Want

Running late

"There you go pulling me right back in, right back in, right back in and I know I'm never letting this go...I'm stuck on you..." - Sugarland

Elizabeth's POV:

What are the odds. Harry freaking Styles was my orientation guy! I'm trying my best to breathe properly. He actually talked to me! He was so amazing . I have been madly in love with him since my first day of middle school in 5th grade. Everyday I'd see him talking to his friends and laughing. Smiling that smile that looked like it came straight from heaven above. And those eyes. Emeralds. Perfectly crafted, shiny, sparkling emeralds.

He made me so nervous I dropped my binders contents. I know my face had to turn the darkest shade of crimson. He was such a sweetheart and helped me pick up the papers. I swear my heart skipped more than a hundred beats. When he walked over and said my name I couldn't think straight let alone form a coherent sentence. Then he gave me good information about my teachers and directions to my classes. He's such a gentleman. I'm gonna overlook the fact that he got my name wrong because he probably had a lot to think about. Senior stuff I wouldn't understand. Than again it could've been a nickname! Oh my goodness maybe he has a nickname for me and if that's true my life is complete.

Riiiiiiinng! My thoughts were interrupted by the late bell. It was my first day of high school and I was late for my first class! I quickly ran and followed Harry's instructions to my English class. When I opened the door, everyone was already seated and looked up at me. I felt my face turn red in embarrassment for the millionth time today.

"Well it's nice to finally see you Miss Jeston