Night Changes

Chapter 3

I woke up by the annoying sound of my alarm clock. At first I didn't want to wake up because it was way too early, but then I remembered I was gonna meet Harry today at the coffee shop across the supermarket and I got super excited.

I jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom. I put my hair in a bun so it would stay out of my face while washing my face and doing my make-up. Then I walked back into my room to get dressed. I looked at the outfit I put together last night and, as always, didn't find it good enough so I went through my closet to find a better one.

After about twenty more minutes I was ready to head out the door to school.

***

School seemed to take for ages! All day I couldn't think of anything beside Harry. Now that I was on my way to the coffee shop. Still,  I couldn't stop thinking about those beautiful eyes.

I was eleven minutes early when I arrived. I quickly checked myself in the window before I walked in.

Harry didn't seem to be there yet so decided to sit at table and just wait.

Five more minutes.

I was getting really nervous now. What am I going to say when he walks in? Hi or hey? Should I shake his hand, or is that a stupid thing? Shit, this is complicated.

Two minutes.

Still no sign of Harry. What if he doesn't show up? Maybe he doesn't care and just forgets? Uhgh, why am I freaking out it's not even half past three yet.

***

Ten minutes later Harry still wasn't there yet. He could be stuck in traffic or he doesn't care. Probably the last one...

I looked up as I heard the door opening. I saw brown, curly locks of hair. I was again astonished by his beauty. He was so flawless the way his hair fell over his face. The way his beautiful green eyes looked. The way he smiles when he looked up and sees me. So perfect.

"Hi" he says.

"Hey" I smile back.

"Sorry I'm late" he says as he takes a seat on the opposite side of the table.

"It's alright" I respond.

"How was your day?"

A waitress had now arrived at our table and we both ordered a coffee.

"School, you know, not very exciting" I say.

He chuckles.

"How bout your day?" I ask awkwardly.

"Bussy, just doing the same as always"he says.

"What do you do for a living?" I ask, curious now.

"I'm in a band, we sing and stuff, do some shows. It's quite fun actually"

"You're in a band?!" I say excited now.

"It's nothing big"

"No, no, tell me more about your band, I wanna know"

"Well, it's called One Direction. We were put together on the X-Factor, now we're currently on our first headline tour..."

"Wait wait wait, One Direction? Isn't that like the most famous boyband in the world ? Wow how didn't I recognise you?!"

I heard a lot about One Direction, I just never really liked them. I knew a lot of girls in my school are crazy about them, so I checked them out, but didn't like their music. But they're so famous, how didn't I recognise him?!

"We're not that famous" he says as I see him blushing.

"Don't be unpretentious! I'm sorry I didn't recognise you though"

"No no! It's nice there's some people that don't know me and don't act like I'm super special, that's also why I'm late by the way, I walked into some fans..."

I smile at him. He was really sweet.

"You have a beautiful smile" he says.

I blush.

"Thank you" I say shyly.

"And you seem really nice, I would love to get to know you better"

"Me too" I say.

By now our coffee has arrived. I take a sip of mine, but it's way too hot. I try to swallow it normally, but it's so hot!

I hear Harry chuckle.

"It's hot.." I say embarrassed.

"Haha" he laughs.

God, his laugh is adorable.

We talk some more as we drink our coffee. I got the feeling this drinking-coffee-thing really helped to get to know each other. I found out Harry happens to be such a gentleman. He also has a lack on humor, like his humor is so lame! But it's cute though..

"I wish I didn't had to, but I need to go now, rehearsals, you know? I'm sorry, can we meet again?"

"It's okay, yeah sure! I would love to!"

"Just text me" he says as he writes his number on a piece of paper and hands it to me.

"I'll text you" I smile.

"Good, because I wanna see that smile again."

Then we both say our goodbyes for now as we hug. I notice how he squeezes tightly just before he let's go.

As we're walking out, a bunch of screaming girls rush our way over to us.

"Harry! Harry!"

"Who's that girl?"

"Is that your girlfriend?"

"Harry, will you marry me?!"

Wooooww. Are these all his fans?

So. Many. Screaming. Girls.

Now I get why Harry said he found it nice to talk to someone who wasn't all fangirling. These girls are crazy!

"Hey beautifuls!" I hear Harry say to his fans.

He takes a few pictures with some random girls. And talks to some, signing some shirts etc.

Suddenly I feel an arm wrapped around my shoulder. I looked over to Harry and I see him glance down on me. He pulls me in tighter, as if he doesn't want the fans to hurt me, as we walk through the crowed of girls. Some girls ask me my name and my twitter and before I even answered, Harry already told them off.

I looked up to see a black van. A guy, whom I think is a security guy, opens the door for us. Harry tells me to get in first. I get in the car followed by Harry. He quickly waves to the fans before the security guy closed the door and barely seconds later we're already driving.

"Wow, what just happened?" I ask flabbergasted.

"Welcome to my life" Harry winks at me.

"Wow that's... Crazy!" I say.

"Yeah, I'm still not used to it.. Where do you live, I'll bring you home."

"I live just a few blocks away."

"Instruct the driver, be the navigator" he says grinning.

And I do so. Once we've arrived at my house Harry told me to get out quickly, before any fans were coming out again.

"Don't forget to text me!" he says as I get out the door.

"I won't!"

Harry's POV

I wave to her, even though she probably won't see it, because she's already walking to her front door. Today was fun. I really enjoyed talking to Skylar. Not only is she the prettiest girl I've ever seen, she's also very funny and cute and smart and I could go on and on. Just this little hour at the coffee shop made me already like her more than anything in the world. The way she plays with her hair when she doesn't know what to say, or when she blushes when I compliment her. All these little things that make me like her even more.