Resolution

Waking up this morning was not fun. Not at all.

I raised my head to look at the alarm clock, 11:00 a.m. My head pounding as I read the numbers. Getting up to go get a glass a water I reach over to my bedside table and pick up my phone. I had a message.

‘So…last night was fun ;)’ From Harry.

Holy shit. Harry. Harry Styles. I made out with Harry fucking Styles on my front porch! The realization flooded through me as my heart began to beat against my chest. What do I text back? Do I even text back? Where’s Jason?

“Jason!” I call out.

I hear his footsteps hurrying down the hall, “Elle, what’s wrong? Are you ok? Is it the panic attacks again?” He bursts through the door and runs over to me. “Hey, hey just breathe. You gotta just breathe Elle, come on, breathe with me.” He starts slowly breathing in and out holding me steady as I try to copy him.

“I…I’m sorry…Harry, what happened?” I said in between heavy breathes.

He held my cheeks in his hands so I was forced to look at him, “Elle, everything’s fine. You’re fine. You made out with Harry Styles and that’s cool as fuck, you’re gonna be a fucking legend!” He said laughing.

His humor in times of my anxiety always calmed me down. My breathing returned to a normal pace. “I’m so sorry I thought maybe something else happened that I couldn’t remember and he just texted me and he’s so hot Jesus Christ he’s so fucking hot.” I said sitting back down on the edge of the bed.

“Ok, ok, you don’t need to brag about how amazing you’re love life is now. Wait, did you say he texted you?” He said sitting down next to me.

I tossed him my phone, “How do I reply to that? I wanna be witty because I feel like he likes a girl who’s good at being witty. But maybe he likes a girl who’s like more sexy? I’m not sexy I can’t do that I’m so bad at talking to everything.” I throw myself down on the mattress.

“Elle, come on, you can totally be witty. You’re sarcastic and funny with me all the time!” He said handing me back my phone.

I sighed, “Ok, so you definitely agree with me about the sexy part though.”

“No, no, I didn’t say that! I mean I’ve just never seen you be that way…I just think you’re beautiful.” He said rushing the last part, “And those are two totally different things, ya know?”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. So, I’ve gotta go with something witty then.” I picked up my phone and started typing.

‘Yeah it was, but waking up hungover this morning is definitely not on my ‘fun list’’ I showed the text to Jason and with his approval I pressed send.

Not even a minute later I got a response, ‘Is getting coffee with me in an hour on your ‘fun list’?’

Damn, he’s good. ‘I won’t know if it’s fun unless I try it right?’

‘No you won’t. I’ll come pick you up in an hour. :)’

Let’s see if I can get through a day of hanging out with Harry without an overwhelming urge to make out with him.

Notes

Hi, sorry this is sort of just a filler chapter to lead into the next one! I'll try to have it up soon I've been having major writers block with school starting up again!!

If you guys like the story please please let me know! Or message me with any ideas/thoughts you have about where the story should go, I'd love to hear from you guys :)