The Gas Station (H.S)

Chapter Four

(Hey guys sorry for the slow updates and the short chapter :(( I haven't been feeling the best lately mentally or physically so I wasn't super encouraged to write and I have been having a hard time pacing out the story/plotline. Sorry if you feel that the book is kinda rushed but I'm trying my best to make it most enjoyable for yall :)) I promise chapter five will be longer and more interesting !!)

Luckily it was only Sunday because when I woke up, I felt like absolute shit. My nose was running, my eyes were burning, and I had a fever. Great, I have a cold. Did I catch it when I was out with Harry? I should text him and tell him to take some antibiotics? Let's be honest, I just need a reason to talk to him...

You: Hey, I had a nice time yesterday but I think I caught a cold haha :)

Harry: Oh noo, I'm sorry :( yeah, I think I caught something too lol

You: yeaah I'm just dying here in bed... Bored

Harry: Would you wanna facetime, idk so we could be bored together :))

I started smiling, he wanted to see me and talk to me. I realized he would have to see my face and how I looked, and it wasn't pretty. I ran to my bathroom and quickly washed my face, brushed my teeth, and tried to tame my wild curls. Once I looked less dead I ran back to my bed and typed a response.

You: yeah sure, but I'm gonna warn you I just woke up and I look crazy Lol.

Harry: It's ok I look crazy too :)

It was then my phone screen switched to the incoming video call screen, I quickly brushed through my hair and pressed accept. Oh.My.God. He looked so handsome, "Hello" he spoke and it made my heart do two backflips. "H-Hi" I had never noticed how pretty his hair was, he always had it in a small ponytail, but he looked so sexy with his wild hair and dashing smile.

"How are you?"

He spoke trying to spark small talk, "I'm good... Well as good as you can be whilst having a cold." I smiled and chuckled at my snarky remark. "I'm truly sorry I took you out on such an icy night. I truly couldn't have waited long to see you again. Maybe, I could make it up to you someday.." He said sympathetically but somehow managed to make it sound flirtatious.

That's what I liked about him, everything he said was always planned out and elegant, but my favorite part was when you talked whilst he was nervous it was like speaking to a big, clumsy, puppy. "Yeah, I would like that."

A couple of minutes had passed and we mostly just spent our time looking at each other through the phone. That was another that I liked about him, usually when men stare at I get nervous, or embarrassed. But when he looked at me, it felt like a warm hug welcoming me home, I never felt embarrassed to be gawked at when I was with him, I was never afraid to meet his bright green eyes and smile at him. He was familiar. He was home.

Nobody could understand how much money I would pay to be laying there next to him playing with his brown locks and touching his warm skin, or running my hands along his inked arms and tracing out his dark tattoos. I hadn't seen many of them since every time we had gone out it had been cold so his skin was mostly covered "I wish I was there with you," I said,

I froze and dropped my phone. I did not just tell this man I've known for a few days that I wanna be in bed with him...

I slowly picked up my phone to see his toothy grin as he saw my face " I'm so sorry I truly have no filter, oh my god." I quietly spoke. "Don't apologize, I love how you... speak your mind." he teased. "I mean, I wouldn't mind if you were next to me right now either.".

This conversation is definitely making its way south, so I'm gonna change the subject. "You wanna see my cat?" I stuttered loudly "And by cat I mean my pet cat Egg! Here look." I hear his laugh as I turn the phone to face my chubby cat that was sleeping on my stomach. "Aww, he is so cute, what breed is he?" I turned the phone back to me " I don't know, I found him on a highway when he was just a little kitten." I said " Wow, so you're like a kitten saint. That's badass" Even though it was a manly-ish compliment it made me blush as if though he called me beautiful.

I was trying to think of good questions to ask of "Tell me about your tattoos." I asked. It seemed like I caught him off guard with my question with his sudden silence, he slowly let out with a smug smirk on his face "Maybe I'll tell you about them on our next date." he bit his lip playfully. "It's been a little less than twelve hours, you miss me that bad?" I teased. "You could say that, yes." I could barely contain my happiness "Maybe, I'll think about it, but the cards might be looking at 'yes, how does Saturday sound'." He was smiling widely, "Well if things work out I think the cards would probably respond with 'absolutely, can't wait'." After he said that we both went silent and were just sitting there smiling at each other. After a minute it got awkward so I said goodbye and hung up.

I guess I will see him next Saturday... :)