After a while Janice has left and I got a text from Harry.
H: I'm stopping by the store, you need anything?
D: no I'm fine. Just come home please.
My anxiety was through the roof all day, what had happened last night. It kills me that I can't remember. And the fact that I might have to confront him scares me even more. What was he talking about, was it just what I remember, or did my drunk self make some stupid decisions, either way his 'I had fun last night' would have made sense. I got another text from him
H: on my way. Be home soon :)
Sh*t.
I ran to the bathroom and tried to calm myself down, try to find a way to make it look like I hadn't been crying, and freaking out. I wiped my eyes and lightly massaged my face to try to lift it, I guess. I don't really know all those fancy terms but I know it helps.When I finally looked presentable I went and sat down on Harry's nicely made bed. I had to distract myself with something. Harry walked through the door and yelled "Daisy! I bought you skittles! Hope that's ok. You seem like a skittle kinda person." He yelled from downstairs. I walked down to see him standing in the kitchen, he was nicely dressed, and his hair was a little messy, but it looked like it was like that on purpose, it was cute on him.
"Thanks, I...Um how much do I owe you." I say as I pull my wallet out.
"Nothing, your good." He says with a smile on his face as he tosses me the skittles. I'm not to surprised, Harry seems like the kind of guy who wouldn't want me to pay him back.
"Thanks." I say.
"Daisy..." he says in some kind of worrisome voice.
"Yea. Sorry." I say.
"What's wrong?" He says. One thing I have noticed about him is he is very straight forward with everything he says, he doesn't seem to studder, he just spits out what he wants to say and doesn't really care what you think.
"Nothing. I'm good."
"Daisy..." he says it in a voice like he knows I can tell him.
"I'm just confused." Ok. He is really good.
"About what." He sits at the barstools in his kitchen and opens a bag of sour patch kids and starts snacking as if he is some girl in a chick flick movie about to hear someone's biggest secret.
It's really cute.
"On what happened last night. The last thing I remember is falling asleep in you car and waking up in your bed." I say.
"Well....after you fell asleep I carried you in the house and laid you in my bed. You woke up at 8:30 threw up and went back to sleep. I left about nine, and you texted me about the whole instagram thing at about....11:30 ish." He takes another candy from the bag.
"Oh....that's it?" I say. Relived.
"Ya why would it not...." he pauses mid scentence and his face goes straight, his cheeks go bright red and he looks like he just made the biggest mistake in his entire life. "I..If this is about the note...I-I didn't mean it that way I promise. I just....it just kinda....."he looks for words to say.
"No no no. It's fine I just was just confused."
"I'm so so sorry. I shouldn't have said anything. I should have just taken you home last night I'm sorry. Want me to bring you home?" He asks.
"No it's fine, and I.." I stopped. I couldn't finish what I was about to say.
"Um...ya can you just take me home please." I continue.
"Ya sure."We drive for about 10 minutes, our houses are a good distance from eachother. When he finally pulls infront of my small apartment I grab my things and open the door.
"Hey. Um I know I kinda embarrassed myself and all but I wouldn't mind going out with you again sometime. If you want to of course." He says. I smile.
"Ya that would be fun." I say. I shut the door and he drives off. I walk into my empty apartment and feel comfort of my own house again. I had only been making money for my songs for about a month now and haven't gotten around to a house yet. Just my tiney little apartment, and my gecko. It wasn't much. But it was home.
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Hi! Quick side note.
I know this is very similar to that one Harry fanfic "Cherry" but I promise I started writing this before I read it. I know you guys probably won't believe me but I did.
I hope you like the story so far.
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Kiwi // H.S.
FanfictionWhat is "falling in love" A feeling A word or two spoken A kiss. Why is it so hard to find. Why does it always break. Why do people hurt. (This is a soft fan fiction. It does cuss, but I use *) A/N: THIS STORY SUCKS ASSSSSSS SO MANY SPELLING ERROR...