Avery's P.O.V.

Wednesday

I must have dozed off last night while watching the movie because I wake up to Annabelle telling me I have to get ready for work. I shower, get dressed, put my hair in a bun, and do my makeup. I then eat breakfast and walk to work. I work at a diner called 'Steak and Shake'. I don't make as much money as Annabelle but she's an Abercrombie & Fitch model and I'm a waitress. I still help pay bills though.

I get there and remember two things: 1) I need to apologize to Harry and 2) Nicole, my best friend, and I are going to the mall today after I'm done with work.

*After Work*

I clock out and walk home. When I get there, I quickly change from my uniform to pastel purple shorts and a "Ramones" tank top with black high top converse and few accessories. I text Nicole saying I'll be at the Citrus mall in fifteen minutes. When I get there, I see her standing in front of the store we agreed to meet at. She sees me and we run to each other and bear hug.

"Oh my word, Avery! I haven't seen you in forever!" She yells in my face.

"I know! I missed you, and I have so much to tell you!" I say, just as loudly, attracting the attention of some shoppers.

"Well let's get some food and then we'll hit the shops." She suggests, already dragging me with her to the food court. We get our food and sit at a table.

"So, what's new?" Nicole asks me.

"There's a new family that just moved in down the street from us. They're from England." I tell her and she squeals.

"Ooohhh, are there any boys?" She curiously asks.

"Yes, actually. He's 19, his name is Harry, and he lives with Anne and Gemma, his mom and older sister."

"Is he cute?"

"He's HOT! But I don't like him. He's a jerk."

"So what if he's a jerk. Go for him."

"Umm... no. I don't want an arrogant player as a boyfriend."

"Ugh, fine. Well, what does he look like?"

"He has curly brown hair, green eyes, he's very tall and very muscular and has some tattoos. Oh and he has dimples. And, oh my gosh, his accent is gorgeous. He has a raspy, deep, voice. I really wish he wasn't a jerk cause I'd like to at least be friends with the guy but I can't stand him!" I gush. "But I don't like him... I just think he's attractive. Plus, I don't think he's the dating type, you know?"

"Ahhh, the hump and dump kind." I laugh at her thinking.

"Exactly." We finish our food and start shopping in our favorite stores. I buy soooo much stuff. I got about four bags from each store and we went to about seven stores. This is the problem I have after I get paid. Although, all of this stuff isn't for me, I got some stuff for Annabelle, too. Nicole and I say our goodbyes and head our separate ways. On my way home I decide to just stop by Harry's instead of going later. I knock on the door and Gemma opens.

"Avery! Wow, you went shopping." She laughs seeing all my shopping bags.

"Hey, Gemma. Is Harry here? I need to speak with him." I awkwardly ask, entering the house per her invitation.

"No, he's on a job interview and Mum's out grocery shopping, " She tells me, " But you can wait for him. You could try on some of the things you got!" She suggests.

"Okay, but only for you!" I laugh. We go to her room and I try on the clothes for her. The ones she likes, she smiles. The ones she doesn't like, she'll make a face. She's so weird. Once I'm finally done, I change back into my original clothes. Gemma and I go to the T.V room and she puts in "P.S. I Love You". Half way through the movie, we hear the front door open and Harry walks in carrying Chinese take out bags.

"Gemma, I brought dinner!" He yells walking into the room, seeing me and glaring.

"Okay, thanks Haz. I need to get something so I'll be back," She looks at me, indicating she's laving so we can talk, "You two talk." She smiles and leaves. Harry comes and sits far away from me on the couch.

"What do you want? You want to tell me how much you hate me and how I ruined your life though we're not friends again?" He says, harshly. Not even looking at me once.

"Actually, I came to apologize. I was way out of line last night... I'm sorry, Harry." He looks shocked. There's a long silence before he speaks.

"Well, I accept your apology. And I promise to work on my flirting. I know that makes you uncomfortable. I just have a hard time not being in control I guess. And I've never had a girl turn away when I do that. They usually like it." He confesses while chuckling a bit at the end. Wow, I never thought of that. " But only if you promise to try to give us being friends a shot without getting so mad when I try to be friendly. Deal?"

"Deal." I say while shaking his hand to seal it. "But only friends, nothing more!"

"Yeah, of course." He smirks. By now Gemma reenters the room. She invites me to stay for dinner, which I accept. We just sit on the couch eating and watching T.V. It's about 10:00 pm when I hear Gemma snoring next to me. Harry stands up and puts a blanket on her while kissing her forehead. AWWW!!

"If you want to stay over, I'm sure you could borrow some of Gemma's P.J's." He offers.

"I'm fine. I should probably get going anyways." I stand up getting all my shopping bags and struggling a bit. Harry rushes up and takes some out of my hands. We walk to my house and he places the bags inside.

"Thanks, Harry."

"No problem," He says heading for the door but stops once he reaches the handle, "Oh, and by the way, I like your shirt." He smirks. I now realize we have on the same shirt but mine's a tank and his is a t-shirt.

"Thanks, Har. I like yours too." I laugh. He returns the laugh and leaves after telling me goodnight. I lock the door and find Annabelle asleep on the couch with Drake. EWW! I place a blanket over them and walk out to the porch. Staring out at the ocean, I think of the day, of Harry. Thinking of how my walls, which used to be so high, are slowly coming down...... because of a green eyed, brown haired boy named Harry Styles.

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