Opposites Attract

I wake up to the loud screeching voice of my alarm clock and groan as i go to turn it off telling myself i'l be up in exactly 10 minutes. 30 minutes passes and i realize its now 7:30 and my bus arrives at 7:40, great this is exactly what i needed for my first day of college.

I decide on catching the later bus and head to my humongous wardrobe my rich foster parents provided for me, after minutes of vigorously scrambling through all of my clothes in my wardrobe, trying to find the perfect out i finially decide on wearing an Aztec printed, thick wool jumper paired with my high wasted black denim jeans from Top Shop, i threw on my favourite Jeffrey Campbell cut out ankle boots with a black Burberry jacket which kept me warm from the harsh UK weather (Outfit http://www.polyvore.com/city_dreams/set?id=102763148): Link is in 'external link'. I didnt chose on getting too dressed up as the last thing i wanted was to be walking around campus in heels and a dress.

I run downstairs not too surprised to see that my parents where no where in sight, probably at some business conference i think to myself and roll my eyes. I grab an apple and head straight to the door.

As i eventually arrive the bus stop i see an all too familiar set of curly locks on a tall lanky boy with piercing Jade coloured irises. "Harry Styles" I say with a playful smirk. "Oh if it isn't miss, Georgia Rose" He smirks back showing me his gorgeous dimples. Harry is wearing nothing new to me, his white shirt which hung loosely on his body and his black jeans which snug perfectly on his hips. I swear he has an endless supply of this outfit as it is all he ever seems to wear. "aren't you cold" i ask him whilst shivering even though i have about 10 layers on. "No." he coldly reply's before turning away from me and heading straight on to the bus without another word. Wow talk about bipolar, was he not just smirking to me a second ago? 

If you're wondering who this rude curly haired boy is, well his name is Harry styles and just happened to be my best friend, we have been for about 6 years. Our mothers were really close as they were growing up and we followed the tradition and practically grew up together. A lot of the girls in my year fantasize about harry and despise me as i basically get to hang out with him all through school and after, as our families both share a very large duplex, almost the size of a mansion. Everyone would always question if myself and Harry were a couple but we would return the question with a weird glare saying something along the lines of "no way!" or "AHAHAHA". I guess i never really liked Harry in that way, i would always see him as the older brother i never had.

If you're wondering why i live with foster parents and not my actual parents is because my mother passed away from a cardiac arrest when i was 11 and i had to make the decision if i wanted to try and revive her but that would result in her breaking all her bones or just let life take its course and let her pass in piece, i only had 1 minute to decide and was told not to let the decision haunt me for the rest of my life. I went with her passing away peacefully as i couldn't bear seeing her go through all that pain. Just remembering seeing her tired face looking so fragile and weak makes me want to cry thinking about her. I remember just before her life support was going to be disconnected, i sat down next to her and told her how much i loved her and how grateful i was for all the things she had provided for me in my life. The saddest part was i had never told her that before.

My father was no where in my life ever since the age of 8 when he left, i was forced to believe he was a caring father but all he ever did was have sex with multiple women, drink and abuse my mother. from the age of 12 i was taken in and out of homes as the foster parents would always send me back as i wouldn't say a single word to them, i guess i was just emotionally distraught from having to see my mother die right in front of me and then before i knew it i was in a different home every week. But then Joanne and Peter adopted me and i have lived with them ever since, there both lawyers and have a lot of money but i never really am to fazed about it, I do love them and am grateful but i guess sometimes i wish i could go back to living with my parents even though it was such a tough time, i still miss them like crazy. I met Harry when he moved into the duplex i was living in and have been best friends with him ever since. I guess you could say my life is far from perfect but I'm grateful to have someone as amazing as Harry in my life.

Me and Harry were polar opposites, he was popular, good looking, naive and funny and i was not so popular, not very attractive but i did always strive to get the best when it came to education as i had always wanted to get into law, just like both of my mothers had.

I had never had a boyfriend or kissed a guy whereas harry had slept with far too many women to count and had done things with girls i didn't even know existed. He was your stereotypical bad boy, covered in tats with piercings attached all over his face. Guys were intimated by him while girls would hallucinate at the sound of his name.

He had a very dark past which i only knew about and which caused all of this to happen but through out all of this hes still such caring and thoughtful friend.

But yet did we know all of this was going to change once we had applied for WSU. A college we chose to be far away from everyone in our high school and decided on having a fresh start, Harry wasn't going to be a player and i wasn't going to be the shy nerdy girl anymore that I was, in high school.

Hey guys so this is my first chapter of my first new book. eeeekk, please vote and comment if i should continue. Thank you means a lot

Taylor xxxxxxx