daydreamer.

Four.

I woke up to my alarm and instantly hit snooze. Harry was coming over today. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Why am I so nervous, It's not like this boy knows every little detail about your life, oh wait. He does. My stomach turned and I threw the blanket off myself. Okay, I may not be looking forward to this but I might as well try and look decent. I started with a fairly long red dress and pulled a brush through my hair quickly, and put a matching clip in. I did my makeup how I always do, bold lip, neutral eyes. I stopped running around and looked at myself in the mirror, it was probably too much but whatever. I looked at my phone and it read 1:04pm, I must've woken up later than I thought. My train of thought was interrupted when the high pitched "ding" went off on my phone, I looked down to see a text from Harry himself, my stomach flipped and I picked up my phone.
"Hey, I'll be over in like 10 minutes... or is that too soon? Idk I'll see you soon."
Oh thanks for the warning buddy. I started running around frantically picking up old pizza boxes and bras. I run into the bathroom and pick up my underwear and clothes from the previous night, I throw everything in my laundry room and practically slam myself down on the couch. Right when I hear my door buzz. I close my eyes, take yet another deep breath, and stand up. I hold the speaker button, not letting him speak because I knew who it was, and I unlock the door. I opened it with shaking hands and see him standing there, he's wearing a semi-see through long sleeve shirt with some strange pattern on it, the buttons stop at the middle of his torso and he's wearing really skinny jeans. With a pair of black boots and quite a bit of tattoos. I didn't bother with noticing all this yesterday, but now I did.
"Hey, Taylor."
I looked at him and breathed out one word.
"Hi."
He stared at me a little, maybe he was observing me like I was him, he blinked. He kept opening his mouth like he was going to say something but decided against it. Finally he did.
"You look pretty."
I looked down at myself and back up at Harry.
"Thanks. So do you, I mean - handsome. You don't look pretty. Well you do but not like me pretty like a guy pretty like you don't look like a girl."
He smiled at me and laughed gently.
"I know what you mean. Can I come in?"
Oh wow. I'm such an idiot I forgot to invite the poor guy in.
"Oh yeah! Wow I'm so stupid yes come in take a seat, or stand whichever you like I don't know."
He laughed at me. Again. He sits down on my sofa and I take a sit next to him but not super close.
"You're not stupid. So -"
I stopped him, a sudden boost of confidence came over me.
"Sorry if it's not exactly what you pictured or expected."
He turns to me and looks me dead in the eye.
"What?"
I sighed.
"Like me, sorry if it's not what you had in mind when you thought of "Delilah Watson." I'm sorry I lied by the way. I had my reasons, that may only make sense to me but-"
He cut me off my touching my shoulder to stop me.
"No, I know why you lied, Ed told me after Olivia told me about the blog. It's okay. I understand. But you're not what I expected. you're exactly what I expected. Beautiful, shy, tall, the only thing different is I did imagine you as a brunette."
I laughed, and shook my head
"Nope. Very blonde."
He smiled and nodded flashing his eyes at my hair then back down to my face.
"Yes, very. I like it though. So what about me, am I what you pictured?"
I looked at him one more time. I hadn't thought about it actually. I studied him quickly before shaking my head.
"Complete opposite actually. Tall, Yes. Not really good looking, groomed-"
He cuts me off. Again.
"Woah. I'll have you know I shower everyday. I am very groomed."
I shook my head and instantly felt my face getting hot and red.
"No no no no. I mean like you hair is really long and like it's longer than mine I think I just meant that not like you're dirty or anything."
He laughed and smiled a crooked smile and looked me up and down.
"I know what you meant. I just like messing with you."
I smiled at him and rolled my eyes.
"Thanks."