Kiwi

8

I put my phone back on the on the night stand and walk back to the closet to grab my clothes.

I grabbed a crop top with a Beatles album, on it and a pair of baggy jeans. I put in some black crocs this time cause I'm only going to go see Harry, and he wouldn't care.

As I got the things I needed I headed out to go to my bathroom. I was walking and I almost walked into Sarah. She was standing in my door frame with her arms crossed and a smug look plastered across her face.

"What?" I asked her knowing what she was going to say next.

"Oh nothing, but that you are going to hang out with Harry! While me and Mitch are going out," she said loudly but the last part quiet, "you haven't told Devante about Jamaica yet?! We're leaving in a week!"

"Woah. One, we're just hanging out cause we're bored, two, I haven't told Devante about Jamaica because I'm scared that he won't let me go, and three, don't act like you didn't just say your going on a DATE with Mitch!" I rambled off

"Well this isn't about me, it's about what I herd." She says

"Well," I mock her as I start, "I need to get ready to just hang out with Harry. So if you'd let me go to my bath room that'd be great." I finished giving her a fake playful smile.

"Sure, just hang out. He's probably got something super romantic planed," she says as she stepped aside to let me through. "He's going to change your mind about dick face!" She screamed while I walked down the hallway. I giggled but didn't respond.
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I'm in the car to head to Harry's, I'm playing my playlist which consist of one direction, the Beatles, queen, David Bowie, and random songs I've herd on the radio.

I'm almost to Harry's house when I hear my phone ring. It's Harry.

As I anwser j hear a strong British accent whine, "where are you!! It's 12:59"

"I actually can't make it," I lie to him

"Oh," his tone of his voice dropped in a heart beat, "may I ask why? Or it it too personal?"

I try hard not to laugh as I say, "Sarah asked me to fold her dishes, then to take her pet snake to pick out some shoes. Maybe we can make plans for Wednesday?" I say almost laughing.

"Sounds great, I'll let you know... wait a minute," he says and I can't help but laugh, " you actually had me thinking you weren't coming."

"I'm outside idiot." I say as I park in his drive way.

I hang up the phone and get out of my car. As I shut the door, I turn and see Harry with a embarrassed smile on his face.  Wearing sweats and a tee shirt.

I  laugh as I walked up to his door. As I walked through the door frame Harry shakes his head.

"I knew you were gullible but didn't think it was that bad." I say as I put my keys and sunglasses on his kitchen island.

"I'm not gullible," he starts, "I just was excited so I wasn't thinking clearly."

"Common, you couldn't have been that excited." I bend leg up to take croc off.

"You'd think you so," he says as he watched me, "I couldn't wait to see those very fashionable crocs of yours."

"I know right, 1 million dollars to get the custom made." I joke with him.