(Y/N) POV
Dating Harry Styles isn't all that its cracked up to be. Three months ago today, he became my boyfriend. He is the sweetest boyfriend ever. He would do anything for me, and I would do anything for him.
Since today is our three month anniversary, I decided to get him a gift... A new pair of shoes. If you haven't noticed, his brown boots are worn out. I wish he would start wearing converse again.
That is why I got him a new pair of white Converse! He threw his old ones away last year, for no reason... I really hope he like his gift.
Its currently 7:00. No calls. No messages. Nothing. Has he forgot about today? We always do something for our anniversary. I guess he just forgot.
He would have at least texted by now. Should I call him?
No, no. I shouldn't bug him.
I shouldn't be making a big deal out of this. I guess its okay if he forgot...
Okay, no it isn't! I worked hard to get his gift! Converse are a bit pricey. I had to work three extra hours this week to afford these. I'm broke now, as in I have no money left.
If he doesn't call me by 8:00, then I will know for sure he forgot.
I laid down on my bed and stared at my phone, hoping he would call or text.
Soon enough, 9:00 rolls by. I know, I know, I said 8:00 but I thought I should give him a bit extra time. Obviously he has forgotten or doesn't care.
Did he get me a gift? I really don't care if he got me anything or not. I just wanted to be with him. I stood up and grabbed my phone. Agh, I must have stood up too fast. A short wave of dizziness hit my head like a brick. Once my vision cleared, I slipped my phone into my pocket and walked to the living room to find my younger brother watching T.V.
"Where's mom and dad?"
"They went out for dinner and a movie."
Typical. When are they ever home? Never. Only to sleep, and sometimes eat. They are either out shopping, out with friends, or just hanging out at the mall. They just leave me here to watch my eight-year-old brother.
I pulled out my phone. Should I text Harry? I don't want to sound clingy or overdramatic.
Just then my phone started ringing. I got excited, thinking it was Harry! I looked at the screen to see Chloe's name come up. I was a bit let down, but still excited that I could talk to her about everything.
"Hey." I walked back into my room.
"Heyyy girlie! Whats up?" I smiled at how happy she always sounds. I can't help but smile while talking to her.
"Waiting. Harry forgot our anniversary. Surprise surprise. I even got him a gift! No texts or calls. Nothing!" I threw my free arm in the air and rolled my eyes.
"Just call or text him. See what he has been up to today." She sounded so carefree.
"Okay. Thanks for helping.. I'm going to go now."
"Let me know what happens!" And with that, I hung up.
I sat down on my bed and brought up Harry and I's messages.
"Hi." I sent the text. It took him no time to reply.
"Hi babe! How has your day been?"
Wow, funny he should ask.
"Terrible."
"Why?"
"You should know." I scoffed to myself. Next thing I know, Harry is calling me. Maybe I shouldn't answer. You know, give him the silent treatment. Show him how it feels to feel forgotten.
"What?" I answered. My fingers hit the answer button before I really thought about it.
"Tell me whats wrong." He sounded curious.
"It's nothing. It doesn't matter anymore. Look, I'm going to go shower and go to bed. Bye, Harry." I ended the call with that being said.
I tossed my phone on my dresser then walked to my bathroom. Turning on the water, I stripped down and turned on my stereo. I slipped into the hot water, letting the steam make the room hot and stuffy. The hot water relaxed my tense muscles, but I still couldn't stop thinking about Harry.
Why did he forget? Did he just not care? I thought maybe he was pretending to forget, then surprise me. I guess that isn't the case though.
I washed my hair with strawberry shampoo. My favorite! I scrubbed my body with soap and shaved my legs, then put conditioner in my hair. After rinsing everything off, I got out and wrapped a towel around my body and hair. Quickly, I walked into my room and got dressed in brown sweatpants and a pink tank-top. I ran a comb through my long brown, wavy hair and threw it to one side of my shoulder.
"[Y/N]! Harry's here to see you!" My younger brother shouted.
Great. Now I'll have to face Harry. I'll just give him his gift, then maybe he will catch on..
I ran to the living room to see Harry standing with his hands stuffed in his pockets. He was wearing the usual dark skinny jeans, tore up brown boots, and a white t-shirt. I stopped in front of him with the box of shoes behind my back.
"Why are you here?" I didn't mean to sound rude..
"I wanted to cheer you up! Plus, I haven't got to talk to you much today." He smiled.
I motioned him to follow me to my room, which he did.
"I got something for you." I held out the wrapped up box.
"Err, why?" Yep, he forgot.
"Just open it." He grabbed it and slowly opened it. Once he saw the new shoes he smiled and sat them on my bed.
"Thank you, Y/N. I really like it." He pulled me into a tight hug.
"Now, please, tell me whats been bothering you." He kissed the top of my head.
"Do you know why I got you that gift?" I pulled away from his embrace. He stayed silent.
"Today is our anniversary. We've always celebrated it, so I got you something. I guess you forgot or something." I shrugged.
"Oh my gosh, Y/N I'm so sorry! I did forget."
"Yeah, I know." I sighed.
"I'm a terrible boyfriend." He mumbled and took a seat on my bed.
"Harry, you're a great boyfriend. You just, forgot something important. It's fine." It really doesn't matter. Its not like he can do anything about it now. Its already 10:00 PM. At least I can spend time with him now.
"I should have remembered. I don't know how I forgot! I didn't get you anything, and you got me a lovely gift."
I stayed silent. There's nothing else to say. I sat down beside him and made him look at me.
"It is fine. As long as I get to spend time with you now, that's all that matters." I smiled, hoping to lighten the mood. He grinned and I knew he was okay.
"I'm really, really sorry that I forgot. I promise I'll make it up to you." He leaned his forehead against mine and I nodded. I felt his lips touch mine in a soft, but passionate kiss. I'm very lucky to have Harry, even if he does mess up sometimes.
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