I hurried along on the sidewalk, trying not to be late for school.
The rain drops poured on me and i was completely soaked.
I realized i had five minutes, and i started running.
I cursed under my breath and sprinted. I pushed past a few people and accidentaly knocked a toddler down.
"Sorry!" I called over my shoulder.
I saw a boy in front of me with dark curls. He had an umbrella and i envied him.
I started to run past him.
"Wait!" He said to me. I turned around and he motioned for me to come closer.
I walked alongside him and he moved his umbrella so it covered me too.
"Where ya headed?" He asked me.
"School." I huffed. I was out of breath from all that running.
"Oh. Well i'm headed there too." He said, smiling at me. Cheeky.
I could see the school ahead and heard the bell ring distantly.
"Bye!" I told the boy and ran to the building.
I made it to class in time and had a boring day. At the end of school, i saw the boy again outside. A car pulled up and he got into it and the car left.
I didn't know him, but i had this strange feeling.
I went home and pulled out my yearbook from last year. I looked at all the pictures of kids until i found him. There.
Harold Styles.
He was in my grade.
Senior year.
I logged onto Facebook and searched his name. All that came up was 'Harry Styles' not Harold, so i clicked on that.
It was him. I looked through some of his pictures.
One was of him at a party.
It was at some dance floor.
He was wearing a suit.
He was dancing with a girl, and their bodies were very close. His hands were grasping her hips and his he was kissing her.
For some reason that picture made me want to scream. Why did i care?
Another picture was of him with the same girl. He had both hands on her hips, she had her hands around his shoulders. He was kissing her neck.
That was enough.
I logged off and called my friend Hailey.
Hailey: Hello?
Madison (You): Hey, its me. Do you know a kid named Harry Styles.
Hailey: Yeah, he's in my health class. Why?
Madison: Just wondering.
Hailey: Okay, well gotta go. Bye.
I hung up. How could i have not known about Harry until now?
And why did i care for him so much?
I decided to take a walk to try to get my mind off Harry.
And guess who i ran into?
The one i was trying to forget.
"Hey!" He waved at me and smiled.
"Um. Hi." I replied.
"I'm Harry." He nodded.
"I'm Madison."
"Do you wanna walk?" He asked me. He sounded british.
"Sure."
I walked beside him.
"So....." He said.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked him.
"Nope, not anymore. Broke up last month. Do you have a boyfriend?"
I shook my head.
"Okay then." He said, shrugging.
"How old are you?" He asked.
"18. You?"
"19. I got held back in Kindergarten."
I nodded.
Suddenly, his eyes turned dark.
"You don't have a boyfriend?" He smirked.
I shook my head.
"I can change that babe." He said.
I shook my head.
He gripped my hips like he did to the other girl in that picture.
I pushed him away.
"Gotta go." I told him and i jogged home.
What a creep. He's probably just some manwhore who wants every girl.
Well, i wouldn't fall for his tricks.
He won't fool me.
Because i'm Madison.
And i know how to tell a boy NO.
