Only Time Will Tell

3 - Take It Day By Day

- - - Harry's POV - - -

"HONEY I'M HOME!" I yelled happily as I marched in my front door of my flat. I've been out all day long window shopping. Because I'm a winner. I wonder what new pictures of me will be on twitter tonight. 

I walked straight into the living room and plopped down on the long black couch, taking the remote flipping through channels until I reached the best show on Earth, Family Guy. I stretched my body out on the couch, taking up all of the space. 

"Hazza man! Okay, move your feet or I will crush them." My best mate, Louis, came strutting over.

"Nope." I said. I'm not moving my feet, I'm damn comfortable. 

"Suit yourself." Louis shrugged while jumping and applying all of his weight, onto my precious toes. 

I let out a yelp and he just laughed in response.

"Your ass is to big." I groaned while wiggling my feet out from under him.

"It's my best quality. So what did the curls do today?" He tugged on one of my curls.

"Nothing, well no. Actually I met this girl today." I pointed out, ready to start a mini gossip session with Lou.

He raised his eyebrows at me, "Let me guess how this went, OMG HARRY STYLES YOU'RE SO HOT LET ME TAKE A PICTURE THEN SMACK YOUR BUM." He mimicked a girls tone.

I laughed at his idiotic self before shaking my head, "No. Not at all how it went."

"So she trampled you." He sounded sure of himself.

"NO Lou! She actually had no clue who I was. None." I paused to look at Louis, he did this little hand gesture signaling me to continue. I don't know if he was genuily interested or just trying to speed things up a bit so he could watch 'his program.'

"I bought her a coffee, we talked for a bit, then I asked her to hangout, but she totally rejected me right away. Which intrigued me--"

"Intrigued you?" Louis grinned, making fun of my colorful vocabulary.

"Yes. Intrigued," I glared at him, "Anyway, I ended up just getting her number."

He began to applaued me, "GREAT STORY, GREAT STORY. But sounds to me like you got a bit of a crush on this mystery girl." 

"No, not a crush. It just was strange to me how she reacted to everything." I shrugged. Usually everyone I meet, whether they know me or not, they go gaga over me. I never fully understood it but it was the behavior I'm used too..Kennedy however was not like that at all. Was I not appealing to her or something? I thought I looked pretty sharp today.

"Was she hot?" Louis wiggled his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes.

"Actually, she was. It was like a weird kind of hot, but hot. She looked kinda sad though..it was like when she smiled, it was more forced than anything." I pictured her smiling across the table at me..it didn't feel right. I wanted to ask her what was wrong, but I figured me being a stranger to her and all, that it wasn't a good idea.

"You should text her, be like 'COME OVER WOMAN.'" Louis snapped. 

I chuckled a bit, "Demanding. But I think I will. But not tonight. That would be weird, I just met her today."

"True, don't scare her. Although, I don't see how your charming self could do that." Louis poked my cheek.

"Aw, boobear." I laughed. We both turned back to the telly, resuming our nightly routine of watching TV until we crashed.

I figure tomorrow I'll shoot her a quick text..we can do a movie night and I'll introduce her to the lads. She did say she doesn't know anyone around here, so might as well get her accquinted with 4 of the best people I know. Maybe then Louis will understand when I say she's intriguing. I pictured her face and a smile crept on my own. But then I remembered her smile, how sad it was. It really bothered me and I don't know why. I don't even know how I noticed. But I will find out why, sooner or later.