Past, Present, No Future. (Harry Styles)

Prologue

Imagine having your last year in high school. Your brother was on the football team, kicking the black and white ball down below from where you were on the bleachers. You held on tightly to your text books smiling to yourself as your brother, Liam, made a goal. You chant his name having him turn around and wave at you. You sit down on the bleacher bench setting your books next to you and pulling your hair up into a ponytail when you look to your left seeing a boy leaning on the metal railing at the bottom. You keep your eyes on him when he turns his head and looks you straight in the eyes. You've never seen this boy before and he's looking right at you and all you can see is his green eyes. You tear yourself away from his gaze and look back at Liam who is already making his way to the locker room. You begin to walk down the bleachers and out the gate but before you make it back you look behind you to see if that guy was still there. He was gone. You sigh and jog over to your brother.

That's how Vanessa's day went just the other day. She didn't know him. Never seen him but knew he was new to the school because she knew everyone being the football captain's little sister and all. Vanessa knew nothing about him. And it bothered her.