Anxiety | Harry Styles

Chapter 8: "wearing MY flannel shirt"

I get back to my apartment and eagerly kick off my toms running to my room and jumping on my bed and dialing Harry’s number.

*ring* *ring*

“hello?” says that deep voice that makes me melt.

“how are you?” i ask

“i’m great. You okay?”

“Im great. So where are you right now?”

“I’m not sure. We flew to our tour buses and now we’re just on the road.”

“what an exciting life”

“exciting but tiring”

“I have a question have you happened to come across my flannel shirt? I left it in your hotel room. ahah”

“yes! but don’t worry it’s safe with me” I giggle at the thought of Harry having my shirt. Although saying I left my shirt in his hotel room sounded like something went down.

For the next 3 hours Harry and I talked on the phone about anything and everything. It was a really good way to get to know the little things about each other. We talked about music, and movies or as he says films. I really loved talking to this boy.He always seemed pretty quiet, funny but never really talked alot or was massively outspoken, so it was kind of weird hearing him talk for so long and having such a long conversation with him. Harry says he wants to get some sleep because he’s had a busy day. So we say our goodbyes and say we’ll talk later.

Harry POV

I’d just hung up from Hunter and I really don’t know what to think. With my career I have to be really careful, and sometimes I think into things too much. I don’t know if I should keep talking to Hunter or move on. I’m on one of the biggest tours of my life this far, so i’m not so sure if I want a girl distracting me. What am I saying, there's no written rule that I can't have friends. Maybe this is good for me, of course I have friends, but they're all people that "make sense", like they're in the industry or they know someone or this or that. But I don't have many friends that I've met organically on my own. The thought of making my own new friends excited me.

I was so exhausted from all the travelling that I decide it's probably a good idea to go to bed like I told Hunter. 

Hunter POV 

I got off the phone with Harry a few hours ago and have done nothing really since. I'd be on the phone with Harry for so many hours, then lost track of time even more I didn't even realize it was pay past dinner time. I was feeling pretty lazy so I figure McDonald's was a pretty good idea. 

I get back to my apartment and eat my food when I get a text" 

From harry "You okay? x" 

To Harry" good. how was your sleep?" 

From Harry "just want I needed. im about go to on stage!" 

to harry "good luck and have fun!" 

Do you know when you over think things in your life and have a mini existential crisis like when you realize how small and insignificant you are? I just had one of those moments texting Harry. He's in a place where there is an arena filled with thousands and thousands of girls and here I am just texting him. Not to be fan girly but It was just a weird though, many girls would die for his phone number and to text him and here I am nonchalantly doing that. I just wish they knew what he was really like. This is my second time thinking about it, but these girls only see such a small part of their personalities, when really they're so much more than they let on. It's unfortunate that they can't witness what I have. I just want to be able to scream it on a roof top and share the love I supposed. I don't even know where these thoughts come from.