Unexpected Love

Chapter 2

*A/N HA! I'll stop writing author's notes. Don't worry. Just, want to thank to those who have read my first chapter. Give me your opinions, remember that your opinion counts, it always counts. Btw, at the end of the book you'll understand why it's called 'Wake Me Up' unless you want me to give you an explanation than I'd be happy to write it down. Enjoy :).. If you ever want a dedication comment/message me. I'm up to whatever you want :). 

CHAPTER 2

 I stood their, awkwardly and breathing heavily looking at the guy who was standing in front of me, who is he? "Uh, hi" I said, in a low and awkward voice. He looked up at me, with. What's that, worry? He looked up at me with worry in his eyes. What's going on? Oh yeah, I've been crying and yelling and cursing and throwing things on the floor for an hour straight, he must have heard some of that. I'm so stupid. I caught myself looking at my feet, he was standing there, looking at me, most probably he was freaking out because I looked awful. I finally looked up and gave him a polite smile. He smiled back and opened his mouth.

 "Hey" he said, he instantly placed his hands in his pockets and moved from side to side, I think he was nervous. I think. "is there something I could help you with?" he bit his lower lip and looked at the walls, I mirrored his action but I looked back at my feet, instead. "I mean, it's obvious that you're going through stuff, and maybe I could hel-" I instantly cut him off, I don't want strangers asking me about my personal life, I wouldn't tell them anything, that's not me.

  "Hey" I said, trying to sound 'fine' "I'm just fine" I gave the fakest smile ever, he obviously noticed, since he frowned a bit. "I was just, practicing... my..." I looked around, trying to come up with an excuse. Gosh I'm ridiculous "daily ritual" I managed to say. Daily ritual? Who comes home, cries, yells, curses and throws things to the floor, as a daily ritual? That was a lame excuse. He raised his eyebrows and looked at my warily.

  "Your.. daily, ritual? Pretty convincing" he joked, and cracked a smile. I couldn't help but smile as well, that was good right? No, it wasn't. Gosh, just close the door and leave him there. I smiled at the idea, but hid it immediately, I couldn't be rude.

  "I'm serious, I'm fine. I was about to prepare myself some tea. Would you like.. to, you know" I said,  pointing inside the apartment and looking around. This is not an every day situation. He nodded his head and walked past me. "the kitchen's right here" I said, pointing to my left, for him to follow me. The living room was a complete mess, I didn't want him to see that. I sighed, and prepared some tea. Once it was ready, I gave him a mug and grabbed one myself. I sat across him looking down at the table. This was an awkward situation, and I won't get sick of saying that.

  "So, what's your name?" well, that was a good start. Not just come knock on the door and ask what was going on. I would most definitely say nothing to him. I smiled lightly looking down at my mug, I had a sip of tea and looked at him. "Rachel, my name's Rachel" I said under my breathe. "What's yours?"

"I'm Harry, Harry styles" he gave me a polite smile and took a sip of tea "so, this is what you do everyday when you come home?" he asked, obviously referring to my little scene a while ago. I couldn't help but giggle.

"Not really, I just..." I sighed, thinking in what had made me upset, in what makes me upset every single day of my tedious life. "It's just not a good day" I said, as I shrugged and took another sip of tea.

"Well, 'just not good days' do not make me cause a disaster in the middle of a living room" he said quoting what I said, and looking up at me. What's his interest? We don't even know each other.

"You know, I don't go spitting my problems to the first person that crosses my way" I said, a bit annoyed by his insistence "are you the neighbor?"

"Uh, yeah that's me. Nice to meet you." he said, confused.

"You made a little scene today as well, and I'm not asking what happened in there."

He smiled, and bit his cheek, trying to contain a laugh, I could tell "I was just playing with my friends"

"Then why did you slam the door that way?" I asked, out of curiosity. That was what brought the memories and the pain back.

"It was part of the act" he said, with an arrogant smile on his face. I couldn't help but feel annoyed. he could be acting around me as well.

"So, all of this is just an act? Even your sudden interest on what's going on with me today?" I said, I'm rushing in. Shut your mouth Rachel. He could be your friend.

He looked at me, he was serious now "No. Hey! No, not at all. That little 'scene' today with the boys was just an act. I'm not acting any of this. I'm not a fake person, you know?"

I was relieved by his answer, for real "Oh. well, sorry." I looked down at my hands, and noticed he was finished with his tea, I grabbed his mug and mine and went up to the washer, then back to him "it's getting late Harry" I said as I yawned "and, I'm really tired, we can talk tomorrow?" I offered, as I rubbed my eyes, I wasn't really tired. I just wanted to be alone. I knew what was waiting, a lot more crying, but they'd be silent now. Harry looked up at me and nod once.

"M'kay Rachel, I'll walk by tomorrow, good night" he said as he got on his feet and walked towards the door  "Good night, Harry" I said whilst closing the door, I got into the living room, it was a complete mess, I sighed and mumbled "I'll fix that tomorrow" I walked slowly to my bedroom, slipped into my pyjamas and went to sleep. 

*A/N It's pretty short. I have no inspiration, lol. Well, comment/vote/fan. Read, enjoy. :D.