After my shift ended at the bakery I slipped off my apron and made sure I had all the dough out to rise overnight. I tried to focus on closing up but my mind kept wandering. Actually it wasn’t wandering, it was thinking about one specific thing, well person.
Harry.
Something about that boy made me want to talk to him more, not let him leave. I’ve never been that boy-crazy girl though. I mean yeah I had a boyfriend in high school but Spencer and I broke up about a year ago. I just didn’t even bother trying to find another guy. I mean sure it hurt a lot when we broke up but I wasn’t completely broken. Spenc and I just grew apart. Besides, I had trouble letting people see my feelings. After my dad started drinking and the beatings started, I built up a wall to protect myself. Karen was about the only person who’s seen past that shield.
But despite that fact that Harry seemed like a total womanizer, he had given me butterflies when I looked into those green orbs. And past the shield of cockiness in his eyes, I saw nervousness. Wait what am I even saying? I met him for like 10 minutes max and here I am thinking about him like this. Why would someone as hot as him even want you. Just drop it I told myself as I walked out of the shop.
I hurried down into the subway station or the “tube” as they call it here. I didn’t drive here because one; I wasn’t old enough. I didn’t turn 18 until December. And two; I’d probably, no I know I’d kill someone if I tried to drive on the wrong side of the road. After the short ride I walked up to the complex I now called home. Once my key turned in the knob, I stepped into my shoe box size apartment. Yeah, I admit there are probably hotel rooms bigger than this apartment but I loved it. It was cozy and gave me a sense of home. Right when you walked in there was the little kitchen to the right and a 4 seat dinning table. The small living room is straight ahead. Off the living room is my bedroom and next to it the bathroom. I think I loved this little apartment so much because it belonged to me and only me. I had signed the lease. I paid the bills. It was completely mine and I was proud of it.
I slung my bag off my shoulder and onto the small table beside the door. I took of my converses and slipped on my soccer sweatpants and sweatshirt. I had played soccer all the way through school. I opened the fridge and grabbed a bowl of strawberries to munch on. I flopped down on the couch and turned on the T.V. That stupid essay could wait, I already had 4,000 words so I think I deserved a small break.
I channel surfed and finally settled on some random gossip show because nothing good was on. God I really was desperate if I was actually choosing to watch a gossip program. Some chick with way to much makeup was talking about this hot boy band called ‘One Direction’ that had recently finished their first U.S. tour . Apparently they were from England and Ireland and are super popular. Yep, never heard of them. Thus proving I really don’t have a life. Then a picture of the band flashed on the screen.
On my T.V. was Harry, Louis, Zayn, Liam, and Niall.
Now, I’ve been surprised in my life before, but I was completely dumbfounded as I stared at the boys on the screen. I had just met the hottest band in England.
Once I recovered from the shock of this realization I slowly started to put everything together. All of them had been wearing hats or beanies. They all had sunglasses on in October. The way they had seemed surprised I didn’t recognize them or scream or something. It should have been so obvious that something was different about them. God I’m such a hermit. Probably every girl in the world was dying to even get a glance at these boys and I had just had a conversation with them, totally oblivious to their fame.
Way to go Roxy, way to go.Jesus I must have looked like such and idiot.
I shut off the T.V. and grabbed my laptop. I quickly open up skype and smiled when I saw Karen on chat. I click on her and in a second her cheery, face popped up on the screen. “Hey girl!!!” Karen squealed with her ear to ear smile. “Hey Kar” I answered with equal enthusiasm. “So what’s up Roxy?” I grinned at her, “You’ll will not believe what happened at work today”