Chapter 5
18 years ago. August 25, 1994
“Yo Harry! Are you ready to get this party started!?” Yells Josh as he jumps on top of me and shakes me frantically. God, no one should have this much energy in the morning.
“If by party you mean college, then no, I would rather go back to bed.” I say grumpily as I pull the covers over my head.
“Dude- classes start in three days and we need to use this free time to scope out the goods.”
“If by goods you mean girls, then I still rather stay in my bed.”
“God you’re hopeless. You’ve got 15 minutes to get ready before we head out towards the Student Union for some grub.”
“If by grub you mean food-“
“Jesus Harry, Just get the fuck up man!” Josh yells as he starts to attack me with a pillow
I burst out laughing as I try to shield my head from the onslaught of fluffiness, “Oh- okay! Josh, I said okay! Ouch-- I’ll get ready-- OW-- just quit it with the pillow already!”
Josh hits me one last time before he hops off of me, before he leaves the room he gives me one last stern-- or what he believes is stern—look.
I sigh and flop back down on the bed, although I’m definitely awake now, I’m still too lazy to get up.
As I stare at my ceiling, counting the little chips of paint on the wall, I hear the clack of heels coming from down the hall and then suddenly the clicking stops.
The I hear the most beautiful voice.
“Yo Josh! I came by to thank you for the five dollars you lent me last night and to drop your dorm keys off because you left them on the counter at the shop- Oh!”
I got out of bed; curious to see who it was.
It was a girl- wait no scratch that, girl doesn’t bring justice to the sight my eyes were seeing.
Her face was so innocent, so soft and simple- but you can tell there was something complex hidden underneath her angelic exterior. Her hair was a curly mess, surrounding her face, it was a faded lavender and her roots were black, exposing her natural hair color. I don’t know why but I absorbed every detail about this girl- from the curves of her thighs to the three piercings in her right ear, when her left only has one.
No, she wasn’t just a girl—she was an angel.
An angel who’s eyes reminded me of chocolate chips you find in those really good cookies; completely appetizing and mouth-watering.
And those very eyes were staring at me with surprise.
“You’re naked.” She states simply.
I nod my head and smile, god she was so beautiful, “Hello, I am naked.”
She smirks and shakes her head, “Well hello naked, I’m Grace.”
Confused, I look down and I am indeed stark naked, I rush to grab a pillow to cover myself, “Oh god, I am so sorry- I totally forgot I was- I mean I hope you liked- I mean, oh god I’m stupid.”
Great time to sleep naked styles, especially with your dorm room wide open.
“Oh Grace, I see you have met Stupid. Stupid this is my friend Grace, met her a couple days ago before you got here.”
“I-I mean my name isn’t stupid, or naked for that matter- it’s Harry. I’m Harry, Harry Styles.”
She steps forward and holds out her hand, “Why it’s nice to meet cha Harry. I’m Grace, Grace Garrett.”
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The Boyfriend Box~ A Harry Styles Fanfiction *on hold*
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