I walked through the doors like I owned the room, in my head I did but I stopped dead in my tracks as my eyes landed on a tall dark curly hair boy surrounded by all of the intoxicated teenagers. His intense gaze making me feel nervous. The dark curly haired boy walks closer to me, height overpowering mine by a few inches. This was a very interesting way to start my first college party.
"What's your name, love," He says in a husky low voice.
"Nastasia," I say
This was very weird for me I didn't usually get attention from boys.
"I'm Harry," he spoke but then paused "And well you're just the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life," Harry says.
I nodded quickly and tired to walk away
"Not so fast little miss Nastasia," Harry says pulling me back and then grabbing my waist and pulling me into him.
"Come on we're going to dance," Harry told me.
"N-no I don't want too," I tell him.
"Too bad," Harry says.
He pulled me over to the dance floor never letting go of my hand. He stopped once he found a spot he seemed to like. He pulled me closer to him and put his large hands on my lower back as I wrapped my arms around his neck, very hesitantly. We stayed like that for a moment just looking into each other's eyes he leaned down so that his face was right by my ear. He started to kiss right below my ear and making his way down my neck all the while his hands were making their way down to the back pocket of my jeans, he slipped his hand into my pocket taking out my phone; he unlocked it and a short while after I heard a beeping noise. I realized that he had sent himself a message so that he had my number.
"I'll see you soon beautiful," Harry spoke in a low raspy voice and with that he walked off with a smirk on his lips.
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FanfictionNastasia White is a young girl living in college, dealing with a difficult mother and getting married at the age of eighteen. What happens when she meets Harry, an insanely handsome, charming twenty-two year old man.