The New Girl

{66} Chicken friend, a bakery mess, and happy

Harry's POV:

Gemma was yelling at me to call her but it was much more complicated now. I had to figure this out. Grace lives close to me, really close. I never saw this coming and I'm so excited. But I'm fucked. In the short time span that she left, things have happened.

"Grow some balls and text her already!" Gem repeated herself.

"To do what!?"

"Anything really!" She shrugs, "you've been freaking out ever since you saw her."

"Shit Gem, I'll text her. You're freaking out more than me and you're not the one who likes her, Donut."

I only call her that to piss her off...

"You just call me that piss me off." She huffs.

I laugh weirdly and throw my pillow at her butt, "Get out."

It's much quieter when Gemma leaves. It's just me and my phone, Harry. Just me and my phone. I quickly respond to some texts from Chelle. I seriously feel like its 2012, when I liked her. It's like déjà-vu.

"Hiiiii.. Can I take u around Holmes chapel 2niiiight?.x -H"

A little later I get back, "Sure:) I haven't really been out, anyways. xx -Gracie"

So that's that then. Tonight I'm taking Gracie out in Holmes Chapel, in my hometown. I never thought this would happen. I hope I don't screw it up.

Grace's POV:

"There's no overdoing it! He's your old love!" Lyss put a hand on her hip.

I sighed loudly and threw the leggings and sweatshirt in my drawer. I really don't know what to wear. Lyssa suggests this whole skirt outfit and has it laid out. Right now, I'm sort of stuck with wearing it. No casual clothes for me. I don't know what Harry likes a girl to wear truthfully.

After putting on Lyssa's outfit, I decide I like it. I really do. I just hope that Harry will like it. It's one of my maroon sweaters with Lyssa's high skirt. Then I also have high black socks so it's not as cold. Oh it still will be though.

In the back of my mind I wondered what Niall would do. You know, if he knew Harry and I lived so close to eachother now. If he knew I was going to be with him tonight.  He would be as shocked and confused as I still am. My nerves that I used to get when hanging out with boys is coming back. It's really strange feeling that again with Harry.

Lyssa and I stumbled down my huge stairs, practically racing each other. What the hell is this woman going to do while I'm gone? Talk with my dad. Yeah right. My phone said exactly five minutes before Harry should be here. I'm going out. I actually am and I'm going to have fun. Every night has consisted of movies, food, and Lyssa entertaining me. So this is very exciting.

Once we hopped in her cute blue car, I wondered why we haven't driven somewhere all these nights. She speeds most of the way and I roll my eyes. What did I expect with her. I told Harry it was easier to just meet somewhere. So now we're meeting by some coffee place called 'Lava Java' which I find entertaining.

Brick stores, Christmas lights, and people start to catch my eye. There hasn't been much to look at besides houses and grass. So this must be Holmes Chapel Square. The couples holding hands and groups of teenagers brighten my mood. I haven't seen this in so long. That's not a joke, I'm always at Brookwood. Yeah, with teenagers all in uniforms. But this - this is refreshing.