Breathe Me
Confused
Oct. 4, 2013
Harry's POV:
When I woke up my back was killing me. Then I realized I was on the floor. How did I end up here? Ugh. I sat on my bed and grabbed my phone. Yesterday I managed to get Faith's phone number. I normally didn't ask for a girl's number when I've only known her for two days. It's just that Faith was..different. In a good way. I decided to wake her up with a text. I typed away..
To: Faith(: From: Harreh
Good mornin sleepy head, wake up! -Harry Xx.
I went downstairs to get something for breakfast. I doubt the boys will be awake. It was only 8 and they usually woke around 8:30 ish. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a banana. I heard a noise in the living room so I followed it. I saw Niall munching on something that was either bacon or...it had to be bacon. He was watching the replays of The XFactor. "Watcha doing mate?" I asked as I sat down next to him. "Watching the XFactor." He grabbed my shoulder. "One day, Harry. One day," he smiled. You see Niall, Zayn, Louis, Liam, and I always dreamed of going to the XFactor when we met in high school. As you can see, it never happened. We made a band and played a few gigs(still do btw, rarely though). It was nothing. Let me tell you we were pretty good. As you can see, it never happened. Niall was the one that still thought we were going to do it. We talked to him, but he was still dreaming. I smlied back at him. Suddenly my phone beeped. It was a text from Faith.
To: Harreh From: Faith(:
Ugh, whyyyyyy. P.S. What's up with the x's at the end of each text. And why do you type your
name? I know it's you..I don't understand British people :3
I think I laughed a little bit harder than I intented to because Niall looked at me with a confused face. Then he smirked and looked at my phone. I quickly put it away. "Who's the girl?" He asked. "Uhh. What?" "I know that face. Who's the girl, Harry?" I sighed. "Her name is Faith. I just met her two days ago. And it's not like she fancies me, we're friends," I said. I typed a quick response to Faith and stood up. "We'll, I gotta go get ready," I told Niall. "It's Saturday and the bakery's gonna be packed." He nodded and continued watching the XFactor. I quickly ran upstairs. We all had jobs; except Louis. Which is ironic because hes the oldest. Liam worked for his dad (doing who knows what), Niall worked in Nando's(I don't know how he could work there without eating the food), Zayn was in college right now(studying to be a math teacher), and I worked in a bakery. With the few gigs a month, we could pay for everything we needed. Oh, and Louis was in college as well. I turned on the shower and quickly got in.
Faith's POV:
I smiled at the text Harry sent me. Something about the x's being kisses and it being a habit. I finally decided to get up and go take a shower. When I got out, I went to my closet and roamed through the clothes. I found the dress my mom had given me for my 15th birthday before she died. It was white, went a little bit up my knees, and it had floral print. I tried it on and it fit! Gosh, I felt so skinny. Ah, no Faith you're not. I reminded myself. I decided to put up my hair with a ribbon. I put on some light make up, grabbed my white converse, and went flying down the stairs. (Ok, not literally. That would be cool, though.) Noah stared at me. "What have you done to my sister?" He asked and grinned. "Ha ,ha very funny," I said sarcastically. I looked around. "Where's dad?" I asked him. "At work, he replied. I looked around again. It was too quiet. "Ethan went out with some girl, and Liam is at his new job." He answered as if he read my mind. It seemed like Noah was the oldest one, not Liam. "Here," he said as he handed me a chicken sandwich. "Why?" I asked suspicious. "Dad noticed you weren't eating well so he said to give you this and watch you eat it," he said simply. Shoot, I thought. Dadwas noticing? Noah also handed me a paper. I took it. "What's this?" I went to the living room and sat down on the couch. Noah followed me. "It's a list of colleges he printed out. He said to look over them," he said taking a seat next to me. "In the middle of the year?" I asked. Noah shrugged.
After having Noah stare at me while eating my sandwich, I decided to go out and see if there were any jobs available. Maybe I could work amd then go to college next year. It seemed like a good plan to me. I was walking through the unknown streets. I stopped at a place that looked like a music store. Ooh, something I like. I smiled to myself. There were not 'help wanted' signs, but I thought I'd ask. I was about to open the door when I saw the name at the top. 'Music & Arts Academy'. It was a school. *facepalm*. I decided to walk in anyways. There were many kids roaming around with instruments. Some were just dancing in the halls. Wow. I walked into a room and saw a huge piano. My stomach did a flip thingy. It looked like mine. I was just about to sit down and play when I heard someone come in. I quickly turned around and saw a man in his forties. He had white hair and mustache, nicely dressed. He looked at me and suddenly spoke up. "Allison?" He asked me. Wait, what? Did he just call me Allison? Wait... That's my mom's name. I was confused. The man took of his glasses and observed me. "Is that you?" He asked. I didn't know what to say. "Uh, no sorry. Gotta go." I said and quickly walked around him. I sat on the benches outside the school. Why did that man call me by my mom's name? Did he know her? She didn't tell me about going to London. Even if he did know my mom why would he call ME Allison? London was getting more interesting each day..
Harry's POV:
When I woke up my back was killing me. Then I realized I was on the floor. How did I end up here? Ugh. I sat on my bed and grabbed my phone. Yesterday I managed to get Faith's phone number. I normally didn't ask for a girl's number when I've only known her for two days. It's just that Faith was..different. In a good way. I decided to wake her up with a text. I typed away..
To: Faith(: From: Harreh
Good mornin sleepy head, wake up! -Harry Xx.
I went downstairs to get something for breakfast. I doubt the boys will be awake. It was only 8 and they usually woke around 8:30 ish. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a banana. I heard a noise in the living room so I followed it. I saw Niall munching on something that was either bacon or...it had to be bacon. He was watching the replays of The XFactor. "Watcha doing mate?" I asked as I sat down next to him. "Watching the XFactor." He grabbed my shoulder. "One day, Harry. One day," he smiled. You see Niall, Zayn, Louis, Liam, and I always dreamed of going to the XFactor when we met in high school. As you can see, it never happened. We made a band and played a few gigs(still do btw, rarely though). It was nothing. Let me tell you we were pretty good. As you can see, it never happened. Niall was the one that still thought we were going to do it. We talked to him, but he was still dreaming. I smlied back at him. Suddenly my phone beeped. It was a text from Faith.
To: Harreh From: Faith(:
Ugh, whyyyyyy. P.S. What's up with the x's at the end of each text. And why do you type your
name? I know it's you..I don't understand British people :3
I think I laughed a little bit harder than I intented to because Niall looked at me with a confused face. Then he smirked and looked at my phone. I quickly put it away. "Who's the girl?" He asked. "Uhh. What?" "I know that face. Who's the girl, Harry?" I sighed. "Her name is Faith. I just met her two days ago. And it's not like she fancies me, we're friends," I said. I typed a quick response to Faith and stood up. "We'll, I gotta go get ready," I told Niall. "It's Saturday and the bakery's gonna be packed." He nodded and continued watching the XFactor. I quickly ran upstairs. We all had jobs; except Louis. Which is ironic because hes the oldest. Liam worked for his dad (doing who knows what), Niall worked in Nando's(I don't know how he could work there without eating the food), Zayn was in college right now(studying to be a math teacher), and I worked in a bakery. With the few gigs a month, we could pay for everything we needed. Oh, and Louis was in college as well. I turned on the shower and quickly got in.
Faith's POV:
I smiled at the text Harry sent me. Something about the x's being kisses and it being a habit. I finally decided to get up and go take a shower. When I got out, I went to my closet and roamed through the clothes. I found the dress my mom had given me for my 15th birthday before she died. It was white, went a little bit up my knees, and it had floral print. I tried it on and it fit! Gosh, I felt so skinny. Ah, no Faith you're not. I reminded myself. I decided to put up my hair with a ribbon. I put on some light make up, grabbed my white converse, and went flying down the stairs. (Ok, not literally. That would be cool, though.) Noah stared at me. "What have you done to my sister?" He asked and grinned. "Ha ,ha very funny," I said sarcastically. I looked around. "Where's dad?" I asked him. "At work, he replied. I looked around again. It was too quiet. "Ethan went out with some girl, and Liam is at his new job." He answered as if he read my mind. It seemed like Noah was the oldest one, not Liam. "Here," he said as he handed me a chicken sandwich. "Why?" I asked suspicious. "Dad noticed you weren't eating well so he said to give you this and watch you eat it," he said simply. Shoot, I thought. Dadwas noticing? Noah also handed me a paper. I took it. "What's this?" I went to the living room and sat down on the couch. Noah followed me. "It's a list of colleges he printed out. He said to look over them," he said taking a seat next to me. "In the middle of the year?" I asked. Noah shrugged.
After having Noah stare at me while eating my sandwich, I decided to go out and see if there were any jobs available. Maybe I could work amd then go to college next year. It seemed like a good plan to me. I was walking through the unknown streets. I stopped at a place that looked like a music store. Ooh, something I like. I smiled to myself. There were not 'help wanted' signs, but I thought I'd ask. I was about to open the door when I saw the name at the top. 'Music & Arts Academy'. It was a school. *facepalm*. I decided to walk in anyways. There were many kids roaming around with instruments. Some were just dancing in the halls. Wow. I walked into a room and saw a huge piano. My stomach did a flip thingy. It looked like mine. I was just about to sit down and play when I heard someone come in. I quickly turned around and saw a man in his forties. He had white hair and mustache, nicely dressed. He looked at me and suddenly spoke up. "Allison?" He asked me. Wait, what? Did he just call me Allison? Wait... That's my mom's name. I was confused. The man took of his glasses and observed me. "Is that you?" He asked. I didn't know what to say. "Uh, no sorry. Gotta go." I said and quickly walked around him. I sat on the benches outside the school. Why did that man call me by my mom's name? Did he know her? She didn't tell me about going to London. Even if he did know my mom why would he call ME Allison? London was getting more interesting each day..
11/24/13