15 (Harry Styles)

Chapter 6 Part 1

After lunch, they dropped me off at the hotel. I sat on my bed watching TV and playing Flappy Bird on my phone when a notification popped up right in the middle of my game. It was a text from an unknown number. I exited my game clicking on my texts.

      Unknown: I hope you weren't late to meet your mum

My heart stopped... It's Harry.

      Me: No. Right on time actually.

      Harry: Good

      Harry: I was wondering if you wanted to go to lunch tomorrow?

      Me: Sure. What time?

      Harry: How's noon?

Noon....noon should be good I remember my mom saying that they were having meetings all day tomorrow so that should work.

     Me: Noons good

     Harry: Ok, there's a restaurant in front of where we met, I'll meet you there.

     Me: Okay

     Harry: Great.

My heart was beating out of my chest. I kept telling myself this is really happening but it seems like a dream. I'm just waiting for my alarm clock to go off or for somebody to pinch me.

Next Day...

My mom woke me up around eight o'clock when she left. I set my alarm on my phone for 10:30 so I could get a shower and decide what to where. I fell back asleep. I woke up blinking my eyes a couple times, I sat up looking out the window to a bright sunny sky. I picked up my phone glancing at the alarm clock that was on the night table. It was showing 11 o'clock. My heart stopped I tapped the home button on my phone...11:05. I shot up out of that bed like a rocket. I ran to the shower, I got out....11:19. I looked threw my clothes. My style was mainly t-shirts, skinny jeans or shorts, and sneakers. I quickly picked out jean shorts, red & black plaid lightweight shirt opened with a black tank top with my necklace with my grandmother's ring on it and my adidas samba shoes. I looked at my phone for the time it was 11:30. I hate blow drying my hair but it looks awful wet so with my last ten minutes I blow dried my hair...11:45. I brushed my teeth already so I grabbed my phone and key card and ran out the hotel down to the restaurant, where we met. When I got to the block, I walked the rest of the way. I made it... 11:55. I took a deep breath then opened the door, walking in. I held the door for the guy that was leaving then I turned and saw him. I kept repeating over and over in my head 'treat him like a regular human being'. I'll try my hardest not to freak out or fangirl. I took another deep breath walking over to the table.

"Hi" He smiled.

"Hey, how are you?" I asked.

"Good, thanks and you?" He stood up. He was a few inches taller than me.

"Good." He pulled my chair out then sat back down on his. I sat across from him.

"So, where in Pennsylvania are you from?"

"Pittsburgh"

"What brings you to L.A.?"

"My mom had to go on a business trip so I came along. I wanted to see what L.A.'s like."

"Planning to live here?"

"Maybe"

"What do you think of it so far?"

"Well, I've only seen up and down the street but it's much hotter here then back home."

"I'll have to show you around. There's a lot to see here."

"So, your a tour guide on the side?"

"Only for you"

"You're to nice" Our waitress came over giving us menus. We ordered our drinks.

"So, I'm guessing your a fan"

"Kind of" 100% Directioner  

"You ever been to a show?"

"No" The tickets were a bit pricy for the Pittsburgh show during the Take Me Home tour so thats why I haven't been to a show but I hope to go to one.

"That will have to change...so, you know about me. What about you?" The waitress came back with our drinks. We needed a few minutes to order. We finally decided now were just waiting to order.

"What do you want to know?" I asked.

"How old are you?" We were interrupted by the waitress coming back. We just got hamburgers.

"So, back to my question. How old are you?" I'm not going to lie because it will just come back and bite me in the butt.

"I'm 15"