When I got back to work with the other lads I pulled out my phone and texted Sophie about the party, it’s a celebration for such a success in the ‘Take Me Home’ tour.
As soon as I got into my apartment I went straight to the shower to rinse off my layer of sweat I have developed at the park earlier. While I was in the shower I just relaxed and thought about all that has happened recently, moving into this massive apartment all by myself from my family home in Australia. My brother Joseph is coming to visit soon as well, I haven’t seen him in a few months as he is travelling at the moment. Harry and Liam, and how I’ve already met new people here and Steve. Thinking of him made my stomach hurt so much as if I am going to be sick, it’s like I’m getting stabbed in the gut. I can’t ever get in him out of my head, it’s like he stalks my mind and his evil smirk is plastered in the back of my head.
As I was getting out of the shower my phone started vibrating, indicating I’ve just received a text. I unlocked my phone and saw it was from Liam.
L- Hey Soph, party @ 8:00 tomorrow night. You still want to come? I can pick you up.
S- Heck Yeah! Haha Is it formal or? My address is 18 Machalister Road. I’m on the second to top floor.
L- It’s like a nice dressy casual event. I’ll pick you up tomorrow then.
S- kk ttyl :)
Oh no! I’ve just realised I was supposed to go with Harry somewhere tomorrow but now I’ve got invited to go with Liam. I hope harry doesn’t mind if I cancel, I hope we can still go out some other time, I just feel a better connection with Liam and feel that I’ll have a better time with him.
I went to Harry’s apartment just above mine hoping to find him there. I knocked on the door and no answer. I knocked again and still no answer. Suddenly I feel myself being tackled from behind into a big bear hug. “RAAAAA!” I nearly had a heart attack!
“HARRY! YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!” I yelled at him punching him in the arm. Harry couldn’t stop laughing, in fact he was laughing so hard no sound was coming out of his mouth so he started clapping. I laughed at his constipated look on his face, his dimples clearly defined and his emerald eyes glowing with happiness.
It took us a good couple minutes to calm ourselves down so we could actually speak to each other. We got off the ground.
“Would you like to come in?” he asked me, still giggling.
“Actually, I just came to say that I can’t come to your party thing tomorrow night, something came up. I’m sorry, maybe some other time, yeah?” I suggested trying not to sound too rude.
“I understand.” He blankly said to me, not even making eye contact. He was obviously upset with the news I gave him.
“Harry, please look at me.” His eyes met mine. “Please forgive me. Don’t be angry please. We can do something some other time, just please don’t be angry at me!” I pleaded
“Okay, calm down babe.” He chuckled at me when I was begging on my knees.
“Okay good, I’m going to head back now.” I told him turning around but my hand was grabbed and I was turned around. “Is something wrong?”
“No, not really, well, yes.” He said blabbing on. Causing me to giggle. “I don’t have your number.”
“Give me your phone and I’ll put it in.” I told him. He took out his phone from his back pocket and placed it in my hands. I added a new contact and named it ‘Sexy Sophie ;).’ He laughed throwing his head back. “I’ll seeya later!” I waved at him as I walked back to my apartment.