If You Would [h.s.] HOLD

Eight

OKAY I know this is just a tumblr girl and not a celebrity or anything but this is really how I imagine Evie to look. Especially in this scene. I know I don't normally see characters how the writers say they should look so it's cool if you don't.

Is this how you imagined Evie? If not, how did you?

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"Okay. So you're saying that Harry Styles, after only knowing you for a week and a half, showed up at your door two hours after you were supposed to have a date, ranted his heart out to you, and you gave him another chance? For like love or something?" Mak sums up my hour long story.

"Uhm... kinda? It's so complicated" I put my head in my hands and shake my head.

"You know Evie, a part of me is so so happy for you that you got this opportunity and stuff with a super star. But the other part of me really wants to strangle you, steal your face, and replace you." She giggles and takes a sip of her coffee. I laugh along with her and look out the small window of this coffee shop. 

"I don't know, this may not even turn into anything." I look back down at my coffee before shifting my gaze up to meet Maks.

"When do they leave the state? They're on tour aren't they?" She asks the question that I haven't thought about. I feel my face fall and I take a nervous sip of my coffee.

"You haven't talked about that with him yet? Evie!" She reaches over the small table and lightly smacks my arm.

"Okay! Sorry for not asking when he leaves while he was pouring his heart out to me last night. What was I supposed to say? 'Oh nice story, now when are you getting out of here?' Sounds like a dick move to me." I exhale a sigh.

"Well when you put it like that... you might be right." She shrugs and takes another sip of her coffee.

"Maybe I should ask him. I'll text him right now." I pull my phone out of my pocket and look for his contact.

"You have his number??" She almost jumps out of her seat. I roll my eyes a little bit.

"Uhm. Yeah? This entire situation didn't lead you to the conclusion that I had his number?" I laugh lightly at her response. I find his contact in my phone and begin a message. I'm not quite sure how it start to though.

Me: Hey... this maybe isn't a conversation we should be having over text but I was just wondering when you were leaving for your next show since you're on tour?

I send the text and nervously sip on my coffee as I wait for his response. To pass up the time I decide to dig into Maks personal life. I feel like her and me haven't really talked about anything other than me and Harry recently.

"How are you and Hunter? Is he still treating you good after a year and a half?" At the mention of Hunter, Maks face lights up.

"Oh my god yes. He says he has a surprise date for me this weekend which I'm totally excited for. I'm kinda nervous too. What if it's something stupid like a trampoline park?" She sticks out her tongue in disgust.

"I'm pretty sure we all know about your disgust for the trampoline park. I doubt it'll be something dumb. Hunter is good with surprises like that." I give her a reassuring nod and my phone goes off.

Harry: We normally only stay for two weeks but Louis has family here in Alabama so we're staying for a full month.

The text gave me what I asked for but I wish he said something else, reassuring me that this isn't a hit and run or something.

"Is that Harry? What did he say?" Mak asks and leans closer, trying to look at my screen. I nod and put my phone down but as soon as my hand leaves the phone it goes off again. Me and Mak look at each other with raised eyebrows. A double text huh?

Harry: Don't worry, we have some time x

At this text, my lips curl into a subtle smile.

"Oh bitch what did he say. You're blushing a bit!" She nearly yells. I shush her and hand her my phone so she can look at the texts.

"Girl he is pussy whipped and you've never even had sex!" She yells again.

"Oh my god Mak shut up!" I look around, slightly embarrassed. I notice people looking around at us and Mak notices too.

"Er. Sorry." She blushes but giggles too. Her laugh is so contagious that I start laughing as well.

We both take sips of our drinks and keep making awkward eye contact with each other which just makes both of us burst into random fits of laughter. These are the times I love the most. People were getting annoyed but I didn't care. The sounds of our laughter filled the small cafe and we couldn't give one care in the world.

And then he walked in.

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Okay it's a little bit of a filler while I figure out how I want to go through with these next few chapters.

Who do you think walked in?? Hint: it's NOT Harry ;)