Blame It on September (1D Story)

Blame It on Happy Girls

"My voice shook when I said hello, and from that word we couldn't take it slow I still can't believe the way you looked at me."

Harry's POV

Shit, Styles, she's here! Say something and don't mess up. "H-hello." I say, my voice shaking. Nice, good job, ninny.

"Hello, do you need any help moving in?" She asks, smiling at me.

I cough and look her up and down, from her beautiful face, to her oversized shirt and short shorts, and not to mention her tan. Must be a local. "Ah, no I think they have it. So, uh, what's your name?" Smooth, really.

"Uh, Washington, Hazel Washington. And you are?" She asks, as she does the same thing I did not a minute ago.

She doesn't know who I am? What? Oh, wait, that's right. "Styles, Harry Styles." I reply, she nods and giggles. "So, uhm, what's fun to do in this small town?"

"The beach is it really." She says pointing to the horizon. I nod, "The food is really good here, as well."

"That's good." I say, trying to take my eyes off of her.

"Washo! Come on! We need to go!" One of her friends yells.

Hazel rolls her eyes, "Coming, Camerono." She yells back, then looks up at me. "I have to go. I'll see you around?" She asks, looking at my eyes. I nod, not knowing what to say. "Bye, Harry." She says, running back to her group of friends.

"Damn gurl, he is fine!" One of them tells her. I chuckle and look around to Zayn.

"I'm sure you know what I'm about to say." He says, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"I know, I know." I say, looking back at her.

Hazel's POV

"Hazel!" Kera snaps her fingers in my face as we are walking to the beach after my meeting with Harry.

"What?" I ask, shaking my head to clear my thoughts.

"You were off in space." Alexa replies, laughing.

"Probably thinking of that guy she talked to." Ryan chuckles turning around and smiling at me.

"And if I was? You all said it yourselves he was cute." I defend myself, smiling inwardly.

Cameron rolls her eyes, "Girl, you need to watch about him. I get a bad feeling about him."

I furrow my eyebrows and look at the lot, "Because of his tattoos, right?" They all nod and I sigh, "Maybe he has good reason for some of them?" I ask more than state to myself more than to the girls as well.

Kera rolls her eyes, "Yeah, and I have a good reason to jump off a cliff as well."

Ah, Kera, sassy and sarcastic, but all for good reason. She grew up with her parents fighting all the time. She had an older brother and sister, but always had to be strong for the rest of them. But she can be sweet sometimes.

Cameron, Alexa, Ryan, and I roll our eyes, "Kera, don't be such a drama queen! When has our lovely Hazel liked a guy?" Alexa asks, wrapping her arms around me.

"That guy from last year." She replies, making bad memories come up.

"That guy" Kera is referring to was my last boyfriend, Rocky. Well, he really wasn't my boyfriend. He was more of a date, I guess. He was sweet, but I realized he was cheating on me and it devastated me. So, as a result, I tread lightly on the subject of guys.

"But he was an ass, so it doesn't matter." I snap, looking at her.

As we arrive to the beach, we go to our usual spot, which is not to close to the grass and not to close to the sea either, so basically in the middle. The place that the sand is more hardened so it won't get everywhere. "So, who's up for some volleyball?" Cameron asks, holding up the volleyball.

"I'll sit out," I say, holding up my book Wolves, Boys, and Other Things Might Kill Me.

They all groan, "Come on, Haze, you never play." Ryan whines, as the other girls agree.

"Because there are five of us. It's only far." I reply, looking up at them.

"Well, we may not be outnumbered anymore. Look, tattoo boy is coming with his four friends." Kera comments, making me look up at him.

"His name's Harry." I clip, looking at Kera.

"Well, maybe you can get Harry to have him and his friends to play with us." She replies making me laugh.

"We don't even know if they play. Nor do we know their names." I say, looking at Harry.

"Well, lets just see about that, shall we?" Ryan says as the other two get ready in their places.

"Fine." I reply, walking up to Harry. "Hey," I say, looking at him and his friends.

"Hello, love." The one with blue eyes and brown hair says, smiling.

"Uhm, I don't know how to go about asking this, but would you guys, whose names I still don't know, as I was rushed to get here, like to play volleyball with us." I stutter and fumble over my words.

"Sure, babe." The one with shorter brown hair and brown eyes says looking behind me.

"Introductions will come when we go down there." Harry says, making me turn my attention to him. I nod, smiling and biting my lip, "Love, don't bite your lip, it honestly makes me want to do some very bad things." He whispers in my ear, kissing my cheek.

"Lets go!!!" The girls yell at us.

A/N:

Rocky is Rocky Lynch, couldn't think of anyone to fit the surfer persona. :)