Not So Ordinary

Rosie is at college and like every other 17 year old, she is unsure about her very near future choices. She has half a year left at Sixthview College, and she has a choice whether to branch out into a new chapter of her life, or stay on another 2 years at an academy. But who will come into her life that will make her want to stay? Or even go?

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My day passed by in a blur, if i'm being honest all I could think about was Harry. Sure there was the other 4 inhumanely good-looking boys there, but I actually interacted with HARRY STYLES. I was in a bit of shock really. 

At about 4pm, there was a knock on my door. 'Who is it?' I called as I dragged myself up from my bed. 'Only me' Amelia replied as I opened the door with a big grin. 'So...ONE DIRECTION? How was it? Did you speak to them? Were they as attractive as they are in the magazines?' She bombarded me with a million and one questions. 'Okay okay, calm down' I laughed. 'Yes, they are all g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s' I answered her question. 'And yes I spoke to one of them...Harry Styles!' I told her excitedly as I then recalled the whole bottle of water experience. She squealed as we both burst out laughing and flopped down on my bed. 'I feel like i'm a 10 year old 'fangirl' or whatever they're called' I scoffed. 'But Harry Styles asked for your number..and for you to see him again! This is like real life stuff!' She exclaimed. I sighed happily. 'I guess..no, no Mills, he won't even ring me!' I told her..and myself. 'He's like the one of the most famous people in the world' I said. 'Well, you never know' Amelia said as she winked, and got up. 'See you tomorrow Rosie!' She called as she made her way out of my room. I nodded and rolled over to grab my phone. No missed calls. No texts. I sighed as I knew i'd let the idea run away with me. I needed a grip on reality.

I went into my little bathroom and turned on the shower taps. I stripped off clothes and took my hair out of the ponytail it had been in all day. I stepped in the steamy shower and let the hot water clear my mind of any silly ideas in my head. As I turned the taps off, I heard something. A ringing. MY PHONE RINGING. I gasped as I grabbed a towel. Could it be Harry? I thought to myself as I vigorously  dried myself. I ran out the bathroom, dived on my bed and in the process grabbing my phone, not even waiting to look at the caller ID. 'He-hello?' I breathed out, my heart pounding. I waited for a response. 'Hi, Rosie? It's Harry' I grinned to myself as I heard his voice. Oh my god, i'm talking to Harry Styles..again. 'Oh, hi Harry!' I said, trying to act calm which obviously wasn't working. 'Are you okay? You seem a bit out of breath?' He chuckled. I blushed to myself as I looked down at myself wrapped wildly in a towel. 'Yeah yeah, just caught me a bit of guard' I said truthfully, as I giggled. 'Oh sorry about that..anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to meet up again? I'd like to see you again' He said, coolly. I was quite speechless for a second. All I kept thinking was THIS IS HARRY FLIPPING STYLES. 'Oh, yeah i'd love to!' I managed to answer. 'Cool, well I can't really just go out because of you know..the fans' He sighed out in a sarcastic voice. 'But, you can come to my hotel room if you want? That's where us boys are staying' He spoke.This is so bizarre. But yet again, I answered 'Yes, that's fine' I didn't really know what to say. 'Okay, well maybe tomorrow night? at 7? I'll come and pick you up outside the big gates. I've got a black landrover so look for that' He assured. 'Yeah, sounds perfect..see you then!' I said, barely holding back my complete and utter shock of the whole situation. 'Okay Rosie, see you then' He replied, then hung up. I did a mini scream to myself and a little dance to just get it out of my system. How did this happen?

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