Don't Forget Where You Belong (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 5

---next day---

I wake up to my alarm set on my phone. I rush over to my closet and can't decide what to wear! I decide to go wash my face and brush my teeth, while I decide on what to wear. Ugh I should of picked something out last night! I hate being undecided!

After I finish washing my face, I rush back over and slip on a pair of black skinny jeans with a white tank top underneath a turquoise blouse. I then rush over and slip on a pair of black combat boots, that have spikes around the heel of it. I rushed back to the bathroom, left my hair down and lightly added blush as well as some black eyeliner.

I am ready... but nervous!

I rush out of the room to find Nina, ready to go.

As we drove there, I was still checking through the mirror to make sure I looked decent.

"Girl, do you actually think that your looks, changes within two seconds?" She asked.

"Yes!... look, I'm just so nervous and have no idea why." I responded.

"Well, don't be. Your always very confident and...." She paused and sees me still looking in the mirror. "Vain!" She laughs.

I couldn't help but laugh at her comment.

"No, I'm just trying to make sure I don't look like a slob." I said.

"Ha... Well, we're here! Good luck!" She says as she hugs me,"you won't need it."

"Thanks Nina." I said.

I began to walk through a gorgeous entrance. I can't help but think of all the possibilities, that could happen. I just need to think positive. They should definitely let me in. I mean my grades are awesome, I have a scholarship in Tennis. This should turn out great. I mean, what is there that I should be worried about?

Distracted by the beauty of the entrance, I end up bumping into a guy with black hair and brown eyes. His hair is in a quiff.

I fell down as soon I ran into him.

"Vaas Happening?!" He yelled as he ran into me. I recognized that wording.

"Oh sorry!" I said as he helped me up.

"It's fine." He laughed.

"Zayn?" I asked. I recognize him! Oh my god, he has grown!

"Ashford! What are you doing here?" He said.

"I.. have an interview..." I answered. God he looks hot! I have known Zayn for a long time. He used to live in my neighborhood. He left Florida in his second year in middle school. He's always been like the cool kid in class, but he looks so different now... He has tattoos now and...

"Um...Earth to Ashford. You got an interview to go to." He reminds me as I turn my head; realizing I was staring at him in thought.

"Oh! Right! Thanks." I smile as I run off.

"Good Luck!" He yells.