Louis
It was Saturday, 6am, which meant it was the day of the annual ski trip. I was waiting on Harry to come and pick me up from my place. It was a tradition of ours, he would pick me up for every trip, then bring me back home.
I tapped my foot against the pavement, pulling my beanie over my ears. It was snowing. I shuffled on my feet, wondering why I was so stupid to be wearing converse in the middle of December.
I squinted my eyes when I saw a car appear at the corner. I couldn't see through the darkness, but I knew it was Harry's car once it stopped in front of me.
"Hey.", he greeted and smiled, while he got out of the car to help me put my skis in the trunk.
I sat down in the passenger's seat and waited for him. In the mean time, I sent Jackie a message.
To: JV
Sent at: 6:04
