Chapter 3

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Harry’s POV

“I’m sorry, about my daughter. She is going through a hard time moving, she isn’t normally like that.” her mother said softly. I could definitely relate to that, leaving my old home to go to school here in London. “ERICK! LET GO OF ME!” I heard her scream. Her America accent was so thick, almost southern like. I quickly left her mother, and ran up to her, it was like a instinct to go to her. It was false alarm though, she was just getting attacked by tickles. “See you’re smiling now!” the guy, that somewhat resembled her pointed out. I seem rather noisy standing there, just watching them, but their relationship reminded me so much of how I was like with my sister, Gemma.

“May we help you?” she asked, sort of harshly. “Oh, uh sorry.” I started to turn back, embarrassed. “Hey, wait!” her hand latch onto my wrist, making butterflies explode in my stomach. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude.” Her voice sent shivers done my spine, I have no idea why I felt this way. “Uh, it’s fine. You must be tired from your long trip.” I said, not realizing that I sounded like a complete stalker. “How’d you know I had a long trip?” she giggled. Gosh, everything about this girl was cute. “Uh, your… your mom told me.” I stuttered. I sounded like a complete fool, which was unusual because I wasn’t normally like this. I mean, not to sound conceited, but I’m usually smooth with the ladies. “Oh, that explains a lot. Well, I’m Rachel. You can call me Rae if you want.” She gave me a sweet smile, the cutest I’ve ever seen. “I’m Harry. Harry Styles.” I said smiling back at her. Did I really have to tell her my last name? Gosh, how lame can I get!

“HARRY!!!” I heard Louis yell, waving for me to come near him. “Hey, I got to go. Maybe I’ll see you around school or something.” I said, hoping we were going to the same school. “I highly doubt that. But I’ll see you around.” My heart sank, knowing that I would hardly see her. I waved my hand goodbye, and headed towards Louis. Oh if only, she was going to London Academy of Music. 

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