After lunch, the day goes on as usual. By usual I mean no more incidents with Ashton and no more running into the boys. Around 6:30 I decide to go shopping. My closet currently consisted of sandals and sneakers so I could use some heels. I decide to wear a short black dress and just when I thought things were calm, they go bad. 

     As I'm walking to the garage, I hear a voice say "Where are you going dressed like that?" 

         My eyes make their way to Ashton's. He's eyeing me up and down and studying my outfit. "What do you mean?" I say confused as to what he meant. "That dress is way too short." he says. 

    "Um ok? Why do you care?" I ask still confused. "You can't go out dressing like that. That's only for me to see babe." he says while a smug expression wipes across his face. He was clearly completely oblivious to the fact that I had no interest in him. That little situation earlier must've given him mixed signals. 

     "You can't stop me babe." I say mimicking him. His eyes turn dark and his knuckles turn white. His face changes from smug to angry as I walk out into the garage. I step out and grab the keys to the red Mercedes Benz. I use the keys to open the garage door and leave. 

         After stopping by Forever 21, Sephora, Ulta, H&M, and multiple other stores, I stop by a little pizza place. When I open the door, the strong smell of pizza hits me. I find a small booth at the end of the small place and sit to look at the menu. I finally decide on getting a slice of pepperoni pizza and a small coke. 

      A young man that seemed around my age comes to take my order. He was extremely cute. He was tan, muscular, tall and brown eyes. His entire right arm consisted of various colored tattoos and he had a lip piercing. I tell him my order and he simply nods and walks away. 

         About 30 minutes later, he comes back with my order in hand along with a brownie that I clearly didn't order. "Excuse me I didn't order this." I tell him smiling. "Don't worry it's on the house." he says ending his sentence with a small wink. I smile at him and mumble a quiet "Thank you." 

               When I finish eating, I ask for the check and the same guy comes back and gives me the receipt. I look at it and realize that he wrote his number on it. I giggle like a little schoolgirl and notice that he wrote his name; Harry. As I walk out, I see him looking at me and I give him a smile and a wink. 

         That night, I fall asleep watching movies and dream of the tattooed boy in the pizza place. Something about his soft brown eyes and rugged features made me have a feeling that we were gonna be close.

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~ A/N ~ 

this one was short but I didn't have time to make it longer. sorry -nicole xx