Chapter 4:
ROSALIE'S P.O.V:
As I was about to exchange Skype names, a group of girls stamped on my foot and pushed me to take a glimpse at Harry.
"Don't you even think about it, he's mine. Back off" said a girl, looking about the same age as me. She purposely trotted on my foot and dirtied my shoes. I looked at her in disgust and left as quickly as I can. What was I thinking? Why am I exchanging my Skype with him? Yes he was very charming and sweet but he probably does this to about thousands of girls. He can get anyone he wants, what makes me any special? What am I thinking, we're just friends. I have a boyfriend, what is wrong with me. But part of me wanted to go back and tell him my Skype. No Rosalie, keep walking.
"There you are! What did you order?" said Amy as she spotted me walking down the road.
"Just got a milkshake and you found the dress?" I smiled to cover up my disappointed to what just happened.
"Yes, last one. So lucky! Can I have some?" She grabbed my milkshake and finished it in about 2 minute straight.
"Finally, felt as if I was going to die of thirst" She disposed the milkshake in the bin and grabbed my hand and pulled me to a local restaurant. Food. Yes. Food will always make me happy.
"You seem different, what happened?" Amy is like my long lost sister, even though we just properly met a week ago I feel as though I can talk to her about everything.
"I just met Harry Styles" I said calmly.
"The boy from One direction? REALLY?!" Amy shouted making silence run through the restaurant.
"Hahaha, Shhhh! He was really nice, we talked a lot and we were going to get into contact but these girls didn't like the fact we were talking so whatever I walked off" I said and took a gigantic gulp of my orange juice.
"Intense. But did you at least take a photo with your boyfriend?" She grinned.
"No I didn't actually, I actually forgot to ask. And he is not my boyfriend hahaha. And plus I felt as though we were friends for ages, is that weird?"
"Not at all! But that's great you met him, maybe if fate's nice to you, you'll bump to him sooner or later" She smiled encouragingly, and took a big bite of her steak.
Little did I know, fate was actually being genuine for once in my life.
HARRY'S P.O.V:
It was approximately 4pm and the we decided it was time for us to go. We took pictures with the owners, Rob and Peter and thanked them for the drinks. We absolutely love this place, and try as often as possible to visit. As we all went into the car, I stared outside the window thinking of when I can see Rosalie again. It felt nice to talk to her, and for some reason I just really wanted to be her friend. I wanted to get to know her; I wanted to hear her Australian Accent...
"Mate, you didn't get her twitter?" Said Louis who knew how disappointed I was and sympathetically patted my back.
"She said she didn't have one" I said.
"Really? Did you get any of her contact details?" said Zayn.
"I was going to get her Skype but a group of girls pushed her and I didn't want to be rude to them but I looked back a minute after and she left" I sighed and pulled my phone out.
"Ooo, she's going to play hard to get" chucked Louis.
"Is it weird that even though I'm attracted to her, I just really want to get to know her and be her friend or am I just being extremely corny?"
"Not at all mate, you just really like her but not in that way. Be old fashioned like me, and how I met Eleanor, and get to know her first" said Louis, smiling his big grin.
"Thanks babycakes, but what if I never see her again?"
"I'll bet you 10 pounds you will see her again soon" said Zayn who laid his hand out.
"Deal" I smiled and shook it.
2 Weeks Later
ROSALIE'S P.O.V:
2 Weeks have passed and I am feeling dreadfully homesick. I miss the hot, sweaty, fly-infested roads where it seemed appropriate to wear singlets, shorts and flip flops. I miss talking and laughing with my best friends, I miss cooking with my mum, I missed hanging out with my dad, and I miss fighting with my brothers. Even though I have created amazing friendships in my class, I haven't meant someone who you would look as your "best-friend". There was a girl named Lily, and she was so sweet and we get along really well but she never has time to hang out because of her own part-time job constantly kills her free time. Although I am not proud of it, I can't help but wonder what Harry was doing. After he mentioned twitter, I seemed to constantly look at his updates and one read:
Harry_Styles 5th October 2011:
I would love to meet you again...
I couldn't help but wonder if this was about me. Here I go again, constantly imagining and providing high hopes again. I looked at the time and it would be approximately late night/early early morning in Australia and I am missing my boyfriend, George. People say Long distance relationships don't work but he's my childhood sweetheart. We've been through so much and he makes me so happy, but it's putting quite a strain on our relationship because it's so hard to contact without waking the other up.
"Rosalie! Could you do be a big favour and pop down to get me a few groceries? I would do it myself but I'm currently cooking us a massive girl's meal and have to supervise a few things?" shouted Amy.
"No problem babe! I was planning to go get a strawberry milkshake anyway"
"You've been going their daily, in hope you'll meet him again?" Damn she knows me too well.
"Uh.. no! Their milkshakes are so addictive, plus I'm having weird sugar cravings ever since I got that major assignment so let's say this is my break" I grinned at her and grabbed my woolly cardigan and oversized clutch.
"Don't take too long!" Amy frantically ran to her wallet and gave me money and a list of things.
"I won't, I'll call or text you if something comes up" I fixed up messy hair which I haven't brushed yet, but it still gave it a natural look. I didn't bother placing makeup just some lip balm, who would spot me anyway. I placed on my aviators and headed out the door.
HARRY'S P.O.V:
"I am craving for some milkshakes" exclaimed Niall, licking his lips as he mentioned it.
It was our group's day off after a hard week of book signings and interviews and Simon thought we deserved a short break as next week we'll start finalising our anticipated album. I am absolutely stoked; never in my life did I imagine to be where I am today.
"Harry how was that girl last night?" grinned Zayn, as he said that all the boys stopped their play station games and looked up to me eagerly.
"Mmmm, we did stuff but didn't mean anything." I mumbled, regretting the events that happened last night. "She was cool and everything but we just took advantaged over each other, didn't really...uh...talk, more just actions." I fiddled my thumbs as I was saying this.
"You got to stop comparing chicks to that Rosalie girl." Said Liam.
"I know, I know, but... I can't explain it" I sighed and began scrolling through twitter.
"Sure, does explain those tweets about her" I looked up as Louis said this and blushed ridiciously.
"Was it that obvious?"
"I've received thousands of tweets from your lady fans, demanding who you were talking about but I just said you were talking about me, weren't you sugar cakes? You're not cheating me with an Australian girl righttt?" Louis ran over and sat on my lap, rubbing his face against mine.
I burst out laughing and looked at the time.
"Hey, you guys wanna just go hang out and get something to eat, or just walk around?" suggested Zayn.
" Good idea, I am going to die of starvation if something wont enter my stomach in the next 2 hours" chuckled Niall and immediately ran to get his coat.
"Wait, what if the fans see us and get a crazy mob?" I really did miss my privacy.
"They have school today plus no-one knows we're going so it won't spread. Let's just go for a few hours!" Louis ran to grab his keys and as we headed out of our apartment we walked around, thankfully not many people recognised us. As Niall opened the door to Milkshake City, I heard frantic steps and a voice calling me. Oh great, please.
"Harry! Looks like we meet again" a mysterious voice appeared but I turned around as I instantly recognised the sweet, Australian Accent.