Burnt Sienna ➳ Harry Styles

one.

"Elena, come here." My friend yelled as I turned my head to look in her way, but instead my nose hit somebody's shoulder, I moaned in pain holding it so it wouldn't bleed, or so it wouldn't bleed on the person I hit, it took me a moment to look at that person.

"I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you." He apologised, I nodded my head in response then removed my hand to check if my nose was bleeding, but thank god it did not.

"It's okay, it was my fault anyways, I'm the one who turned too quick." I smiled, but he looked concerned and searched his pockets for something before pulling out a tissue bag from his pocket, "It's okay, really, trust me, I'm fine." I said, he nodded his head, "I'm Elena, Elena Smith."

"And I'm Harry, Harry Styles." He said shaking my hand, then he politely smiled before excusing himself and making his way past me.

"Isn't that Harry Styles you were talking to?" Beth said making her way toward me and shooting him a weird look, I nodded my head. "You know him?"

"He's very cocky mate, I don't like him, and I suggest you don't interact with him much, either." She shook her head, as I frowned, "What?"

"But he was very nice to me, he even kept apologising when it was my fault, why are you saying that he isn't nice? Who told you so?"

"Everybody plus a personal experience, you're literally the first person I meet that ever says he's nice." She frowned, I mimicked her reaction, I couldn't to see her point.

Back then I did not think he looked much of a trouble, that was what I thought.