i woke up in a pretty good mood actually.
i slept really well, having the bed to myself for awhile is kinda good.
i got up putting on pajama pants and a tank top.i walked down stairs. sitting at the table, i started watching the tv from this view.
"suns out" my dad said and looked at him "i have eyes" i smiled getting up grabbing the cereal from the cabinet.
"you didn't even let me finish my sentence"
i grabbed a bowl. pouring cereal in the bowl then milk then stuff my mouth. "go ahead"
"the suns out. your mom and i got tickets to hawaii like awhile ago for this day. and wondered if you wanted to go. you know to get away from this stuff for a bit it's only for 6 days" he drank his coffee and i continued to eat.
"yeah i wanna go" do i? i mean yeah hawaii sounds fun, but i just don't know.
"alright sounds good. go get ready. the flight leaves at like 6 it's 2" i nodded pouring the milk in the drain.
i walked up to my room grabbing clothes. i sat them all out on my bed. because i couldn't find my suitcase. i literally looked everywhere for it but i couldn't find it.
"dad, where's my suitcase?" i asked waking down the rest of the stairs. he was wiping down counters "the hall closet" i nodded
walking to the closet. then into my parents room where my mom was curling her hair."copycat" i smiled walking back out. running up the stairs. i sat on my bed sighing. now i have to fold them all the suitcase.
after i packed adding hella pads .
i put on some sweats and a big sweater. noticing it was harrys. so i took it off. putting on my white nike sweater.and some slides. putting my hair in a messy bun. i grabbed my phone and went downstairs. "hurry haylen we gotta get going. packing took longer then we thought it would" we walked out to the car.
"call shotgun" i yelled running to the front seat before my mom did. i started laughing then i got in the back.
i layed down buckling up.
we've been driving for 30 minutes now. i've just been on facetime with the girl i met at the mall a few weeks ago.
shes actually really funny. and pretty.we pulled up to the airport, passing through security and all that crap. took lots of pictures with harrys fans.
and we're on the plane.i had to sit next to some random boy on the plane and he let me get the window seat. which made me happy as fuck and accidentally told him i loved him.
we've been talking for awhile. we added each other on social media.i also found out his name was Oliver and he's was 17 and he's single.
"you famous?" i smiled and shook my head. he chuckled looking down at his phone which cause me too and my eyes widen as he was on my insta.
"that's not me" i mumbled looking down at my lap then back up at him and we started laughing. but i started laughing loudly then covered my mouth forgetting we were on a plane.
"sorry" i muttered smiling.
he chuckled "your fine""those are harrys followers by the way"
"styles?" i nodded.
"what. how""because his fricken fans decided to follow once they found out we were dating" i mumble pulling the window cover up, it was getting darker and darker as we moved through the sky.
"ahhhhh. gotcha" i nodded. "how do i know your not lying?" he smirked and i showed him picture of harry and i kissing. i put my headphones on.
"so your just gonna put your headphones on and ignore me" he teased and i smiled.
"yes... no. well i didn't know you wanted to talk still" i took my headphones from my phone putting them in my pocket.
he laughed. his smile was so nice .he was so nice. i noticed that his mouth would open and close at times (ik)
i ended up falling asleep after a few 30 minutes of texting each other and laughing and eating and stuff, he also said that we should hangout later. on his moms boat."haylen" i heard i opened my eyes. i lean up as my hair fell on my shoulders.
"we landed" i rolled my eyes."i'm not stupid" i mumbled standing up stretching. then grabbing my bags pushing past him to get off the plane.
"you okay?"
"it's that month for her she has mood swings and like mental breaks downs. don't worry about it she's gonna be good in a few minutes" my mom told oliver and i rolled my eyes.
"yeah right" i muttered to myself.
after the whole security thing. we rented a little house here. it was so beautiful and big. it was dark out it was lights everywhere like i almost died.i also cried for the biggest room and didn't stop till i had it. and i have it.
i sat out in the porch of the room. scrolling through instagram. i came across a video of harry.he was preforming. in black hair and his fucking hair was cut.
like actually cut, i screamed. "ahh ahh mom" i screamed running through the house to the living room where she was and i plopped down next to her."what haylen"
"h-harry cut his hair" i breathe out handing her the phone.
"he looks nice what are you screaming about"
my shoulders fell."i don't know" i said quietly then started laughing. "it's so... cute on him . but...nevermind" she handed my phone back and i leaned back, watching the video over and over.
"wait is he on stage?" she looked at the video again.
i nodded. "see that's where he was when he didn't answer. he probably on tour, just give him time" i nodded.
tour? how come he didn't tell me?"should i call him?" she shook her head no.
"haylen. don't be clingy. if he really wants to talk to you he'd call. don't call him goofy" she rolled her eyes.
i nodded looking at the water from this distance. "i'm going to bed" i mumble getting up walking to the room and laying down.
the cool wind and the sheets felt really nice i sat there listening to the water splash.
i can't believe he actually cut his hair. it's all over twitter and everywhere like it's a big deal it's not it's just really shocking.