Book 1 || Finding Prince Charming || Harry Styles

Chapter 25

Her view.

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow, if not later again tonight," I mutter quickly.
"I look forward to it." Louis grabs my hand and gives it a quick kiss before I'm pulled away by Anna.
I glare at her. "I was just talking to that guy, you know."
"Sorry, but I need to speak to the blond god before another girl gets her claws in him." Anna gives me a frantic stare and nod towards her new crush. He's standing there, eating what looks like a breadstick, and as far as I can tell, he's all alone. "There's no one there," I sigh as we casually walk over to him.
"Shh!" She gives me a look. "Play it cool," she whispers.
"I didn't think I was playing it warm or hot," I say slightly irritated.
I've enjoyed talking to Louis. There's something about him that sees fun as well as friendly. I won't mind making him my first male BFF. And it doesn't hurt that he's hot, either.
"Laugh," Anna commands me, and I give her a look.
"Laugh at what?"
"Oh, Cassidy, you're so funny." Anna bursts out laughing and plays with her hair as she pretends to double over in a fit. I stare at her in confusion,  and she glares at me as she continues laughing.
"I am?"
"Oh, Cassie." Her laughter becomes even louder, and she takes 2 steps backwards and bumps into the blond guy. "Oh my, I'm so sorry. I didn't see where I was going." She turns around and gives him a  huge smile.
"No worries." He smiles back at her and then looks over at me. "What's the joke?"
"I'd like to know that my--" I start, and Anna starts coughing.
"I'm Anna." She bats her eyelids up at him. "I'm from Florida, which is in the United States of America, and this is my best friend, Cassidy."
"Hi, girls. I'm Niall, from Mullingar, Ireland. I know Florida. I've been surfing in Cocoa Beach. Went to a contest put on by Ron Jon's Surf Shop."
"Oh, awesome!" Anna flashes a brilliant smile at him. "Are you a surfer?"
"I used to be." He shrugs and glides his hand through his blond hair. "Now I play football."
"I love football," Anna lies. I know for a fact that Anna's lying because we've had a conversation the previous year about sports that are sexy but that we don't understand that football's at the top of the list. "And cricket."
"Cricket." He nods. "I used to play in school. I was rubbish though."
"Oh, that sucks."
"That's okay." He shrugs. "Want a breadstick?" He hands us the plate, and I think Anna's going to burst from happiness as she takes a limp piece of bread from the offered plate.
"No, thanks," I shake my head.
"You girls studying with the program?"
"That's what the party's for, right?" I mumble, and Anna glares at me.

I figured she deserves me being a bitch for dragging me away from Louis. Not that I really care about Louis. In the back of my mind, all I can think about is my night with Harry and the way his lips had kissed me all over.
"What are you studying, Niall?" Anna asks him as if it's the most important question in the world.
"Art history."
"Really?" I look at him in shock. He doesn't look like the sort of guy who knows anything about art.
"Yeah. I want to own my own gallery when I grow up."
"Wow, me too." I look at him. I have to stop judging people by their appearances. "I'm in the art history program as well."
"That's cool."
"I'm in the literature program," Anna sighs. "Though it seems like I may be in the minority."
"No, there's a cool dude in that program." He points to a skinny guy who's sitting on a chair playing with his phone. "That dude. I forget his name--Mike or Paul or something. He's in the lit program as well."
Anna looks over at him. "Figures," she mutters as she takes in his nerdy appearance.
"I heard that they are going to make us all take a lit and art class this year, though." He makes a face. "They're trying to expand the vision and learning experience of the program."
"But what if we're not interested in the other stuff?" I frown, slightly upset at the news. I've come to learn about the great art pieces of Europe, not about books.
"They think it's all connected. At least that's what that professor said on Friday." He shrugs. "He seems like he was all about it. This way, art and books can infiltrate every part of our lives. They'll be like the air we breathe. That's what he said. Or maybe that's what he hops." Niall shrugs. "Didn't you hear him?"
"I kinda missed the actual talk." My face flushes. Damn Anna and Liam!
"Oh." Niall grabs another breadstick. "You didn't miss much."
"Yeah, just the fact that the whole program is changing."