asked changing the topic.

"Donut shop."

"How about the paparazzi's?"

There's a blank expression on his face.

"Actually." He began. "One direction's gone."

"What? why?" I asked.

"Well, me and the boys want our privacy back. We're sick of media. We want a normal life of our own."

"Thats bullshit. I mean, well, you want your privacy and shit but think of the fans, they're going to feel sad, depressed, and at the same time broken to see their idols not together."

There was a sad reaction on his face.

"Sorry." I said.

"Its okay. I was thinking the same thing. You know, things like our band won't last forever." He stated.