The Mix Up || H.S

Chapter 1

After a tiring flight I was finally home. It was about a 5 hour plane ride from New York to California, but I was exhausted. I'm more of a morning person than a night owl and I wish I would have booked an earlier flight, but considering it's the holidays I'm lucky I even got a flight. On the flight I sat next to a woman and her crying baby and that only made me more tired.Once I got off the plane I headed straight to baggage claim. I loosely put hair into a messy bun because my thick brown hair doesn't seem to want to cooperate right now. My suitcase should be easy to find since it's more of a trunk than a suitcase and it has little mickeys all over it.

After about waiting 10 minutes I finally saw my luggage. I grabbed it and went to go find a cab. It was cold outside and I was only wearing a Beatles shirt and grey sweatpants. Now I was cold, tired, and cranky. I should be in my bed right now reading and starting to fall asleep. Once I got in the cab I gave him my parents address and as soon as I sat in the seat I put my earphones in and started to doze off. I woke up to my phone buzzing and saw a text from my mom.

Mom: Hey sweetie are u almost here?

As I started to reply we pulled up to my house. I tipped the driver, who for some reason had a smile on his face at this time of night and wished him a good night. I was so glad to finally be back home and see my family. Going to college at NYU was a dream come true, but I never really see my family anymore unfortunately.

It was 11:02 PM and I was a little surprised that my mom was still awake. Ever since I was a kid she was always sound a sleep by like 8. I punched in the code at the front door and as soon as I opened it a smile spread across my face.

"Rikki your home!" Yelled my mom.

"Did you miss me?" I asked like they do in all the movies. She got up off the sofa and greeted me with a long hug. Once she let go of me I headed upstairs to put my stuff down. As I came back downstairs my mom was waiting for me in the kitchen.

"Would you like some tea Bug?" Asked my mom.

"Yes please" I said in a tired raspy voice.

"So how was your flight?" She asked

"Pretty good, but I wish they had earlier flights because I'm super tired." I replied while yawning.

"Well feel free to crash whenever. Jasper's flight is coming in tomorrow around noon and I was thinking we could all go out for late lunch and maybe put up decorations together?" She asked in a cheery tone.

"Sounds good to me. Is Emma going to be with him?" Emma is Jasper's girlfriend, they have been dating since his freshman year in college. I personally don't like her and quite frankly I think my brother deserves better. She has always been rude to me and always seemed to get annoyed with me when I tried to hang out with my brother.

"No, she will be with her family for Christmas, but she might be coming down for New Years." She replied.

"Oh okay. If you don't mind I think I'm just going to take my tea to my room and try to get some sleep." I said yawning once again.

"Alright good night Bug I love you." She said as she handed me my tea.

"Love you too mom good night." I said as I headed upstairs. Once I got upstairs I decided to take a quick shower to relax my muscles. As I washed my hair I thought about my brother and Emma. They had been together for almost 4 years now and I have yet to meet someone. The last guy I dated was named Noah. He was sweet and all, but I knew that our relationship wasn't going anywhere. I felt the water start to run cold and I knew it was time to get out. I felt a little more relaxed and very sleepy.

I grabbed my trunk from the floor and set it on my bed. I opened my trunk and I did not find my pajamas or any of my clothes for a matter of fact. All that was in there were boxers, jeans, some button up shirts, t-shirts, and some pairs of men's ankle boots.

"MOM!" I screamed her name as loud as I could. I didn't stop until I heard her coming up the stairs.

"Rikki? Are you alright? Are you hurt?" She asked sounding very concerned.

"Yeah yeah I'm fine but THIS IS NOT MY SUITCASE!" I said in a very frustrated tone.

"How could you have possibly grabbed the wrong suitcase? Who else has a suitcase with mickeys all over it?" She asked letting out a little laugh.

"Do you think this is funny or something? Because if you can't tell I'm not amused." I said annoyed as how she found this funny.

"Sweetie it's not the end of the world. I bet there is a name tag or something on here." She said while rummaging through this persons clothes. " See, look what I found."

She pointed to a tag with a phone number on it and the name Harry Styles.

"Bug I'm going to bed. Just send him a text saying you grabbed the wrong suitcase and would like to know if you guys could meet up and exchange your luggage." She said and left me in my room.

It's now 1 in the morning and I don't have the energy to deal with this right now. All I was left with was a random guy's clothes, a name, a phone number, and a very frustrated me. Since I had no clothes and my mom was asleep, I grabbed a shirt from the trunk and put it on. I could smell a very faint scent of cologne and mint. I climbed into bed and closed my eyes, slowly staring to fall asleep.

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Well that was a good start. So what did you guys think? I would love to hear some feedback and any tips I can get. Thanks for reading and I hope u enjoyed the first chapter:) See you next chapter.