Exception (Harry Styles)

Chapter 10

Avery's POV

After I get a shower I feel relatively better. My hand and arm still sting awfully bad, but my body feels better, and not to stiff. It's about 8 o'clock now; I stayed in the shower for a while. I turn off my light and climb in bed. I can't fall asleep this early, never have been able to. Instead of trying to force myself to go to sleep, I decide to get my diary out. So much has happened, and I need to get it off my chest.

4/7/14

            Today has been one of the best days of my life. I met four new friends today. Zayn Malik is one of them; I never thought a guy like him would notice me. Niall Horan is so funny, and he is really cute and seems like he likes me. Liam Payne seems like someone I can always go to if I needed to. Out of everyone I met today one sticks out the most. Zayn's cousin Harry Styles.

            He is unlike anyone I have ever met before. For one he is gorgeous, and I don't know anyone else like him. Niall tells me to watch out and that he is bad news, but I don't see it. He is hiding something, he is troubled, and he has a short temper. But does that really make him so bad?

            He was nice to me, took up for me, and he smiles at me, that makes me feel special even though I know I'm not. He has random tattoos that I know has meaning to him, that even after one day, I have grown to like. He also has these faded bruises along his arms and around his eye. He says he was in a bunch of fights, but I really don't think that was the whole truth. I want to learn more, and that is what I am going to do.

            I finally stop writing about the green eyed mystery boy when my phone starts ringing.

            I smile to myself when I see Louis's name across the screen. I put up my diary in the back of the drawer and answer.

"Hello?" I ask.

"Hey! What are you up to sunshine?" He answers excitedly. I laugh a little at his enthusiasm.

"Nothing really, I'm just lying in bed."

"Nice, me too, I was calling to tell you that we are going to go out to eat tomorrow night, so be ready."

"Oh ok where are we going to eat?"

"It's your favorite pasta place." He replies.

"Olive Garden!?" I reply excitedly.

"Be ready about 6." Louis says, I can almost see him smiling on the other end.

"Ok see you tomorrow Louis, thank you."

"Ok night Avery."

"Goodnight."

I smile when I hang up the phone. I love Olive Garden; I don't get to eat there hardly ever, except when Louis takes me. He took me to eat there once, and I instantly fell in love with that place, it's delicious.  Louis normally drags me out to eat dinner every other weekend, so I am not too surprised, just excited because this time it happens to be my favorite restaurant.

I plug up my phone to my charger and relax in my bed. For once in a long time I fall asleep with a green eyed angel and Olive Garden's spaghetti in my head.

***

I wake up as my alarm clock goes off, and a smile comes across my face immediately. I quickly get dressed in jeans and a long sleeve Hollister shirt. I rewrap my hand and put a band aid on the small burn on my arm. I go over my lie in my head. I burned my hand making dinner yesterday. It's not even a lie, well not really, so it should be totally believable right?