The next morning Harry comes to my apartment and picks me up. Then, we leave and head to my shop. When we arrive, the girls are there.
They stand there, wide-eyed, as we walk through the door and into the room.
"You're Harry Styles." Celia says.
"Celia, don't freak out." I say.
"Oh my gosh!" Jade says.
"Jade, don't faint!" I say.
The girls look my way, but then Harry starts to explain the situation.
After he finishes, the girls nod in agreement to the plan.
"How long will she be gone?" Celia asks.
"Where are you taking her?" Jade asks.
"We're going to California, and she'll be gone for about a month.... Is that too long?"
"Yes!" I say.
"No." Celia and Jade reply.
I look at the girls shocked.
"We can manage the store and if anything goes wrong, we have your number."
"Girls, I hate doing this to you." I say.
"But, you need happiness in your life and he's going to help you be happy!" Jade says.
"Go on, we'll be fine." Celia says.
We end up leaving and Harry takes me back home to pack. He decides to stick around while I do so too.
He sits on my bed, watching me go around my entire room putting clothes into my suitcase.
"So what's your favorite color?" He asks.
I look at him.
"Let's get to know each other." He says.
I laugh. "Yellow."
"Shoe size?" He asks.
"What?" I ask wondering where that question came from.
"I'll ask the questions, you answer them." He says.
"Seven and a half."
"Eight, if it's my ring finger. Nine if it's my thumb, middle or index finger." I say.
"Very good." He says.
I laugh a little.
"Favorite aquatic animal?"
"Starfish." I say.
"Interesting." He says. "Birthday?"
"The day before Christmas?!?!" He asks.
"Yeah, I was their present." I say.
He smiles. "Your favorite mysterious animal?"
"What is that supposed to mean?" I ask.
"An animal that's kinda mysterious to you."
"Ok, um, a wolf." I say.
"A wolf?" He asks. "Ok.... Friends?"
"Celia, Tess and Jade." I say.
"That's all?" He asks.
"Yeah, my High School friends ditched me Senior Year." I say.
"Well, because my Senior year changed me entirely. I went from geek to gorgeous, at least that what everyone said. I know I'm pretty, I'm not conceited about it when I say that I know I'm pretty, but I don't need a guy to tell me I'm beautiful. Although, I really wish guys would leave me alone, most of them want to date me for my looks."
"Well, I think you'd make a great model."
"Thank you. Actually, I wanted to be one.... But I was rejected by most companies, they all said the same thing, we decided that we don't need any more models right now..." I say.
"Ouch!" He says.
"Yeah, ouch. After all the hard work and the time I'd put into it, they'd decided to not hire any more models."
"You know, I'm glad that we're getting to know each other more." He says.
"Well, you're just questioning me, when do I get to question you?" I ask.
"Tomorrow." He says.
I smile and shake my head, continuing to pack for my trip.