Harry had left my apartment around three in the afternoon. We had spent our time eating leftovers and chilling about my apartment, just talking. He had taken an interest in the piano my aunt has in her studio space, and we spend a lot of time teaching each other different melodies. He was secretly so musically talented. His voice was so smooth and rich, like chocolate. I would rest my head on his shoulder as he serenaded me to a melody he and his friend had made one drunken evening. He said that they would perform it at the little party happening tonight. And that takes me to where I am now.
Helena had come over once again and would not stop relentlessly asking me about my evening with Harry.
"So did you kiss or what?" She asks, pushing it.
"No, almost though. I'm glad we didn't, I still want to take it slow with him. It's just, things don't seem to be just friends. I'm just so confused." I say earnestly. I really don't know what is going on in my mind at the moment.
"Well, we'll see where he's at tonight at the party. Let's see how he introduces you to all his friends." Helena suggests.
"I'll take your advice, thanks, Helena."
"No problem. I know, I'm so smart. Anyway, what are you wearing tonight? Whats the dress code?" She asks, getting up from my bed to make her way to my wardrobe.
"Something casual I'm sure. But I do want to impress his friends..." I say, conflicted. "You pick something out for me," I order politely, giving up.
"okayyy," Helena says as she opens up my wardrobe, grabbing hold of my favorite jeans. "These, with those little black booties. And with this," she pulls out a plain white tee, "and this," she states, holding out a black leather jacket that I have yet to wear all season. "Trendy, classic, cool. It's a ten out of ten."
"Cute, yes okay," I say, getting off of my bed to see the ensemble she picked out.
"Now go do something with that rat's nest of yours," Helena says, pointing at my hair.
"Whats wrong with my hair?" I ask confused, pulling at my brown waves.
"You have not combed your hair in what looks like a week."
"Oh shut up," I say, laughing in slight embarrassment. I saunter off to my bathroom, grabbing my robe on the way. "I'm gonna shower."
"Okay, I'm going to start getting ready then." Helena states as I close the bathroom door. I queue up a few of my favorite bops to listen to and start the shower until the water is steaming hot, just the way Iike it. I strip from the oversized shirt and boyshorts I was previously sporting and hop in.
The water burned my skin at first, but it felt nice. I lathered up a good foam and scrubbed everything until I felt clean. I gave my face a good wash as well, noticing a couple pimples appearing. I also take the liberty of shaving, as I notice my leg hairs are getting to a more than acceptable length. I began to feel nervous about tonight, but I don't know what for. Harry and I get along so well, I know there's nothing to really feel that anxious about. I guess the fact that he wants me to meet all of his friends is a step in the right direction. I know I just have to be careful, I don't want anyone outing me that I'm taking UNI classes secretly. I just hope that I hear about my acceptance soon, as I have applied for reals for next semester as I'll have been living here for a year. I can't believe it, a whole year in one place. That is a big milestone for me since I've been relocated so many times in these past years.
I end the hot stream of water and towel off. I take a good look at myself in the foggy mirror. My figure is definitely not perfect. I grip my hip dips to see how I'd look without them. I notice the stretch marks that appear on my bum and sigh. I have to remind myself that everyone has little flaws and I'm not any more special. I toss on my robe an exist my bathroom to see Helena sitting crisscross at my mirror, applying mascara to her already long lashes. She has already changed into a cute outfit for tonight, an off nude bodysuit with a low back and a pair of high waisted dark wash jeans. She looks super cute, knowing she's trying to get the attention of Liam tonight.
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all the love // H.S au (university series)
Fanficpart I of the University Series "When a writer falls in love with you, you become immortal. When a writer falls in love with you, you become the unwitting inspiration of a whole mess of spilled ink. You become all nine muses to a lone typewriter. Y...