The day I get out the hospital I have work. My mom doesn't hesitate to make me go even though there is a big risk for me to get the fever back. All I can do is obey since I'm only 16, and I have no word in my life decisions at the moment. (I have no idea if I made her 16 in the beginning or not)
I'm walking down the same scary, ghetto alley I was walking through the day before I got sick. If I start running, dogs will start chasing me, if I stay here any longer someone else will start chasing me. I try to seem like I'm just casually walking with a fast pace. I reach the address that I have on my note, and hand them the pizza. I quickly begin heading back to my car.
While I'm walking I hear footsteps. My heart begins to beat faster and faster as they get louder. The presence of a human felt so close to me now, that my entire life passed through my mind in the matter of a second. I kept thinking that I'm gonna get murdered, but in my luck it was the curly cute boy named Harry Styles.
"What are you doing here Tomika?" he questioned.
"I have work, and obviously trying to deliver people's pizza," I stated with an obvious tone. It looks like I don't like Harry, but it's more like I'm super nervous, because he is a famous boy that talks to me.
"How can you be working the day you got out the hospital?"
"Ask my pushy mom that has power over my life more than I do."
How did he even know I just got out the hospital?
"Don't work. You are not recovered yet," he said like he was concerned about me or something.
"What are you expecting me to do? Quit work?"
"Why don't you just hang with me, and the boys today? We don't have a show until 8pm tonight," he suggested making me even more nervous, and stuck with answers. He was walking along with me with his hands in his pockets, and his legit biceps flexed, and in contact with his sides.
"I-I uh..." I struggled with getting words out of my mouth.
"I thought it could be fun. You are pretty cool, and you might get to know us better."
I smiled. "Okay. I guess I could."
He grinned giving me hints that he is feeling excited, which makes me smile even wider, but I turn my face the opposite direction, and hide my face so he doesn't see how hard I'm trying not to smile much more.
"Do you have any One Direction fans at work?" he asked with a smirk, and his eyes looking into mine. The second he asked that question I thought of my co-worker.
I drove us both to my work place. He walked behind the building and I followed him. "Where is the entrance?" he whispered. I pointed at the door that was right in front of him, and giggled. "Right," he said most likely facepalming himself in his mind.
I stood at the door looking out for fans, as he walked inside to surprise my co-worker. I heard a scream from inside, and I knew exactly what it was. I saw Harry walk her my her arm, and then whispered something in her ear. She looked at me, and nodded at him. Harry gave her a hug, and walked over to me. He gave me a thumbs up, and walked out the door. I walked out as well, and closed it.
"What did you do?" I asked curious.
"Don't worry about it," he answered walking away with his usual smirk, leaving me wonder.
What is going to happen today? Me hanging around with Harry, and his lads? What kind of a dream am I dreaming..