July 2015
My phone digs for the fourth time in a row, within the past ten minutes, and my friends are about to throw a fit. I know it's girls night, but I can resist myself when he texts.
"Seriously who are you texting?" Glenne annoyingly tries to take my phone out of my hand to see who keeps sending me new texts. I snatch it back and set my phone back on the table before looking up at her and Adelaide who eye me weirdly.
"It's a guy isn't it," Adelaide chimes in. I take a big gulp of my margarita while I try not to let the blush form on my cheeks.
"No," I lie.
"Oh my god! It totally is," Glenne screeches. I roll my eyes and pretend not to hear her.
Ever since she has gotten together with Jeff, she has been encouraging me to find a man myself and I haven't, well not really, he is more like a friend, actually one of my best friends. We have gotten to know each other quite well over the past two months.
It all started when I got a mysterious text from an unknown number. I quickly realized it was the person who had just insulted my taste in ice cream just a few hours before.
Unknown Number: i had a fun time tonight... still wish you'd let me pay
Unknown Number: this is harry btw
Margot: harry who?
Unknown Number: ummm is this Margot?
Margot: yes, you fool
Margot: I was just playing
Harry: phew
Harry: you had me for a second there
Margot: have to keep you on your toes
And that is what started the non stop texts and facetime calls at the most random times in the day. It was just so easy with him. Almost too easy and soon enough he was the person I wanted to text about what I had eaten for breakfast or the little things about my day.
It started at fun and flirty conversations, but as we gradually got to know each other better we both started opening up.
I got to hear all about tour and the cool places he's traveled and about what special things the fans have done at each show. We also talked about deeper things like how he was feeling about the hiatus and how the dynamic of the band had shifted since Zayn's departure.
"What if I want to go solo," he mumbled almost too quietly for me to hear, "would people think I'm betraying the band? What if I'm absolutely awful at being a solo artist?"
"You out of all people would not be awful and I don't think your fans would be upset. They'd be anything but upset," I comforted.
I told him about my internal conflicts at work, about how I love my job but don't know if it's my calling. Not even Glenne knows about these doubts I have because I've never vocalized them before. I was on the track to be a lawyer for as long as I can remember and now that I'm here I don't know if it's fulfilling enough. I convince myself and others that it's perfect for me and that I love it, but do I actually?
"It's alright to not know. It's ok to change careers if you realize it's not what you want. It's also ok if you find that being a lawyer is truly what you want," he had told me.
Adelaide shouting my name brings me out of my daze.
"I need a refill," I declare standing up before they both force me to tell them, "and by the way he's just a friend."
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Lovely
Fanfic"We seem to know far too much about how love starts, and recklessly little about how it might continue." -Alain de Bottom In which a girl falls in love with the world and a boy with the most beautiful smile and she finally feels complete.
