Brokenhearted-5

Bri's Point of View

I wake up and grab my phone from the night table.

'Meet me at my house in an hour. It's an emergency!' sent from Harry. Fifty minutes ago!

I jump out of bed and run to my bathroom. I brush my hair and teeth.

"Going to Harry's!" I yell running out the front door grabbing the keys on the way out.

Once at Harry's I walk up the drive to the front door, knocking on the wood door.

I then realize I'm in pajamas with only hot pink socks on my feet and a messy bun on my head.

Harry's Point of View

I open the door to Bri in her pajamas. She must have changed in the middle of the night.

"Uhm?" I ask laughing at her appearance.

"I was sleeping," she explains.

"Did you rush over?"

"You said it was an emergency!"

"I didn't think you would hurry."

"You scared the crap out of me!"

"Sorry."

"Well since there's no emergency I'm going home."

"No stay," I plead.

"Ugh fine."

She walks past me into my flat and lays down on the couch.

Bri's Point of View

Harry scared me! "You know you suck," I say moving further down the couch so he can't sit down.

"I know. I'm sorry."

"Well I skipped breakfast. So what's for lunch?"

"Really?"

"You owe me."

He sighs and brushes his hand on my cheek then heads to the kitchen.

I decide nows my chance to explore.

I leave the couch and climb up the stairs and open the first door I find. It's just a coat closet.

The second door is a bathroom. The third is I think his bedroom.

I walk in and look at everything. There's pictures of family and the rest of the band.

I pick up his phone and sit at the edge of his bed. I scroll through his contacts and find my number saved as, 'Most beautiful girl in the world.' Aw.

Harry's Point of View

I finish heating up Chinese food and go to the living room to get Bri.

She wasn't there so I try upstairs.

I find her laying down on my bed looking through my phone.

"Find what you were looking for?"

"Oh uh. Sorry." she hands me the phone back and looks down.

"Do you not trust me?"

"What?" she whispers snapping her head up.

"Why were you looking through my phone?"

"I was just curious."

"Well can you not be?"

"Excuse me?"

"I think you should go."

"I shouldn't have even came."

She gets up and storms out of the flat and slams the door on the way out.

Bri's Point of View

I drive to the nearest Starbucks and go in and sit down at a booth in the back.

I pull out my phone and set it on the table. I wipe my eyes from the tears and sniff.

"Excuse me. Are you alright?" A voice asks.

"Yeah."

"May I sit down?"

"Go ahead."

"I'm Gregg."

"I know," I laugh.

"So you watch Wizards of Waverly Place?"

"Of coarse. Who doesn't?"

He laughs. "Would you like anything to drink?"

"No thanks."

"Okay. May I ask what's up with your outfit?"

"A friend told me to go to their house because it was an emergency so I rushed over not grabbing shoes or changing."

"Well I like your socks."

"Thanks."

He takes my phone and puts in his number.

"I'll text you later," he says and leaves.

He was cute!