Hold Me Tight // h.s. [EDITING]

Prologue

I turned the corner onto the main hallway with all my books piled up in my hand. Jenna walked on my left, telling me about some hot guy that she saw yesterday. I was careful not to let my books fall, or that would mean having to lean down and grab them while everyone was staring at my butt. There's so many perverted guys in our grade, it's disgusting to even think about.

"Don't you think he's cute?" she asked, interrupting my train of thoughts. I was about to answer when I saw him. Harry Styles. The guy that I've had a crush on for the past year. Everything about him was perfect. His deep green eyes, his cute dimples, his fit body. God, I was such a sap.

I looked into his green eyes, while passing him. He met mine for a moment, my heart stopping. I felt my whole body heat up and my cheeks turn red. He stopped too, which kind of surprised me. I quickly looked away and walked in the opposite direction of him.

"Um, what was that?" Jenna asked.

"Nothing...so-" I answered, trying to change the subject.

She cut me off, "Ooooo! Looks like someone has a crush on Styles!"

"Shut up," I quickly said, partially just trying to keep my crush a secret. We both rushed over our next classes, because the bell rang like three seconds ago. I walked into my English class late, but I knew one thing for sure: I was in love with Harry Styles.