Harry's POV
I was loving my classes, but I was hating my life. I loved how much progress I made in my classes and I had barely been here for almost a week, and I hated how Taylor and Zayn hung out too much now, it made me mad, even though I hadn't told Zayn anything about Taylor I still didn't like it when he was with her, something about how her eyes lighted up when she was with him pissed me off.
We had barely talked since the other day, but day by day, I realized how much I wanted to spend time with her, hanging out with Liam and Louis was great and I kind of hung out with Selena too and some students from other classes, but I felt like it was so different when I was with Taylor, she was funny in a way I couldn't explain and she always made me smile.
The thought of liking her had crossed my mind, but I just didn't believe I could like someone -as liking as something before love- when I barely knew the girl, specially since Taylor wasn't the sweetest of girls with me.
But I didn't know, she was different and I knew that even though she was a bitch, she was as lost as the girl who her dad and best friend had left her before. What I hated the most was that she was mad at me for a stupid reason, something I hadn't really decided to do, I didn't want to leave her, in fact, leaving her behind was one of the hardest things I had ever done, I remembered feeling so devastated, I just felt so broken we were young kids just living life and the thought of not having someone like Taylor in London scared me, I was too afraid to let go of that friendship. But it seemed like she didn't really know that, she just blamed me on 'messing up' her life.
I wandered around campus, NYU was really big, my eyes couldn't stop filling up with amazement of this university, it was so big and so contagious on making you smile, for a moment I felt happy for being at this school, I had dreamed of being here for many years, and now it was finally coming true.
I spotted Selena alone on her computer outside Starbucks, that girl was literally obsessed with coffee, I made my way to her and it was not until I cleared my throat that she noticed me.
"Hey" She greeted, looking down to her laptop again, she had her dark hair up in a ponytail and her makeup was very light as usual.
"Hi Selena" I said, taking a seat in front of her, she looked up at me with disbelief only to shake her head and continue typing on her Mac.
"What are you doing?" I asked trying to make conversation with her. The thing with Selena was that she looked so intimidating that a lot of people thought she was 'out of their league' when really, she struggled to make conversation.
"Homework" She shortly answered.
"What kind of homework?" I asked again, I already knew this, I had to push her to talk and then she'd feel confident enough to never shut up.
"History of Music, you know, for Mr. Fitz" She finally looked at me and closed her Mac, pushing it aside and taking a sip from her coffee.
"You're not doing it anymore?"
"Nah. I've got almost 6 pages done and it's for next week, so I think I need a break, besides I'm kinda hungry, do you wanna grab something?" She suggested and I smiled, nodding my head.
"I'd love to."
"Good. Have I told you how obsessed I'm with your accent? Like I've wanted to go to England since I was kid but I haven't, and having you here it's like, I don't know, awesome, like I have a living part of England with me" She rambled and I laughed at her, she looked at me and giggled too.

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Out Of The Woods
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