Summer Break
Almost every part of me did trust him.
After my phone calls, I explained to Ashley what had happened the day before, like everything that happened. I also explained last night to her and she got so excited. I wasn’t really that hungry, but my throat did still hurt, so I took some of the medicine we had bought sometime during the week in case someone caught something. I then decided that I would just take a long hot shower. Honestly I kind of just stood in their thinking, not about anything in particular. Just about my future, how life would be after this summer… what would happen this summer. Then I thought about Harry, Harry and his smile, his voice, how sweet and caring he was. I caught myself smiling like an idiot and snapped out of it. I turned the knob over towards the red more, and let the hot water land on my back. I didn’t want to think, I just wanted to relax.
When I finally felt like a prune, I stepped out of the shower and covered my body with a towel, then wrapped my head with another one. Making my way back into my bedroom, I grabbed my phone from the nightstand.
*One New Text*
‘Hiiii. Done golfing, about to finish up lunch. Can I come over?’
What time was it? I checked my phone, and it was almost two thirty. Geez, where had my day gone?
‘Yes you can. (: Just tell me when. I need to ask you something anyway.’
‘Oh no. Am I in trouble? By the way, how’s your throat?’
‘Hahahaha. No! And my throat is better, I took some medicine. Should be fine, thanks!’
‘Alright, I’ll see you soon.’
‘See you.’
Awesome, it’s almost two thirty, I’m hungry now, I have to get dressed, I’m sick, and I have to have a chat with my aunt and uncle and listen to them tear Harry apart. Actually, maybe they’ll just find him so charming they won’t even care to.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I threw on some jeans and a crop top for my outfit, and then I just wore a bunch of rings on my finger; then some other jewelry. I decided I didn’t really want to do anything with my hair or makeup so I just did a quick side braid and put my glasses on. I quickly checked myself out in the floor length mirror.
“Dang! I am fine!” I snapped at myself then walked away laughing. I promise I’m not crazy.
I made my bed before I went to the kitchen and grabbed out some of the ramen noodles.
“Shit Anna, I thought you were never getting out of bed.” He laughed and walked into the kitchen.
“Dude, shut up. I’m little but I can kick your ass.” I laughed as I words came out of my mouth because we both knew it wasn’t true.
“So, Harry’s gonna talk to your aunt and uncle. I remember my first time meeting them, and they grilled me… and we’re just friends.”
“I know.” I popped my ramen in the microwave. “I’m kinda scared. I hope he doesn’t mind.”
“Nah, he shouldn’t. Harry’s cool. You know, yesterday before we talked about golf, he asked if he should make the move.”
I laughed, “He asked you? Oh no, and what did you say?”
“Told him to do it, he said you seemed distant and he didn’t want to make an ass of himself. So I said that you were just a thinker, and that I was almost 100 percent sure you liked him. You’re welcome.”
“Uh, I didn’t say thanks.”
“Yea, but if it weren’t for me nothing would’ve happened last night. So I mean, it was no big deal.” He said acting cool.
“Jake, shut up.” I got my ramen out of the microwave and sat at the table with him. He stared at me for a couple minutes with a smile on his face. “Oh my god, you have a big head.”
He laughed, throwing his back.
“Thank you.” I rolled my eyes.
“Awww, you’re welcome.”
“Dude shut up.” I laughed.
We had mindless chit chat when Ashley came out of the room and when I finished my soup I excused myself and grabbed my notebook from under my pillow and sat out on the patio. I began writing in it.
I’ve never experienced life like this, just letting things happen. My life has changed so much over the last couple of years and I still forget how quickly things can happen. I don’t really know why I am writing, I just figured now was as good a time as any, and this way I can let my thoughts wander all over a page. Maybe one day when I just do things, I’ll look back at this and think about what a freak I was. Hahaha. I’m not a freak, but seriously, why is it so easy for me to write things down on a piece of paper, and not really tell people how I feel? Is it because I know a piece of paper won’t judge me for my past or present. When I cry, no one else will know? Honestly, I don’t know why I write. I hope that someday though, I will look back at this and see how I grow as a person, which I hope to do. I don’t know. Life is complicated and I…
“Hello. Am I interrupting?” The sound of his voice made me jump. I shut my notebook and stood from my chair to see Harry leaning against the door. Black skinnies and a white shirt. Seriously, perfection.
“No.” I walked over to him and he opened his arms and pulled me close. “So, how was golfing?” I asked walking from him sliding me notebook back under my pillow.
“It was all right. You’re voice sounds better.” He noted.
“Yea. I was so tired. I slept until noon, and then had some medicine and some soup, and I took a hot steamy shower. Don’t really know if that helped but it felt good so, whatever.” I shrugged walking over to him.
He smiled and pushed a strand of my hair behind my ear. “So.” He raised his eyebrows. “What did you need to talk to me about?”
“Well, this afternoon I called my aunt and uncle and they asked why I was sick, and Ashley told them uhm, a lot. So they were kinda upset that they didn’t meet you before we went out the first time, but I was like, ‘well we’d only known each other for like 24 hours.’ So now they want to Skype us… Like tonight. But if you don’t want to you don’t have too. I mean it’s kinda late, and weird. But it’s just this thing they do and I…”
“Hey.” He stopped me. “It’s alright I’ll meet them… over Skype?” he laughed.
“Are you sure, cause my Uncle will probably tear you apart. Like, it’s going to be like an interview, but worse. Seriously. Actually, he’ll seem mean, but he’s just seeing how easy you are to scare. Don’t believe half of the things he says.”
“Alright. I’ll prepare myself. What about your Aunt?”
“Eh, just smile and you should be fine.” Then there it was, a huge grin spread over his face, I couldn’t help but smile. “Just like that.” He laughed and leaned down to kiss me and I stretched up a bit. How did I not realize how much taller he was than me? I giggled on accident.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing, that wasn’t supposed to happen.” I laughed again.
“What are you thinking about?” he held my cheek with his right hand and kept the other arm around my waist.
“Just how tall you are, or how short I am.”
He smiled. “Do you know how beautiful you are?” he rubbed his thumb against my cheek.
I blushed a little and looked away. “Thank you.” Part of me wanted to pretend to be confident, but the other was still stuck in the mind frame that this just doesn’t happen to girls like me.
He wrapped both his around my upper body, cuddling me into his chest. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. “You know you can trust me.” He whispered.
“I know.” I replied not too quickly. I didn’t want to say I do because it was too soon. I never let myself trust easy, and though almost every part of me did trust him, I didn’t know why. That scared me. That was the truth, this scared me but… but, I don’t know.
He kissed me again; I closed my eyes and let my thoughts go, let all my issues go. The reality was that I was here with him, with Harry Styles.
“Oh my God! Sorry!” Ashley barged through the door; Harry stopped kissing me and laughed. “Maybe you guys should put a sock on the door or something.” She shook her head, “Sorry, I’m just not used to knocking. This is all happening so fast.” She put her hand on her head and paced around the room. She was so full of it.
“What do you want?” I rolled my eyes.
“I want answers!” She started laughing.
“What did I get myself into?” Harry joked.
“Honey, you ain’t even seen the half of it.” She snapped her finger at and jumped on my bed. “We get turnt up!” She screamed jumping up and down, then she plopped down on the bed. “Hahaha. Just kidding.”
When I finally felt like a prune, I stepped out of the shower and covered my body with a towel, then wrapped my head with another one. Making my way back into my bedroom, I grabbed my phone from the nightstand.
*One New Text*
‘Hiiii. Done golfing, about to finish up lunch. Can I come over?’
What time was it? I checked my phone, and it was almost two thirty. Geez, where had my day gone?
‘Yes you can. (: Just tell me when. I need to ask you something anyway.’
‘Oh no. Am I in trouble? By the way, how’s your throat?’
‘Hahahaha. No! And my throat is better, I took some medicine. Should be fine, thanks!’
‘Alright, I’ll see you soon.’
‘See you.’
Awesome, it’s almost two thirty, I’m hungry now, I have to get dressed, I’m sick, and I have to have a chat with my aunt and uncle and listen to them tear Harry apart. Actually, maybe they’ll just find him so charming they won’t even care to.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I threw on some jeans and a crop top for my outfit, and then I just wore a bunch of rings on my finger; then some other jewelry. I decided I didn’t really want to do anything with my hair or makeup so I just did a quick side braid and put my glasses on. I quickly checked myself out in the floor length mirror.
“Dang! I am fine!” I snapped at myself then walked away laughing. I promise I’m not crazy.
I made my bed before I went to the kitchen and grabbed out some of the ramen noodles.
“Shit Anna, I thought you were never getting out of bed.” He laughed and walked into the kitchen.
“Dude, shut up. I’m little but I can kick your ass.” I laughed as I words came out of my mouth because we both knew it wasn’t true.
“So, Harry’s gonna talk to your aunt and uncle. I remember my first time meeting them, and they grilled me… and we’re just friends.”
“I know.” I popped my ramen in the microwave. “I’m kinda scared. I hope he doesn’t mind.”
“Nah, he shouldn’t. Harry’s cool. You know, yesterday before we talked about golf, he asked if he should make the move.”
I laughed, “He asked you? Oh no, and what did you say?”
“Told him to do it, he said you seemed distant and he didn’t want to make an ass of himself. So I said that you were just a thinker, and that I was almost 100 percent sure you liked him. You’re welcome.”
“Uh, I didn’t say thanks.”
“Yea, but if it weren’t for me nothing would’ve happened last night. So I mean, it was no big deal.” He said acting cool.
“Jake, shut up.” I got my ramen out of the microwave and sat at the table with him. He stared at me for a couple minutes with a smile on his face. “Oh my god, you have a big head.”
He laughed, throwing his back.
“Thank you.” I rolled my eyes.
“Awww, you’re welcome.”
“Dude shut up.” I laughed.
We had mindless chit chat when Ashley came out of the room and when I finished my soup I excused myself and grabbed my notebook from under my pillow and sat out on the patio. I began writing in it.
I’ve never experienced life like this, just letting things happen. My life has changed so much over the last couple of years and I still forget how quickly things can happen. I don’t really know why I am writing, I just figured now was as good a time as any, and this way I can let my thoughts wander all over a page. Maybe one day when I just do things, I’ll look back at this and think about what a freak I was. Hahaha. I’m not a freak, but seriously, why is it so easy for me to write things down on a piece of paper, and not really tell people how I feel? Is it because I know a piece of paper won’t judge me for my past or present. When I cry, no one else will know? Honestly, I don’t know why I write. I hope that someday though, I will look back at this and see how I grow as a person, which I hope to do. I don’t know. Life is complicated and I…
“Hello. Am I interrupting?” The sound of his voice made me jump. I shut my notebook and stood from my chair to see Harry leaning against the door. Black skinnies and a white shirt. Seriously, perfection.
“No.” I walked over to him and he opened his arms and pulled me close. “So, how was golfing?” I asked walking from him sliding me notebook back under my pillow.
“It was all right. You’re voice sounds better.” He noted.
“Yea. I was so tired. I slept until noon, and then had some medicine and some soup, and I took a hot steamy shower. Don’t really know if that helped but it felt good so, whatever.” I shrugged walking over to him.
He smiled and pushed a strand of my hair behind my ear. “So.” He raised his eyebrows. “What did you need to talk to me about?”
“Well, this afternoon I called my aunt and uncle and they asked why I was sick, and Ashley told them uhm, a lot. So they were kinda upset that they didn’t meet you before we went out the first time, but I was like, ‘well we’d only known each other for like 24 hours.’ So now they want to Skype us… Like tonight. But if you don’t want to you don’t have too. I mean it’s kinda late, and weird. But it’s just this thing they do and I…”
“Hey.” He stopped me. “It’s alright I’ll meet them… over Skype?” he laughed.
“Are you sure, cause my Uncle will probably tear you apart. Like, it’s going to be like an interview, but worse. Seriously. Actually, he’ll seem mean, but he’s just seeing how easy you are to scare. Don’t believe half of the things he says.”
“Alright. I’ll prepare myself. What about your Aunt?”
“Eh, just smile and you should be fine.” Then there it was, a huge grin spread over his face, I couldn’t help but smile. “Just like that.” He laughed and leaned down to kiss me and I stretched up a bit. How did I not realize how much taller he was than me? I giggled on accident.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing, that wasn’t supposed to happen.” I laughed again.
“What are you thinking about?” he held my cheek with his right hand and kept the other arm around my waist.
“Just how tall you are, or how short I am.”
He smiled. “Do you know how beautiful you are?” he rubbed his thumb against my cheek.
I blushed a little and looked away. “Thank you.” Part of me wanted to pretend to be confident, but the other was still stuck in the mind frame that this just doesn’t happen to girls like me.
He wrapped both his around my upper body, cuddling me into his chest. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. “You know you can trust me.” He whispered.
“I know.” I replied not too quickly. I didn’t want to say I do because it was too soon. I never let myself trust easy, and though almost every part of me did trust him, I didn’t know why. That scared me. That was the truth, this scared me but… but, I don’t know.
He kissed me again; I closed my eyes and let my thoughts go, let all my issues go. The reality was that I was here with him, with Harry Styles.
“Oh my God! Sorry!” Ashley barged through the door; Harry stopped kissing me and laughed. “Maybe you guys should put a sock on the door or something.” She shook her head, “Sorry, I’m just not used to knocking. This is all happening so fast.” She put her hand on her head and paced around the room. She was so full of it.
“What do you want?” I rolled my eyes.
“I want answers!” She started laughing.
“What did I get myself into?” Harry joked.
“Honey, you ain’t even seen the half of it.” She snapped her finger at and jumped on my bed. “We get turnt up!” She screamed jumping up and down, then she plopped down on the bed. “Hahaha. Just kidding.”
Notes
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(Annabelle's outfit. BTW, she mainly just wore short black socks, so you can picture that if ya wanna.)
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3/23/15