Book 1 || Finding Prince Charming || Harry Styles

Chapter 22

Her view.

"Cassidy, are you sure you're okay?" Anna looks at me in concern as we make our way down Oxford Street. "We don't have to go today, you know."
"We have to go." I give her a reassuring smile. "I'm fine. I'm not in a unique position, you know. Many people have had disastrous one-night stands. It's almost a rite of passage for women these days."
"But he just sounds like a jerk."
"A jerk I'll never see again." A brief ripple of disappointment runs through me as I picture Harry's face. I told you that I was stupid. Only a stupid idiot would regret the fact that they won't be seeing the guy who's calling her a prostitute again. "There's no need for us to miss the pre-class meet-up with all our new classmates. Especially since I already missed the opening exhibit for my first class." I bite my lip. "I've got a bad feeling that the professor is going to ask us about his talk and call on me and I'm going to have to come up with some lame excuse as to why I don't know the answer."
"Just tell him the truth." Anna shrugs, and I give her a crazy look. "Really, Anna?" I roll my eyes. "Excuse me professor, but I missed your talk on Impressionist art in Europe because my best friend drank too much alcohol and saw a hot guy and decided to have a one-night stand. And I was worried about her so I decided to go with her. Only it didn't go as planned, and the next night, I ended up sleeping with that guy's even hotter friend. Oh, and the sex was great, but he called me a prostitute, and oh, we didn't use protection, so I might be pregnant as well."
"Well, maybe not." Anna giggles. "Not when you put it like that."
"Yeah. I don't quite think he's going to be impressed with that excuse." I giggle as well. "Not unless he's got a perverted sense of humour."

"Well, maybe tell him you got sick or something." Anna shrugs and looks at me. "Like morning sickness or something." Her hand immediately flies to her mouth as she realizes what she just said. "Oh sorry."
"It's fine," I groan. "I'm not pregnant. I'm pretty sure I'm fine. I looked online and I wasn't in a fertile period." I groan. "I can't believe I just said fertile period."
"Okay, good."
I groan at myself. "I can't believe I didn't ask him about a condom," I sigh.
"I think your mind was on other things."
"Yeah." I shake my head. "I can't deny it. He was so hot. And he had a way with his hands."
"Oh, Cassie, you're so bad."
"I know." I laugh and fluff my hair as we come to the restaurant we're meeting our new classmates at. "But that was the temporary new me. I'm back to being regular boring Cassidy now."
"But we've only been in London for one week now," Anna groans. "You were only bad Cassidy for one night."
"Well, bad Cassidy's already gotten into too much trouble." I shiver as we walk into the restaurant. "I'd rather just enjoy our time here and the classes and have some innocent fun."
"I'm totally going to get laid by some hot English guy." Anna laughs and shakes her shoulder length blond hair. "That was the reason I came."
"Oh, Anna," I giggle, and we look around to find our group.