2nd Chapter

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I get dressed in my yoga pants and a t-shirt. I hate wearing fancy clothes. Period. Especially to class. Whats the point? Besides I'm used to not having nice clothing anyways... 

Since I got my job at consessions and reffing at the local feild, I've been making quite a bit of money. Enough for food and clothes and other things I need. And this small dorm. Its hard to think of living in a dorm while my parents still struggle with putting food on the table for my little brother, Eli.  

Eli hangs out with all the wrong people. Doing drugs on the daily and drinking. I think it stems from my father not showing enough attention to him, even though he knows our dad loves him...now. He took being broke a lot harder. He scarred the most. Eli also has anger issues. Our parents couldn't afford to buy him his bipolar medication or counseling and his mood swings get worse everyday. Once he threatened to burn our trailer home while we were all asleep. I wish I could change him. I don't see any potential in his future if he keeps acting like an ungrateful bitch. He kind just stopped talking to me. We had a real bond. Now hes out partying every night doing God-knows-what. 

I throw my hair in a pony tail and quick put on mascara. I dont really have anyone to impress. Not even my best friend Conner. Conner is the sweetest guy ever. He has a lot of money but is humble about it, and donates almost every week. He gets full soccer scholarship so he gets to save a lot of his money. Conner and I go play soccer on the weekends and study together. I love him so much, but just as a friend, nothing more.

I remember the fisrt day here I was so nervous. He walked up to me and introduced himself wearing his full soccer uniform, all sweaty. He asked with his infamous smile, "Hey, you new here? I'm Conner!" His dark blue eyes didn't match his dirty blonde hair. He was very charming. "Yeah, I'm a freshman," returning his smile. Just his personality and warmth in his tone was so sweet. He introduced me to all his friends and now we're all just friends. Especially me and Anna. We hit it off right away. I think this is the only group of students that doesn't party every night and get high every chance they get. I'm glad I found them because they have been my only happiness at Yale and we all pretty much love sports.  

Anna's in gymnastics and is super thin. She could be a model, she's gorgous. But most people don't look at her that way, people only know her because her older brothers best friend is Harry Styles.

Harry is the most stunning, most attractive person on campus. Every girl wants him, every guy wants to be him. You'll walk past a group of girls who where their shirts too low, and overhear them talking about what he looks like shirtless.

But there's something about him that I can't explain...I'm always intrigued by him.

I see him a lot actually because he works on the soccer feild daily. He's the team captain and basically the best player. He refuses to workout or practice with a shirt on. But I dont mind...

When I look at him, my body ignites with fire, and I don't know why? I workout in the same college workout room and I always catch myself staring at him but but I am quick to snap out of it because I'll never get him. I know that he'll never want me. I bet he doesn't even know my first name. I saw him at Anna's once because he was hanging out with Louis her older brother. And it was just him picking Louis up, he didnt even get out of his car. He doesn't notice me. Ever.

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