Ever Since New York

Chapter 5: The Morning After

When I woke up it was around 9:30 am. My mind was still racing from kissing Harry because I had no idea what it meant and I was too stunned in the moment to talk about it with him. He is my best friend, the one I tell everything to. I can't imagine ruining everything over a stupid crush. My friend, Kayla, from Uni that came with me was still sleeping, but we did talk about what happened last night.

~Last Night~

I couldn't believe I had just slammed the door in Harry's face. It was after I had slide down to the ground that Kayla came over to see what had happened.

"Macey, why did ya slam the door? Don't ya know how late et is?" When Kayla gets irritated, her Scottish accent gets a lot thicker. "Sorry Kayla," I said getting up. I walked past her and threw myself onto my bed.

"What happened Macey?" she said calmly as she lied down next to me. I threw my head up, "I KISSED HARRY STYLES!" "Holy balls. The Harry Styles? Are ya outta ya mind Macey? What were ya thinkin' hun?" "I wasn't! That's the problem! All these feelings just came rushing back and I just did it," I said throwing my face back into my sheets so that my frustrated screaming was muffled.

After that we stayed up and talked about what I should do, but we kept arguing on which one of our ideas was better. Eventually we became tired of yelling at each other and passed out.

~Back to the morning~

I looked at my phone to see if Harry had texted me or anything, but there was nothing. I wonder if he was feeling the same way I am or if he could care less. It made me a little sad to think that he didn't seem to care.

While I was waiting for Kayla to wake up, I connected my phone to the smart TV in the room so I could watch YouTube. It was weird how I found myself moving from video game play throughs to One Direction music videos and interviews. I was allowing this whole Harry incident get to me. I still was wondering why he hadn't texted or anything, but then my phone buzzed, notifying me that Niall had posted something on Instagram. It read, "Massive thank you to the owners of The Garden for allowing us to rehearse our NYE performance today!" In the picture, the guys were all doing funny poses. Niall was attempting to do the slips, while Liam was pretending to help him get back up and Louis was dragging Harry across the floor. All of them looked so happy, even Harry, which made me happy and made me feel like a complete idiot for worrying about him not answering me.

After seeing the post, I decided to wake Kayla up so we could get ready and explore New York before the ball drop tomorrow and so my mind was clear of all things Harry.

It was a little chilly outside, but I was sporting a warm crew neck with a floral pattern, black skinny jeans, and my favorite pair of black Chelsea boots. Kayla was wearing a grey sweater, black leggings, and high top converse. We have the same fashion taste which is mostly the reason we got along so well and you know our personalities meshed pretty well.

I was really amazed by the beauty of Times Square. This was my first time in New York and I have to say I was pretty impressed. Kayla and I grabbed a cup of coffee from a little kiosk in Time Square. I was enjoying how good the blend was until Kayla guided me to sit with her on a bench, "So are we going to talk about this whole kissing Harry thing some more? Because as much you seem to be enjoying New York, I see you looking at your phone every two seconds. Waiting for him to text you?"

I gave her a glare, "No. Of course not. Why would I be waiting for him to text me? He's pretty lame actually. Like there was a ti-" I jumped as my phone buzzed and it was Harry.

~Texts from Harry~

H: Hey Macey. I've been missing you like crazy today. Maybe we could meet later on tonight to talk and chill.

M: Sounds good! Can Kayla come?

*I mentally face palmed after that because obviously I wanted to be alone with Harry*

H: Sure of course! She can hang out with the boys while you and I talk privately...

*Oh shit*

-To Be Continued-