It was time for Literature. We all were in different classes.
I waved goodbye to my newly made friends and walked off to my class. I saw Harry entering a class.
Which I was going to go to.
Crap.
I bit my lip as I entered the classroom. The first pair of eyes I met was Harry's. I never actually seen him like this so still and close up. I took in his features. His shimmering green eyes, his dimples when he smirked at me, his obvious jawline and his messy brown curls.
I spotted Danielle and scurried to sit next to her.
"Hi," Dani said. Then, she grinned.
"Afraid of that Styles guy?"
I smiled nervously at her.
She laughed.
Our Literature teacher walked into the class and soon, class began.
"Okay, class, I would like new students to come up and introduce themselves." The teacher looked around and pointed to me. I stood up.
I couldn't help but let my eyes wander to Harry.
He rolled his eyes and faced the front. I bit my lip a little too hard that I tasted a tinge of blood.
"Um, I'm Taylor... Taylor Swift. I have a cat... Named Meredith."
That actually seemed to capture Harry's attention because he turned around to face me with queer interest.
"I love singing and writing songs. Oh, and reading." I suddenly felt a gush of confidence.
The teacher smiled. "Welcome, Taylor. Now, please be seated."
I did.
Harry and I stared at each other for a while before he whipped his head to face the teacher.
I noticed him...
Blushing.
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his smile // haylor a.u.
FanfictionHarry was the bad boy. Taylor was the good girl. But when two worlds collide, everything will change. - ps. i wrote this in my early years of writing ,so don't be fooled by the aesthetic cover. read at your own risk and excuse my poor writing skills...
