You Can Only Have One (Harry Styles and Ashton Irwin)

You Can Only Have One

TEASER~

"Where is he ?" I asked myself as I checked my phone once more. Still no reply.

My feet were shaking and a big guilty filled my head. I rested my head to my hand as I looked straight into the door. Waiting for someone to knock the door and relieved all my stresses.

Knock-Knock

My eyes got widen as I heard the knocks. I crossed my fingers and prayed that it was him.

"Come in." The professor said.

I covered my opened mouth as he opened the door slowly, showing his feature I never saw before. He was completely different from head to toe. There's no slick-middle-parted hairstyle that used to be his characteristic in this college. His hair was so clean and fluffy. His usual middle-parted was replaced by a seductive messy hair. A hairstyle he would never done in his entire life.

I moved my vision to check out his outfit. He wore his usual boring shirt, but somehow looks so stylish with his black tight jeans. I didn't know where he get those jeans from, but it looks perfect on him. He also wore a new pair of brown boots.

He closed the door behind him as he turned his body to faced the whole students, giving us a good angle to admired his new look. I could say that every single one of them were amazed by him, even Sally, his number one hater. He stood in front of the class for a while. His eyes were looking for something, and I realised it was me he looking for. I waved my right hand to him as I whispered his name. His eyes followed my voice and quickly came to sit behind me.

"I lost my hair gel and I have to use these super tight jeans because I ran out of clean trousers. My sister was so happy because I'm finally using her Christmas present she got for me. Then she grabbed my favourite dress shoes and threw them in the back yard. Leaving me with no choice than using these boots she got for me as my birthday present." He finished his rant.

I smiled as a response to his rant. I couldn't say a thing because his beauty still shocked me.

He looked around him and came closer to my ear, about to say something.

"Why all these people looking at me? Do you think I look that weird?" He whispered before leaned his back on the chair. Not expecting any answers from me.

He looked nervously to his left while playing his pen between his fingers, making him much more attractive than before. I still tilted my seat when he finally dropped the pen and bend down to get it. He back to his position with his pen, as some of his hair was hanging to the front of his forehead. He made an annoyed face before raised his right hand and ran the fingers through his curly hair slowly. He tugged his fingers for a while before caught my eyes with the same gaze he gave to me ten years ago.

I took a deep breath and changed my sitting position so I was facing to the front. I tried to focused on what the instructor explained, but I failed. All I could think was about him, and the weird thing was I got butterflies in my stomach every time I did it. I shook my head a bit.

"You have a boyfriend, Deb." I told to myself.

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