I could start this with "I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock" but that would be a total lie. The truth is, I hadn't gotten any sleep at all. It totally wasn't my fault. I honestly blame imaginator1d for writing such an amazing story. I was too busy trying to catch up on "After" that I didn't notice how late it was getting. I may hate Harry, but "After" was one of the best books I had ever read.
I got in the shower and started to get ready for the day. I started to wash my hair. It was red, like red velvet cupcakes. When I was about 13, I died my hair red as an act of rebellion against my parents. As I got older, I became more mature and girly. The only thing that stayed the same about me was my red hair.
That's where Harry got the nickname, Rose, from. Well, from my hair and the rosy color that my cheeks would turn whenever I was embarrassed. Harry. His name wandered in my mind as the sweet memories once again played through my head.
I looked down at my hands, remembering the way his palm felt against mine when I realized that my fingers were practically prunes. I quickly finished up in the shower and walked back into my room before getting ready for work.
I wore a simple t shirt and a pair of jeans. I walked back over to my bed and kissed Aaron on the cheek. "Bye babe. I'll see you after work." He mumbled incoherently, still asleep. I giggled to myself before walking out of the apartment.
The drive to work didn't take long today. There wasn't much traffic today. I was almost at work when the song "Story of My Life" came on. I groaned before switching the station. "And here we are with One Direction..." I switched off the radio. I was slightly irritated but soon got over it.
I parked outside of the bakery and walked through the front doors and rushed into the kitchen. I quickly tied my apron around my neck and waist and washed my hands before kneading the dough. "Rosalyn, you're late." Dang it. I had tried so hard not to have Barbara notice my tardiness. "I'm really sorry, Barbara. I got no sleep last night."
She tsked at me. "Shame. I suppose I can overlook this incident since you've never been tardy before." I smiled at her and offered her my thanks before getting back to work.
I could hear the doors open and a shrill squeal. I instantly knew that it was Kate, my best friend since birth. We had always been together. She moved with me to America and obviously moved back with me. She was the first person there for me when Harry and I broke up. However, she was a huge fan of One Direction.
I saw the perky blond walk into the kitchen with a huge smile on her face. She tied her apron, washed her hands and walked over to join me. "Have you heard the news?" I looked at her in confusion. She sighed. "You have got to learn to pay more attention to the news. You'll never believe who's coming to Cheshire next week!"
I winced at the shrillness of her voice before asking who. "Harry Styles!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.
The first thing I did was cover my ears because she continued squealing for what felt like hours. Then, I let my mind wander about the subject. Harry returning to Cheshire was definitely my worst nightmare. I had spent the past 3 years trying to get over him and now he would be around again.
"Kate. Do you realize what you just said? You just told me that Harry Styles, my ex boyfriend that I wasted 5 years of my life on, 2 of them with him and the other 3 trying to get over him, is coming home and you're over there squealing about it like a 5 year old." My tone was harsh.
She immediately froze on the spot and get mouth formed an 'o' shape. "I'm so sorry, Rose. I totally forgot. I didn't mean to-" I held my hand up and signaled for her to stop talking. "Don't worry about it. I could never stay mad at you. " She smiled at me and engulfed me in a big hug.
"Okay, so back to the situation at hand. It would make no sense to freak out about Harry, right? I mean, I doubt he would even remember me." I felt a slight pang in my chest as I said the words. For some reason, the thought of Harry forgetting about me was painful. It felt like the same kind of pain I felt on that night.
I could feel the tears welling up as the event flashed before my eyes. "Rose! Hey, Rose. Are you okay? You look like you're about to cry." I snapped out of it and wiped the tears off of my face. I guess they had fallen while I was remembering the break up.
"I thought you said you were over him. It was 3 years ago, Rose. You can't let him get to you now. You have an amazing job, awesome friends that love you, and you have a wonderful boyfriend. Speaking of Aaron, how are things going with you two?" I shrugged my shoulders.
"They've been okay I guess. He stayed over last night but lately things have been...different. I don't know. I don't wanna think about it right now. I just want to do what I came here to do and that's bake."
Kate agreed with me. We got busy quickly and we were on a roll. I lost count of how many batches we made but I guessed that it was probably a lot.
At the end of the day, I hugged Kate before getting in my car. I saw her make the 'call me' sign and I nodded my head at her. I drove back to the apartment and walked in. I could see the back of Aaron's head as he sat on the couch, flicking through the channels.
I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I gave him a kiss on the cheek before walking over to sit down next to him. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. I rested my head on his shoulder and cuddled up against him. "How was your day, sweetie?" I shrugged my shoulders. "It was okay. Kate and I got a lot done today. I, um, found something out today. Something...interesting."
Aaron switched off the TV and turned towards me. His eyes were widened. "I could have sworn we used protection last time. I don't know if I'm ready to become a dad!" I tried not to laugh but failed miserably. "No! I'm not pregnant, you dolt. Far from it, actually. But anyways, I was trying to tell you that Harry is coming home. I'm not sure how long he'll be here but it doesn't really matter. He'll still be here."
Aaron was silent for a moment, knowing all about my past with Harry. "Well, we shouldn't have anything to worry about, babe. I doubt you guys will see each other. He'll be too busy getting mobbed by fans." I nodded my head in agreement. "You're right. There's nothing to worry about."
"So, speaking of protection, I have a condom in my wallet. Maybe we could-" I shushed him before leaning over and kissing him. "Does that answer your question?" He nodded as I bit my lip. He soon connected our lips again as I leaned back on the couch.