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?


8. 8

When I woke up, the first thing I thought of was Harry. I smiled to myself as I remembered the evening. I then remember him saying 'same time, same place' next week. 

I got ready then went down the stairs to Amelia's room. I knocked on the door and she answered. 'Oh my god Amelia it was so amazing!' I exclaimed as I walked into her room. 'What was?' She said as she rummaged about in her bag. 'My night with Harry!' I reminded her, as if there was no way she could forget. 'Oh..yeah, well great' She mumbled. I raised my eyebrows at her. 'What's up?' I asked. She sighed but didn't reply. 'Amelia?' I urged her on. 'Ugh, okay, well don't you think you're taking this a bit seriously Rosie?' She said. I was confused as I looked at her to carry on. 'Harry's an international popstar, and he's probably going to just drop you as soon as he moves on to the next town or he see's the next pretty girl' She muttered. I was a bit hurt, I knew Harry was famous but he was the one who made the moves not me. 'Amelia, I wasn't the one who made the first move' I argued back. 'I know, I knew you'd act like this, but I just don't want you to get hurt okay? Maybe it's best to just quit whilst you're ahead' She said. Even though I paused, I still regretted what I said next.

'You're only saying this because you're jealous' I mumbled. Amelia kind of gasped but then laughed. 'Jealous? Please Rosie, at least I have a grip on reality, you'll see what a mistake you've made but when you do, I won't be here to help you' She spat at me, as she grabbed her bag and stormed out. I stared at the door after her in shock. I picked up my bag and walked out.

I was moody all day. I had nobody to sit with or talk to. At the end of the day, I went up to Amelia's room. I knocked softly on the door. When she opened the door she sighed, rolled her eyes and went to slam it in my face. I caught my foot between the door to stop her. 'Amelia, look what do you want me to say? Or do for that matter?' I said. 'I don't want to part of this, you're embarrassing yourself' Was all she said. I felt the tears well up in my eyes as I slammed the door shut and ran up stairs to my room. I fell on my bed in tears when I got in. Was she right? Was I taking this to literally? Or was she just jealous? It's Harry Styles for godsake. 


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