Let the Past Go.

Cassidy's P.O.V.- Chapter 1:

I brushed my pearly whites in the marble countertop washroom sink. I dressed in my Abercrombie and Fitch dark wash shorts, and a white tank let. It was stunning on me.

"Cassidy, you have to go to school. Come on...last day of senior year. You can't be late, hon."

"Kay, I'm coming. I need to look perfect."

"Yeah. I made breakfast. Eggs and toast. Me and Daddy have to go to the country club to check on our staff and workers. Love you, honey."

"Bye mum, love you too."

I drove to school while listening to tunes on the radio station. After I parked my Jetta in the parking lot, Harry, a really sweet guy...helped me with my books when they fell out of my back pack.

"Hi, I will help you...umm...Cassidy?

"Cassidy Martin. We've never really met, Harry."

"Clearly. You're very beautiful."

"Thank you." I blushed as I twirled my blonde wavy hair.

"Would you like to go to the little bakery on Southhampton Ave?"

"Sure, umm..what time?"

"How about lunch?" 12.

"Okay...bye Harry."

"Bye, Cassidy."

Harry...freaking...Styles. He was the jock, soccer player, and the guy who everyone wants to get their hands on. We never met before because last month, the guys school was shut down, so they combined with us. I guess we both never got around to it.

I drove my VW to the little bitty bakery and met Harry at the door. He greeted me with a warm smile and a cozy hug.

"Hello." He said softly.

"Hi Harry. Do you work here? Nice place." I questioned, knowing he hasn't finished puberty.

"Yeah, it helps pays my car, and utilities."

"I see. Where are you headed in life?"

"Actually, I'm going to be auditioning in the X-Factor in about a month. "

"Wow. You're really brave. Good luck."

"Haha, thanks. If that doesn't work out...maybe marketing."

"We should be getting back to school ,because class starts in ten minutes."

"Shoot...yeah. I like you. We should do this again. Soon, k?"

"Yeah."

I drove off to school, in class...I couldn't stop fazing about Harry. He was gorgeous. His hair. I loved his green sparkle eyes. I thought...I have to be with him.

Chapter 2: (still Cassidy's P.O.V.)

I finally reached home, changing into my yellow and peach colored pajamas. Opened up my MacBook Air, and scrolled through my Skype list.

-Ashlyn

-Grace

-Liam

-Haysen

-Grahm

Liam! Our parents were best friends, are best friends. Same with Liam and I. But he has just been so busy with vocal lessons and singing for the past 5 years. He won't give up. I'm proud.

-pressed Liam's icon..."Call"...

"Call Connecting, Please Hold."

There was Liam, holding a chip.