Her Angel [h.s] (on hold)

Chapter Three

I was awoken by the incessant ringing of my phone. I groaned, throwing the covers off my head as I reached over to my bedside table, grabbing my phone. I didn't bother looking at the caller ID, only one person would be calling me at this ungodly hour of the day.

"What," I grumbled into the phone.

"Good morning to you too," my best friend greeted me.

"Niall, what did I tell you about calling me this early?"

"Not to," he grumbled.

"Right, so why are you calling me?"

Niall scoffed, "When do I ever listen to you?" He had a point.

"Niall, what do you want," I asked, growing rather impatient.

"Bitch," Niall mumbled under his breath, "I'm calling to see if you would like to accompany me to some beach bash tonight."

"What time," I sighed.

"Eight."

"Okay, I'll go. Anything else?"

"Nope, that's it. I'll pick you up at seven thirty, okay?"

"Yeah, sounds good," I said before a yawn.

"K love you, Junie."

"Love you too, Ni." I placed my phone back on the nightstand as I rubbed my eyes with the palms of my hands, trying to get rid of the tiredness that was lingering behind.

I made my way over to the bathroom to get ready for the day. I stepped into the shower and felt the warm water cascading down my back. While I was standing under the stream of water, I couldn't help but think about Harry and how he was becoming an unwelcome constant in my life. I know that yesterday I confronted him and got the answers that I so desperately needed, but that didn't help the fact that my thoughts still seemed to linger on him, no matter where I was or what I was doing.

It definitely put me at ease that my suspicions were correct and that I did meet him during my accident, but it didn't make me feel any better finding out that he was the other driver involved in the crash. Maybe that was the reason he said I should've already known him at the hospital. It did make sense, but I can't help but feel like his words had a different meaning to them. I sighed, growing tired of thinking about it, and washed my body. I allowed the thoughts I was having to be washed away with the soap that found its way down the drain. When I stepped out of the shower I made a promise to myself to not think about him, he was causing way too much stress for someone I had just met.

After getting dressed, I grabbed my bag and made my way out of my apartment, towards Tammy's coffee shop. I didn't mind walking places, it allowed me to feel the sun on my skin and breathe in the fresh air. I thought that after my accident I would have a problem with cars, but thankfully I didn't, I just preferred walking. I quickly found myself at the coffee shop that I've grown to love and opened the door. The familiar bell rang above my head, putting a small smile on my face.

"Good morning," Tammy greeted from behind the counter.

"Good morning," I cheerily greeted back.

"You seem to be in a good mood today," Tammy stated.

"That I am," I smiled.

"Did you figure out where you know that mysterious hottie from?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows. I rolled my eyes with a small grin on my face.

"Yes I did actually. I saw him at the beach and asked him about it."

"And how do you know him," she pressed.