JUST GOT LUCKY novel Chapter 28

CHAPTER 28

CONTROVERSIAL

LINDY'S POV

The following morning, I had woken up with the view of Harry sleeping in front of me in my phone. I realized that I have fallen asleep when we were talking last night and the call did not end. I stare at him as he sleeps while he snores lightly with his parted plump lips. He looked incredibly peaceful in his sleep and it was such a wonderful sight to see.

“Good morning.” I greeted him even if he was still sleeping.

I gathered myself out from my bed, plugged my iPhone charger and decided to take a shower to get ready to school. I hurriedly took a bath and rushed back to my bedroom where I see Button barking, “Good morning my baby Button.” I petted her head. “Did you sleep well?”

She barks at me but I tell her, “You have to stay quiet because someone is sleeping.”

I dried myself up and changed to my usual clothes. I seeButton over my bed and barking at my iPhone. “Button!” I rushed to her and carried her over my arms until I see a smiling Harry who juwt woke up from his sleep.

He smiles at me with his sleepy puffed eyes. “Good morning baby.”

I smiled back, “Good morning. I’m so sorry if Button woke you up.”

He shakes his head while he was rubbing his eyes. Harry looked really cute seeing him jsut waking up, “It’s fine.” He answers.

“Why didn’t you end the video call when I ad already fallen asleep?”

“Because I wanted to watch you sleep and I eventually fell asleep too.”

I chuckle, “I hope I was not snoring.”

“You didn’t.”

“Because you did.”

He facepalmed himself while he chuckles adorably, “My snores are cute.”

I smile.

“Well, I ahve to let you off now. You need to get to school.” He tells me,

I nod, “Yeah, I do have to eat now. I will talk to you later.”

He nods, “Text me when you’re in school.”

“Alright.”

“Take care my baby. Bye-bye Button!” Harry waves and smiles at us.

I pulled Button’s paw and waved it at him before I ended the call. I began to rush downstairs.

Last night was incredible.

It was full of fun, laughters, jokes, chocolates and tons of craziness with those guys I really enjoyed the entire night and was able to hang out with One Direction. I thought they had that diva behabior most celebrities have when they’re really famous but those five guys seemed so down-to-earth and totally didn’t feel like I was with celebrities. It felt like I wasn't hanging out with world famous billion dollar boyband but instead it felt like I was hanging out with a bunch of ordinary guys sneaking into a Canadian amusement park.

It was evidently shown last night that they really helped Harry in planning for a perfect way to get away from the paps and fans. I was glad that I was alble to enjoy my night with them as I got to know them a whole lot better and not as a fan. They talked a lot, joked around quite a lot, ate so much sweets without worrying and poking fun at each other and they are totally a bunch of good looking guys who are so funny and full of enthusiasm. It felt like they were my brothers from how caring and thoughtful they were towards me.

Harry is lucky to have them as his friends or brothers.

I smiled at myself remembering everything we did last night. Liam's sleek moves and daddy-like attitude. Zayn's adorableness and his crazy pranks to the other boys in the alley. Louis' insanely funny jokes and sarcasm. Niall and his contagious laugh that makes all of us laugh along with him. And Harry..

Harry's dimpled smile, his green eyes, those chestnut curls and how he makes funny faces yet still manages to look so hot and handsome. And of course, his knock knock jokes.

It was a happy morning when suddenly I hear Avery cry from the kitchen. I hurriedly ran to the kitchen and stared at her bawling her eyes out. She grabbed a tissue paper and wiped her tears away. Okay, not a good morning for herbut did she fight again with Ted?

"Why are you crying?" I asked.

Her sob got louder.

"Avery! What's wrong with you?" I asked again.

"I feel like my heart is broken. Shattered into pieces. I cannot accept it! No!!"

Drama. Too much drama, I cannot.

And the best actress award goes to….

Avery Swanepoel.

"Uhh..." I didn't know what to say. "You broke up with Ted?"

"Sadder than that!" She answered.

I looked around, “Sadder than that?” I repeated but she just kept crying while I continued looking for mom and dad. "Where's mom and dad?" I asked while turning my head to her.

"They left early." She said while sniffing.

I ignored her drama and strated eating my breakfast.

"This is so heartbreaking. I can't even.... Ugh..." She muttered to herself.

As soon as I finished breakfastm I grabbed my stuff and headed out of the house with a gloomy Avery. If she didn’t fight with Ted, then what happened to her? I got inside the car and we drove to school while she was just quietly listening to One Direction's You and I song. Okay, I don't know what was wrong with my sister. She's so creepy today. She didn't nag at me, yelled or even told me to hurry up. She is really sad. What's wrong with her? When we got to the school, I texted Harry that I arrived safe before I hurriedly went to my room and classes had started quickly. I was right on time.

In the middle of class, I pulled my phone out and stared at the pictures that we had last night. The group picture, the wacky and the jump shots. It were all pieces of things that will make me remember it forever. It will help me remember how I spent one night with One Direction, how fun it was bring with them and how free they were without being followed by the paparazzi.

As I moved to the next photo, it was me and Harry. His smile was the first thing I noticed on the the picture since it was cheeky and happy. His hands were held on my waist while his eyes looked in pure bliss and mine too. I moved to the last photo, and it was still the two of us. The way he stared at me on the photo makes me feel as if he wants me the way I want him. His green eyes that I've always loved ever since I stared at them were magical and looked as if they were confessing.

I hurriedly went to the settings and changed my home screen with that photo. I think it's time to replace my hamster's picture.

After a while, the bell finally rang for lunch. I walked to the cafeteria and met up with Martha. She looks fine than the last time I saw her. "Hi." I greeted her while sitting down.

"Hey." She answered.

"What's with the sad face?"

She sighed. "It's end of the world."

"What?!" I snorted while chuckling.

"What are you talking about Martha?" I asked again.

"Oh he's taken. All of the girls are mourning." She mumbled.

I started eating and wondered what a weird day today was.

First, Avery.

Now, Martha.

She barks.

“But what would I say? How would I say it?”

She walks away from me and started playing with my fleece blnket.

I grabbed my pillow and dumped my face on it because it was really hurting. I wanted to un-feel this feeling of growing jealousy inside me because I didn’t like it. Why does it hurt when it shouldnt hurt? Why does it hurt when he's not even mine? Why do I feel like crying?

I don't wanna see the picture because it will only hurt me more. I'm scared..... I'm scared to face the fact that I'm sure she's much prettier than I do. Much taller than me. A blond, probably. He told me he likes blondes. I grabbed my phone from my bag and stared at the screen.

Eight messages from Harold...

Five missed calls from Harold...

I breathe heavily out my mouth.

What do you still want from me? You have a girlfriend! Stop flirting with me!

Wait, is he going to apologize because he knew I was gonna get hurt and get jealous over it?

Just open his goddamn Instagram, Lindy!

I opened my Instagram account, I slowly searched his name and then it appeared. I was doubting in pressing his display photo but I knew I had to see this for myself. I had to find out who that woman is and maybe confront him. After a few seconds of staring at his display photo, I finally had the courage to click it as it opened to his Instagram account. My eyes literally widened in my eye sockets as my heart begins to pound in my chest and I swear to God I should laugh at myself because the woman that I am jealous about is nobody else but me.

Shit, that's me.

A smile grew on my face and all the negative feelings just vanished like thin air. I couldn't believe it! It was me. That is really seriously me. The photo was obviously from last night at the bowling alley and then I remembered when I saw a flash from last night and it was from him.I am undeniably speechless that he posted this photo on his Instagram!

Im on Harry Styles' Instagram!

I stared lomger at the photo which he posted on Instagram that was in black and white and I can definitely attest to it that that is really me because I was there. I read his caption that goes…

"and suddenly all the love songs were about her..."

My smile widens and it feels like it does not want to leave my face anytime soon.

I opened his messages and he was worried where have I gone to when he has not received any text from him. I felt embarrassed for jumping into conclusions and overthinking when I should have handled the situation confidently to assess the first without overthinking.

I am so sorry I was not able to reply, I just had a lot of things in my mind. -Lindy

I decided to read Harry’s comment section and it was immensely flooded with comments from his fans while the photo has now reached millions of like. Wow.

@heyheyharry WHO IS SHE!!

@LaurenBriggs whoever the girl is, she is damn DAAAAAMN lucky

@hannahs_havana I S2G. can you just be happy for @harrystyles? Hating her gets you nowhere just because she is seeing him.

@HarrehxStyles I SERIOUSLY NEED HER IG ACCOUNT

@StylesIsMyBoo I thought all the love songs were about me????

The other comments were more hateful comments about me and I didn’t want to read more of it because I didn’t want tobe in a bad mood. Nobody knows about me and Harry and I think it is much safer if we don’t go out in public to keep my privacy hidden. It would be too troublesome to be involved in his world having fans that gets triggered when he’s seen with another woman.

Instead, I looked through the messages he sent me earlier and felt sad reading the last one that he sent me a couple of hours ago.

Baby, did I do something wrong? Please text me. My flight is at 10PM so I’m sleeping the entire afternoon to get some rest. Talk to me, please. I miss you. - Harry