Harry's POV
I threw my bag on my new bed and absorbed my surroundings. The room was small, but despite that it was quite cozy.
I unpacked my suitcase and placed my phone and IPod on my nightstand.
I sat on the bed to think for a moment.
When I was finding out all the information about this student exchange program I thought I'd be living with a guy named Carter not a...girl.
She was quite fit and looks like the sporty type. She was way shorter than me, if I had to guess she was like 5'3". Her brown eyes were just stunning.
Does she have a boyfriend? What would her boyfriend think if he knew she had a 17 year old boy living in the room next to her? I should probably ask her about it so there's no issues.
I grabbed my phone and put it in my pocket, walking back into the living room.
Carter's POV
He walked back into the living room 15 minutes later and fell backwards on the couch next to me, not hesitating to make himself comfortable.
"So what's your name again? Sorry I'm kinda forgetful" he said.
"Oh I'm Carter" I said and stuck my hand out.
He shook it politely "So can you tell me anything about my new school?" He asked.
"Uh sure, your gonna be going to school with me. We'll probably have a few classes together, so don't worry I'll show you around." I said.
"Ok, so how much is tuition again? Oh, my parents probably took care of it already though." He rambled.
"Uhh, tuition? This is public school" I said.
"Oh? I used to go to a private school back in England, I'm not really used to this.." He said, now sounding a little worried.
"Don't worry I'll help you make some friends, But with that accent its not gonna be that hard for you to get a girlfriend" I said and laughed.
His lips formed into a cheeky smile and he laughed, his fave turning a little red.
"Seriously, no joke. Girls obsess over British boys" I said.
He laughed "Well what about you? You must have a boyfriend with those stunning brown eyes. Is he okay with me staying here?"
I blushed at his comment "Well I broke up with my boyfriend about two months ago so no need to worry about that.
"Oh sorry about that" He said, i couldn't tell if he was excited or sympathized me. It was somewhere in between.
"It's fine" I responded and changed the subject.
"Want anything to eat? Although you're probably tired from the plane ride" I stood up and strolled into the kitchen.
"Oh sure you can make anything you like, I don't care" he said.
I pulled the spaghetti from the cupboard (it was easiest to make) and put a pot of water on the stove.
I walked back into the living room.
"Anything you like to watch on tv?" I asked and handed him the remote.
"Oh I love football!" He said.
"Oh, ok" I switched the tv to football.
He started laughing hysterically next to me.
"Uh..What?" I asked, confused.
"Sorry, when I said football I meant what you guys call soccer" He said.
I mentally facepalmed myself I switched it to some soccer game instead. I'm gonna have to try and remember there different lingo.
After 10 minutes of watching random soccer I ran back into the kitchen and poured the spaghetti into the boiling water and started making tomato sauce.
After I had finished serving the spaghetti, I brought it back into the living room.
Harry's POV
After I finished my pasta I offered to clean the dishes. "Oh no, it's fine. I'll do it. Your probably tired so" She said. "Thanks" I smiled. Jesus, I smile a lot.
I walked down the hall and closed my door softly behind me.
I took my phone out of my pocket, noticing a new text.
I opened it quickly seeing who it was
Louis: Hey mate! Whats that guy Carter like?
Me: Well turns out she's a girl..
Louis: No way! She hot?
Me: Very
Louis: Lucky! I need to visit you sometime ;D
Me: I already got dibs
Louis: Damn it! I'll trade you for a Klondike bar?
Me: What the hell? No
Louis: c'mon! What would you do-oo-oo for a Klondike bar!
Me: Certainly not that..
Louis: ...Fuck you. I'm going to bed. Night >:l
Me: Niiight.
I placed my phone on my nightstand and stripped down to my boxers. I pulled the dark duvet over my body.
I tried to imagine these next 12 months with Carter. I wonder what's gonna happen? What new things will occur in my life? I guess I should focus on the now instead of the future. What's my new school gonna be like next year?

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FanfictionCarter Brooks,the young and beautiful 16 year old, is stuck with Harry styles, the handsome 17 year old British exchange student. They push each others buttons constantly, but theres a connection and they know it. What happens when there time is up...