CH. 5

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I tripped on my way into the apartment, my feet were burning from the heels. The lights were on and I could see Sarah in her pj's on the couch.

"Finally!" She yells at me.

"How was your date?" I smile back at her. I walked towards her, sitting myself next to her on the couch.

"He kissed me."

"He kissed you!"

"He kissed me!" She stifled her smile and laugh in one of the throw pillows on the couch. All I could say was: I knew it. I was happy for her. So happy for her. Sarah is an amazing person and to see that someone makes her this happy assures me that he deserves her. She's always been a positive person but being gone when our parents passed must've affected her. She looked devastated at our dad's funeral and it was partially why I needed her to leave. I couldn't see her so upset, so broken. Now, I've never seen her happier. Mitch plays a role in having her this happy and I'm so grateful to him for that.

"Sooo, you guys are..?" I ask with a huge grin on my face.

"Dating." She lifts her head back up and puts her hands on her very red cheeks. "You should've seen him, Kiwi. He was smiling almost the whole time. It was so cute."

I give her a hug. "I'm so happy for you."

"What about you? How was your evening with Harry Styles?" She asks me as we pull away. "You guys completely disappeared."

I snorted. "But I know you weren't missing us. It was fine. Good, even. We went to dinner then halfway through he took me to Kings Cross. To see Platform 9 3/4. He was nice."

She had an amused smile during my very dry description of the evening. "He's a good guy." She nods.

"My stomach feels funny, though. You have anything? Pepto Bismol-" I ask, starting to get up. The funny feeling was still there. It was uncomfortable as fuck. The more I talked and thought about my night, the worse it got. Sarah only sat there looking at me confused. "Nevermind, I'll just go to sleep." Sleep sounds good. Clearing my mind sounds like the answer.

I was up and started towards my room. As I laid on my bed, about to go to sleep, I do a last-minute check on my phone. Jenny texted back, or Ella did from Jenny's phone.

Jenny: You're so lucky!! And look so pretty auntie Sophie!! We miss you - Ella

Me: Thank you, Ellie. I miss you all more

I was just about to turn off my phone when I saw a random message sent from my phone to a random number. The hell? The message shows I sent an H. Was it Harry? He was the only one who had my phone.

Me: Harry?

It was no longer than 2 seconds when the number replied back.

(XXX) XXX-XXXX: You noticed.

If he wanted my number he should've just asked. I would've thought nothing of it, I'm working for him, he needs my number for work reasons. And besides, we're now the fine line in between acquaintances and friends.

Me: You could have just asked for my number, Styles.

Harry: Not nearly as cool, Jones.

Me: This is your idea of cool?

Harry: When it comes from me, yes, it's cool. I think I'm quite cool.

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