Choices.

Chapter Three

Hey guys! So, I wanted to post a chapter before I go out of town for the week, but after this, I will try to make a normal posting schedule.  I hope that you all have a happy Christmas/winter break!

<3 Taylor

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The rest of the week went by in a blur. I was able to take a tour of the fortress that is BHS, find my classroom, and get the class requirements. Since then, I had been relearning the information and making my lesson plans, no thanks to Coop.

When Friday night came around, I decided to take a break. I looked around to find that my normally only slightly messy apartment looked like a paper factory in a tornado. There were stacks of worksheets on my bed, files on my couch, and my kitchen was a mess of dirty dishes. Coop seemed to be enjoying it though, as he was laying on a stack of papers and purring like his life depended on it.

After taking time to clean the kitchen and get my organized chaos a little more organized, I grabbed my purse. If I spent another minute in the apartment I was going to lose my mind. I gave Coop a kiss on his head and made a b-line for the door.

I had no clue where to go, so I just started walking, enjoying the cool night. A few minutes later, I found myself by Dairy Queen, not that I was complaining. I freaking loved DQ. I got myself a cookie dough blizzard and continued on my walk.

I got to the park and found the nearest bench. I plopped down and finished my blizzard. I people-watched for about ten minutes before I got bored and headed to the swing set.

I only got to swing for a few minutes before my phone rang. I hadn't heard from either of my parents in a while, so I figured it was one of them. I hit the answer button before looking at the caller I.D.

"Hello?""

"Hi! Is this Jen?" a voice asked.

Okay, it was not one of my parents. I peaked at the I.D., which said "Kitty Kat."

"It is. Who is this? You aren't Kat."

"Yes, this is Kat," the MALE voice laughed.

"Ha. Ha. I'm pretty sure it's not, unless Kat's voice dropped two octaves in the last week. Who is this?"

"Guess," the guy said.

"Ummmmmmmm... I don't know! Did Kat get a boyfriend?! Are you Kat's boyfriend?"

"Noooo... Kat's sweet and all but she isn't my type."

"Oh. I have no clue then. Can you just tell me?"

"Fine... It's Harry. From One Direction. Kat said you were a huge fan, so I figured that you would have recognized my voice," he laughed.

"I am..." I said, slightly confused. "There is no way this is Harry because Kat was just playing a prank on me when she said she was their voice coach."

"Do I not sound like Harry?"

"Well, you do, but Kat lives in L.A. She could have easily hired a really good actor to do an impression of Harry."

"No, that sounds like way too much work. Why would she do that? This IS Harry."

"Okay, mister. Prove it."

And then he sang part of  "Story of My Life." There was no doubt in my mind that it was Harry after that. Who else had a voice that beautiful. Plus, all of my years of hard-core fangirling paid off because I could easily pick out his voice. I about passed out.

"Harry?! Are you serious? Is Kat really your voice coach?"

"Oh, so now you believe me?" Harry laughed. "And yes she is. She told me you didn't believe her but I didn't think I would have to serenade you."

"Yeah...haha"

I was more nervous than a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. What the heck was I supposed to say to Harry freaking Styles? I could barely talk to regular boys. How was I supposed to handle this situation? College did not prepare me to deal with international super star hotties.

"So, what's up?" I stuttered.

I facepalmed so hard. That's all I could come up with? Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

"We are just getting our first voice lessons from Kat. She is really amazing."

"Fun! And I know right! I have been telling her that for ages and look where she is now. I feel like a proud mother hen."

"Yeah, I would be too," Harry laughed. "What are you up to?"

"Swinging at the park..."

"Really?"