Esoteric.

"Harry?" I asked bewildered. He smirked taking in my appearance before looking back up to my face.


"Hey."


"What are you doing here?" I snapped rather rudely.


"Frisky aren't we?" He teased.


"I'm honestly not in the mood for your shit so if you just came to antagonize me. You can leave."
I said as I started shutting the door in his face. He stuck his foot out stopping it.


"No. I came to see if you knew where Shi was?"


"No."


"Oh. Okay."


"Bye." I said shutting the door only to be stopped once again.


"Seriously Harry?!"


"I'll leave, I promise. I just wanted to say you shouldn't always believe everything Shiloh says."


"What?"


"See you." And with that he walked away.


What the hell was that suppose to mean? I shut the door more confused as ever. What was he even talking about? And when did him and Shiloh start hanging out? Oh lord. I decided to forget about it. At least for tonight. Tonight I was suppose to be relaxing not stressing about Harry's cryptic words.


I hadn't made it through too many movies before my eyes started to shut. I was apparently more exhausted than I thought.


I woke up the next morning hearing my mom moving around in her morning rush. I yawned stretching my body in all directions. I rolled out of bed, padding out of my room and down the stairs. I walked into the kitchen seeing my mom pouring coffee into her mug.


"Good morning sweetheart."


"Morning. I thought you weren't going to be back for a couple of days?" I smiled pulling a bowl out of the dishwasher and a box of lucky charms out of the cabinet. My mom handed me the milk as she put her creamer back into the fridge.


"I wasn't but I had to come back to finish some more things up. I'll have to go back either later today or early tomorrow morning. So in case you go out. I love you and I'll see you when I get back."


"I love you too!"


"Don't forget to call or text me so that I know you're all right."


"I won't."


"Bye sweetie!"


"Bye mom." I yelled as I she shut the door behind her. I took a seat at the table, eating my cereal.


I was suppose to go on date with Louis tonight. I'm not sure if I really wanted to though. The only reason I really said yes was because I was upset with Zayn.
Zayn. Just the very thought of his name made my heart beat faster. Could Harry have been talking about Zayn when he said not to believe everything Shiloh said? I doubt it.
I jogged upstairs to shower. I changed a pair of shorts and crop top. I had decided to go and buy a new outfit for tonight.


I was ordering a pretzel from Aunt Annie's when I saw a familiar head of hair out of the corner of my eye. I turned a bit more to make sure what I was seeing is correct. Of course. Why? Why me? Why did he have to be here. I turned back around hoping he wouldn't notice me. He shouldn't right? I paid for my pretzel and walked away shoving large pieces into my mouth.


"Emerson?"


Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck! I paused trying to decide if I should keep walking or turn around.


"Hey." He said coming around from behind me.


I guess I had no choice.


"Hi."


"So...what are you doing here?"


"Shopping."


"Yeah, sorry. That was a stupid question."


I laughed a little as his cheeks tinted a light pink.


"Can I ask you something?" He asked suddenly looking into my eyes.


"Um. Yeah?"


"What did you mean 'Shiloh told you what I said about you' ?"


"It's nothing."


"Please tell me."


"Zayn really, we can just forget about it."


"No. I want to know."


"She just said something about how you said I was extremely annoying and you didn't understand why she was my friend." I mumbled looking away, embarrassed.


"What? I never said that."


"It's okay if you did." I said looking back to him.


"No. I swear to god I never said that." He said with sincerity. I looked at him trying to decipher if he was telling the truth or just really good at lying. "I promise." And I believed him. Thought Shiloh was my best friend. I knew he wasn't lying. I could tell.


"So you're going out with Louis tonight?" He asked as anger flashed in his eyes for a moment.


"How'd you know?"


"He told me."


"Oh."


"Yeah."


"I'm suppose to."


"What?"


"I'm suppose too go on a date with him."


"You're not?"


"I don't know. I came here to get a new outfit for it but I'm not sure if I really want to go."


"Oh."


"Yeah."


"Well if you decide not to go did you want to get something to eat?"


"Uhhh."


"You don't have to if you don't want to. I understand. I mean, it's okay. You can say no. I just..."
He rushed out flustered.


I chuckled a bit as he mumbled something to himself.


"No. I'd love too."


"Really?" He asked shocked.


"Of course. Now I just have to cancel on Louis."


"I can do that for you."


"Oh you don't have to do that."


"It's no problem, really." He said typing away on his phone. "All done."


"Really?"


"Yup."


"Thank you."


"So I'll see you later, yeah?"


"Uh yeah."


"I'll pick you up around 6?"


"Okay."


He walked away, looking back to me smiling at me. My stomach did flips. Did Zayn seriously just ask me out? No. He asked if I wanted to get something to eat. It's just two friends going to get something to eat.


Yeah, that's it. Just friends.


I finished up my shopping and headed home to get ready for tonight. Although I still had a few hours. I wanted to make sure I looked better than usual. I mean, if I could do that. I wouldn't say I was the prettiest girl out there but I wanted to be able to have extra time to do my makeup.
I took my time applying primer, concealer, and foundation. I decided on a lighter smokey eye with my eyeliner winged out at the ends. I brushed on my mascara making my eyelashes longer than usual. I wasn't really a fan of lipstick so I just put on some chap stick so that my lips weren't dry.


Ichose a pair of high waisted shorts with a polk-a-dot crop top.As well as some thigh high socks and my Timberlands. I made sure to spray my favorite perfume on before looking at myself if the mirror. I didn't look horrible. God Em. You need to have mroe confidence. Wow. I'm talking to myself. Great.


I was running my fingers through my hair when the doorbell rang. I picked up my phone checking the time. Six O'clock, Shit. At least he was punctual. I felt as if there were beached whales in my stomach as I descended down the stairs. Why did I agree to this? I'm going to make a complete and total fool of myself. I know I am.


I took a couple deep breaths before pulling open the door. As usual, he looked breath taking.


"Hey." He smiled stepping closer to me.


"Hey." I breathed out, smiling as he wrapped his arms around me. Hugging me tightly.

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