*Cordelia's point of view*
Calm down, Lia. You're going to be fine.
So, today was the day of our graduation. The day I waited for an eternity to come. Well, I specifically did not hate school, I just didn't love it either.
Had it not been for Amy, my hotheaded blonde best friend who is also known as Amara and Niall, my fake blond best friend (hey no, don't judge already. There is no love triangle going on here) I might've ran away in a far country and living my life as a shepherd. Okay, that was a tad bit dramatic, I wouldn't have done that; the internet might be a huge reason behind it as well.
So, today we finally leave those horrible buildings I spent the past few years in. I was happy to leave but one thing kept my mood at bay; the only reason for my nervousness.
Harry Styles.
As a normal high school student, I too had a crush on the charming Harry Styles. He was my biggest motivator the entire year (well, he technically isn't aware of it that I might just be attending school to see him everyday but no one needs to know that).
For the first time in the past two years, I finally got the courage to talk to him. See, I would've talked before but he just isn't a very talkative person and neither does he have many friends. The only things that I know about him is that he is hot, British (basically what makes him hot in the first place) and he boxes (which makes him more hot) but apart from that I don't know where he lives neither do I have his number nor any basic information.
But today I am finally going to become friends with him, well I hope so. I have a complete plan; first, I'll ask him to be friends and then we'll talk almost everyday. There are two results: one, he might turn out to be a total douchebag and two, he might turn out to be a sweetheart and I might just fall in love. Both of these outcomes are good enough for me.
I mean, if he's a douche then I'll obviously hate him and then I can forget about him but if he's a sweetheart then I'll have a friend for life. That is just win-win, right?
So now I am on my way towards the secluded area behind the building where I am supposed to meet Harry.
Let me fill you on the details first. So, yesterday after a long emotional talk with Amy about him, (I still have no idea how we went from talking about history to talking about Harry Styles) she suggested I try to talk to him first as a friend. What an original idea!
And I did just that. Yesterday I ran into him at the medical store (so, um, yeah I may have learnt the time that he goes there by heart from when I actually ran into him) and then I asked him if we can talk, I'm not sure he even knows my name. I swear the awkwardness was almost burning me alive. He just replied with "Tomorrow after the ceremony, meet me behind the school building. I have to go right now."
His voice itself was hotter than ninety percent of guys. If hotness had a voice then it would be his. Deep, low and sexy. Stop simping, Lia. Okay, okay, sorry!
I am going to buy Amara a bowl of chocolate ice cream now, it's not that she deserves it or anything, I'm just too happy about that I finally have talked with Mr. Hotness overload.
She was one of those who was immune to the charms of Mr. Harry Styles. She thought he was a good person but she didn't have any specific opinion about him.
Niall, on the other hand, was completely against me asking him out. He was just being prejudicial. He sounded like Ron Weasley when he found out Harry was dating Ginny. I wasn't even asking him to date, I was just going to ask his number! I don't know why that seemed like a huge deal to him.
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Poisoned Wings (HS)
FanfictieCordelia Ivory goes to Las Vegas with her friends to enjoy after a terrible break-up and runs into her high school crush who broke her heart, Harry Styles. But they're both not the same anymore and neither are the situations. What would she do when...