Ariana's POV:
I pressed my snooze button which had gone off consecutive times earlier this morning. I decided to skip volunteering for today. It couldn't hurt right? Well I mean, I have been helping out once a week for 2 years, already. It will be good for me. As much as i want to stay in bed, I have to get up and get some things done, I said to myself. I grabbed a fresh new towel from the linen closet which had just been washed with the detergent, the smell of cinnamon apples. I hung my towel up, neatly and turned the water on. I could already feel the warmth. After I had completed my shower, I made some blueberry pancakes with multiple fruits. I put on my sports bra, tank top, runners shorts, and Nike shoes. I decided sense town is only a couple blocks away that I would jog there. Before I knew it, I grabbed my iPod and strapped it to my wrist and I started listening to Imagine Dragons. A couple blocks down the road, I spotted a car repair shop, nothing occurred to me at the moment. I just saw a mop of curls connected to a hunky body working under a car. I was just passing by the shop when I was too busy staring at him that i tripped over my own feet. I heard a loud noise and I knew it was me. Before I could properly comprehend what was going on, I heard footsteps. I looked up and saw him. The boy with the mop of curls and hunky torso. "Are you okay?" is what I thought he said to me. And I nodded my head in a yes form. He looked at me and saw my scraped up knee and said "Ow, that doesn't look good, c'mon, I'll take you inside and help you out". About 30 minutes later I was good to go. He asked me where I lived and I didn't respond because it sounded kind of creepy. But he asked again and I knew I had to reply. "Down on Sunset blvd" I answered. "That's too far for you to walk again". I said it was fine and started my way out the door. We had about a 10 minute argument about it. I could see the veins in his neck getting aggravated and I knew he wasn't the person I wanted to get into a fight with, considering he just helped me. I finally agreed and let him take me home. It was quiet most of the time. Until he broke the silence by saying "Damn, you have some nice legs". I was shocked and surprised, the only thing I could say was
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me"
"Let me get something straight, I don't know you, let alone your name so can you just take me home and we never have to see each other again because of your first impression, I do not like you so far."
"First impression? I just bandaged up your knee for you. What you should be saying to me is thank you not getting all bitchy at me"
"What the hell is your name anyways?"
"Harry, Harry styles"
"Doesn't ring a bell"
"Didn't think it would"
"What makes you think that?"
"Well, you are obviously high class and back where I come from, we had to earn what we wanted. Nothing was given to us."
"And you're automatically assuming that I'm high class. What makes you think that?"
"Well, your clothes, hair, makeup, attitude."
"Just take me home and be done with it"
"Okay, I never caught your name."
"It's Ariana"
"And your last name is...?"
"None of your business"
"Fiesty." he said as he pulled up in my driveway. He added with "Don't forget that I know your address now and I'll be back to pick you up tomorrow for a date"
"What the fuck" is all i could manage to say "I never agreed to a date."
"I helped you when you scraped your knee, the least you could do is go on a date with me."
"Ugh, fine. But nothing fancy."
He didn't reply but I thought I saw a smirk creep across his face as he drove away.
