Harry is a inoccent tease and Louis is a hungry daddy
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16 year old Harry Styles is moving to America with his mum due to Mrs. Styles getting a big job promotion. Harry is estatic, a new fresh start to a carefree life. Little does he know he'll so...
We're now in our new house, it's smaller than the house we had before but it's nice and cosy which I like.
I unpacked all my stuff already, and luckily my walls are a pastel peach so I won't need to decorate it; it's already cute!
I look over at my clock and it seems I've been unpacking for 3 hours. Goodness, I've got to get used to this new time zone. I'm also joining this new school tomorrow, I'm excited but nervous. I shake the negative thoughts in my head and put on some baby blue shorts and a old t-shirt and jump into bed, soon shortly cuddling into the soft mattress my eye lids close with comfort.
Next day...
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I run my hand through my shoulder length brown curls and bite my lip looking outside the window.
My mummy is dropping of the school as it's my first time going there. I'm 99% sure I'm going to throw up, I'm nervous as hell. Mummy easily catched onto my stiff figure and let out a sigh and rubbed her hand on my leg.
"Harry dear, everything's going to be okay. You'll make friends within second, I'm sure of it. Your cute face and charm will win over loads of people"
I giggle at her words and look down at my hands and smile.
"Thanks mummy"
And before I know it we've arrived in the car park and kids are starting to go in. I kiss my mummy's cheek and we say our goodbyes.
I walk through the main gates and my face falls with a frown
I have no idea where I'm going...
"Hello? You look new are you lost?" I look up at the owner's voice and I'm faced with a boy. A cute boy indeed. He has short light brown hair, brown sparkly eyes and a cute smile. He kinda reminds of a puppy.
"I-uh.. yes. I'm new, I have no idea where I'm supposed to be..."
"Oh well I'm Liam, and I'm sure you don't have your schedule so how about I take you main reception to get your table?" He asks with a welcoming smile
"Oh my, yes thank you! I'm Harry by the way"
We chat for a few more minutes and decide to make our way to the reception.
I get my table and it seems I only have one lesson with Liam which is Maths so he invites me to sit at lunch with his friends later and I happily agree and start making my way to English.
I've got Mr. Tomlinson... I hope he is nice. Liam said he is sometimes, well rarely is nice but he can be mean Liam explained to me as he said he had him last year.
I'm now faced with the English 18t door, I take a deep breath and I walk in. The loud chatter I once heard before coming in now has now gone eerie, I'd imagine every student is looking at me, judging me already. I assume the teacher is the guy sitting at the big desk with feathery brown hair.
The teacher turns around obviously interested in why his students have gone silent.
And my god
He's beautiful, scratch that he looks heavenly with his stubble and sharp jaw line. He's wearing tight black skinny jeans and a white button up shirt and a black blazer.
His crystal blue eyes meet my green eyes and I freeze
