Love Song

First

My heart raced non-stop and I don't even think it would stop even when I saw Harry.

It was finally July as my mother pulled us up to the front of the college.

"Wow," I said as I looked at the college in awe. It was pretty big and had somewhat of an elegant, but casual style to the structure of the building.

Many students scattered on the campus, either bringing in things from home to fill up their dorm or just chilling with a friend or relaxing outside alone.

"Alright, baby," I heard my mom's voice crack as she placed her hand on my back, rubbing my back.

I turned to look at my mom to see the tears at the edge of her eyes.

"Aw, Mom, are you crying?" I asked as I enveloped into hug.

"Of course I am, my baby is growing up way past my eyes," we rocked side to side as she tried to choke on her words.

"I remember my favorite memory of you is when you first started to brush your teeth, it was like the first thing for you that made you start to take care of yourself," my mother cleared her voice and spoke then I laughed as we kept rocking.

I was gonna miss my mom and the pain came to my throat as I was going to cry, because I didn't want to cry anymore, because this was a happy moment for me.

"Oh, I'm gonna miss that laugh," she said and I swallowed the pain in my throat, smiling instead as I pulled away from my mother.

"Well, go on," she started in a whole different personality.

"I'll go get your things inside," she said, putting her sunglasses on that covered her brown eyes as I looked at her confused.

"But I can hel-No, Selena," my mother kept me from talking and she looked at me, tilting her sunglasses down to reveal those brown warm loving eyes I'll miss.

"You got a man waiting for you," she said and winked as a smile came to my face.

I opened the car door in a rush as my mom kept throwing her motivational words.

"Run, child, corres!" she spoke in Spanish and I laughed as I sprinted off to the entrance of the building. I saw a long line of students, trying to get to their rooms and I pressed through the doors with my hands, trying to look for a familiar curly-headed boy.

I rushed around some people, hurrying to see Harry, because I think my heart was speeding up even faster than ever before. I couldn't wait to see the look on his face.

The halls seemed to be the perimeter of a huge circle as I ran through the halls of the college. I passed several students in the hall here and there as I looked down different halls as I kept running.

I almost bumped into a kid holding a box, and told him sorry as I ran down another hall that seemed to curve.

Another group of students were coming down the hall the opposite way, but as soon as I got a full view of the students, I saw him way behind them. My heart hit me like a hammer in my chest as I saw his curls from afar.

I excused myself past the students as I saw Harry in full body carrying a box of stuff to his side and I sped up even more. He lifted up his head and his eyes lit up at my unexpected appearance.

He immediately gave me a shocked look then smiled as if he was relieved of something. Harry dropped his box in shock as I kept running towards him, and finally I jumped then landed into his arms in happiness, wrapping my legs around his waist.

Harry gasped and panted as if he couldn't believe while he fully wrapped his arms around me, and I hugged him as if fighting for my life, but Harry tumbled down after so much of a surprise as I stayed in his arms with a smile.

"I can't believe it...I ached so much, Sel," he choked and I wondered if he was crying. If so Harry had a big heart.

I stayed attached to him, not saying a word, but keeping my legs wrapped around him, keeping him in my hold as we settled on the carpeted floor in the hall.

My heart went to a steady beat as I became comfortable with Harry's warmth.

"It was a surprise," I said as I played with a small curl that was at his neck and I pulled away to see his face wet with tears.

"Oh no, Harold, don't cry...this is a happy moment," I told him as I wiped off his face with my hands and he laughed a bit, but I was surprised he didn't correct me on his name.

"I know, you just don't know how much it hurt me to leave my girlfriend," he said as the sadness came back into his eyes, and I tapped his nose, shaking my head.

"This is a happy moment, Harry," I said and smiled as he lifted me up along with himself, while I was still attached to him.

"You know I could get down," I said, as I was about to loosen from him, but he stopped me and gripped my thighs in his hold.

"Nope, if you're mine, I'm carrying you," Harry said with a smirk and I let out a sigh.

"Well, can I at least get a piggy back ride instead?" I asked as I stared into his eyes.

"Can I at least get a kiss?" Harry smiled and I rolled my eyes, pecking his lips, but then he pouted, knowing he only got a small taste and I smiled again, kissing Harry's lips long and gently. The dreams and magical worlds are all back to my mind.

I pulled away, noticing he had that quiff style to his hair again.

"Hey, what happened to the original?" I asked, as I lightly touched the wave of his hair, and he plopped me back down to my feet.

"Oh, I decided to do something new, love," Harry said as I moved around him and he hunched down for me to hop onto his back.

"Never thought you'd be into style like that," I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck and Harry picked up the box again, bringing me down then up.

"Well, my last name is Styles, Selena," he put emphasis on 'is' as he started to walk down the hall again then I rested my head against his back and I kept my hold on him to keep myself up.

"The incredible Harry Styles comes walking down the runway with a leopard fabulous blazer from Paris's most popular fashion industry," I announced in a man's voice and Harry laughed.

"Oh, you'd be surprised, love," he said as he continued to walk.

"Have you ever been to Paris?" Harry asked and I grew a straight face.

"Does it look like I should be in such a lovely place as...Paris?" I asked him.

"Yes, I know you'd look like a goddess," Harry commented and my cheeks warmed up as I lightly slapped his back.

"Why'd you slap me?" Harry asked and I turned my head to rest my other cheek on his back.

"Because you're being sweet and cute," I said in a shy voice.

"What's wrong with that?" he asked, as he turned into the next hall past another student.

"You make me blush," I told him and I didn't even know where I was gonna go with this conversation.

"You make me blush, too, love...there's no shame in that if we're dating," Harry said and I laughed.

"I know, and that's why I love you," I told him and I lifted my head up to look at him from the side.

"I love you, too, Ms. Gomez," Harry said to me, and I kissed his cheek.

"I love you more Mr. Gomez," I said as I stared down at his face and he laughed.

"I'm pretty sure it would be better if it was Selena Styles, excuse me," he coughed to correct me and I laughed and blushed all at the same time as the butterflies flew in my stomach.

"Okay, okay....Mr. Styles," I corrected it and I just stared at him from the side the rest of the walk.

"But I promise, I'm gonna take you to Paris one day," Harry said.