I wake up just before my alarm. It's 8:29am. Is Harry up already?
Why am I thinking about him so much? Does he think about me too? I can't wait to see him tonight. What if he's like this with every girl he meets? He just leads them on and then break their hearts? With how many girls has he been with? I really dont want to be just another face in the magazines next to Harry Styles.
He probably doesnt even want a serious relationship and here I am, thinking about a relationship.
I can't shake the feeling that I'm just another girl to him.
I need to get ready for today. I'm so glad that it's summer vacation. But I've only got two weeks left of it. Today is Saturday. I need to get some things from the store. Like clothes and a new alarm. The ringtone on it has been nearly audible and I struggle to hear it in the morning.
I grab my bag and head to the shower. My hair is a total mess. There's sacks under my eyes from the lack of sleep I had last night.
A shower will do me good.
I turn on the water and flinch from the coldness making contact with my skin. Once the water has heated I step inside. The warm water feels amazing against my cold skin and I instantly relax under the shower head.
I find myself humming along to Best Song Ever. Yesterday was really amazing. Even though we had to hurry out of the restaurant so quickly. I still wonder why? Maybe I should ask him again today. Well, tonight.
I rinse my hair off and climb out of the shower. The breeze of the air feels comforting as I cover myself in a towel. I'll be in the mall today so I'm going to wear comfortable clothes.
I end up in a sweatshirt, skinny jeans and toms. After I blow-dry my hair I straighten it. Only a dash of make-up will do.
I hurry downstairs where my mom is sitting at the dining table.
"Morning." She smiles before taking another sip of her black coffee.
"Morning." I say taking the last step of the stairs.
"Where are you heading?" I hear her say as I walk towards the kitchen. There's barely food in the cabinets. I'll just get something to eat then.
"I'm going to get a few things. Can I get you something?"
"No, I'm fine. Have fun." My mother says throwing her keys to me. I don't have my own car just yet. I'm working for the money with a part-time job as a waitress. I get a week off every summer and I usually work every second weekend. My mom offered to lend me the money but I refuse. I want to buy my own car with my own money.
"Thanks." I walk towards the door and wave at my mom before I head off.
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Two hours. I've been here for two hours and I've got nothing I've searched for. For some reason 'old fashion' is in right now in every single store.
As I walk past a Indian restaurant I spot them again.
Louis and Bianca.
I quickly rush into the nearest clothing store I see to avoid an awkward encounter.
Why is she keeping this from me?
I bump into someone while rushing into the store.
"I'm sorry." I mumble helping the person from the ground.
"Long time no see!" I hear that familiar accent again and recognize its Niall. He's wearing a black hat and sunglasses. His type of "disguise" I'm sure.
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Trust Me
Fanfiction"Harry, you hold the key to my heart.. please don't lose it." I say looking into his deep green eyes. "I won't baby. Trust me."