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monday, february 12th
7:33pm

Harry: Here

I grab my wallet and phone, slip on some sneakers and rush out of my apartment building. I see Harry's range rover, the windows are tinted black for obvious reasons so I've learned to check the license plate to make sure it's him.

I open the passenger side door to reveal a smiling harry.

"Hi."

"You're so bipolar." I laugh, climbing into the seat and closing.

"What? No I'm not."

"You were bitching to me this morning about how we didn't get ice cream and now you're like, 6 year old boy kind of happy."

"Well, yeah. Cause I'm getting ice cream." He keeps his smile. "Plus I had a good day."

"Elaborate."

"I slept until 11, that was nice." He starts to drive, and I watch his hands as they move around the steering wheel. I've always loved watching him drive, he's so relaxed and I hate driving so it's nice not to be the one doing it. "And my mum said her and Gem are coming her in four weeks. I'm excited for that."

"Aw, for what reason?"

"Me." He grins. "They just wanna visit. I miss them."

"That's exciting. I miss them too." I didn't know Harry as a child of course since I grew up here in LA, but I've gone to Holmes Chapel twice and Anne and Gemma have come to LA a handful off times so I know them pretty well.

"Gem was saying how she wants you to take her shopping wherever you got that dress you wore to my birthday. She loved it."

"Oh she can have it." I smile. "I'll probably never wear it again, but I love it."

"How much was it?"

"Two hundred?"

"Jeez, to wear once? You're better than that." Harry rolls his eyes. Says the one that wore a different gucci suit almost daily for months.

"I had gift cards! You said Gemma wants it, I'll just give her mine."

"She can buy her own." He says.

"I'll give her mine." I laugh, ignoring his little argument.

"She won't look as good as you did. There's no point." He chuckles, sounding exactly how my brother would.

"Oh yeah cause I just looked soo amazing." I roll my eyes. "I looked in the mirror the next morning and I looked like a crack addict. Mascara everywhere like literally on my chin and glitter that still hasn't gone away. Didn't even wear glitter eyeshadow or anything."

"You pull it off." He smiles, and I smile back, staring out the window.

"How was that for you? I never even asked."

"It was good. I didn't get home until three-ish, but it was a lot of fun. Good to see everyone."

"Did you bring any girls home?" I ask, wiggling my brows a little. He gives me a strange look and then looks back at the road.

"Of course not. I had to wait for everyone to leave, thank them for coming."

"Oh my god, are you serious? You waited until every single person left?" I laugh.

"I was just being a good host, Halle. Unlike someone who ditched their own party to go hookup with some guy." He jokes, smiling.

"Okay, first of all, that party was a surprise. I didn't plan it. And second, Cole and I had just started dating you can't blame me for wanting to see him." I roll my eyes.