HARRY'S STYLES

It Was Not Harry Styles But I Like Him

My alarm clock went off and it startled me. I jumped up with a tired look on my face. I know my mum's up because her book club is here. I hopped out of bed and into the hallway. I looked in the hall closet for a fresh face cloth and went into the bathroom and washed my face. I pulled my long auburn hair hair back into a ponytail so that I could apply my masque. I'm doing good this year so far. I have no acne what so ever. I washed off my masque and dried my face and put on some lotion.

I'm so excited I have no hesitation about slipping into that gorgeous New York style dress I bought. I put the dress on and threw on a cropped jean jacket with my ankle booties. Now I look like a biker chick from Teen Beach Movie. I'm posting a pic on instagram.

I packed my 'Wild Fashion' shoulder book bag and brought it downstairs. Then I ran back upstairs realizing that I forgot to brush my teeth. Well thank God! I can't imagine what could happen if I went to school without brushing my teeth. People always talk to me when I'm new.

I went back upstairs and brushed my teeth. "Karmin, you ready?" mum called. I was thinking she was up. "NO." I called back. But what was I talking about? I was totally ready! Just had to grab my phone.

I ran downstairs again and this time I was actually about to leave. I have no time for breakfast. "Have a great time and don't be afraid to make friends!" mum said for some reason. "See ya mum." I left the house and getting ready to get in my car which isn't in the garage or drive way because of all of mum's friends have their cars parked there. This wouldn't be happening if dad hadn't gone back to Australia, where he and mum are from but Keatyn and I weren't born there.

On my way to the car, I had just walked into something. I let out a loud scream. All I felt was gut-wrenching pain from my right lower leg. My face showed every clue that that really hurt and I feel like if I look at it, it would hurt worse. My heart was pounding as I started to cry silently. The worst part, I was stuck there. My leg was caught in a vine full of thorns.

Five minutes later, a guy in a black and silver Mustang was about to drive by. I needed help so I screamed at him as loud as I could. Luckily he heard me and he stopped. He got out of the car. This dude was a tall, dark haired guy with almost dark brown eyes that go close to hazel under the sun. He's a fascinating sight. Hot really. "Hey, what's wrong?" He asked."My foot is stuck in this stupid thing and it really hurts." I tried wiggling my foot out. "Don't struggle or it will scratch your foot up worse." He grabbed my arm and suddenly I forgot how to breathe. "Here. I should help you." Wow. He seems so nice. He helped me get my foot untangled from the vine. "Uh, thank you so much. Um...What's uhh...y-your name?" I asked. "Its Zayn...Malik." he answered. "Nice name, Zayn!" I said even though I'm already breathless. "Thanks! What's yours?" he asked. "Karmin Claire." I said. I'm kinda liking this guy but we'll have to stay friends. "Beautiful!" he said. Yep. Totally likeable. "Like you." he added. He seems like a lost lover from one of those romance movies and is slowly falling in love with the new girl. " Awwe. Really?! Your so sweet!" I said. This is the type of guy that most girls would want. he gave me some alcohol to dab on my scratches. "Thanks for your help! See ya!" I said. I'm so greatful. "Later!" he called back. Well, it was no Harry Styles but I sure did like him!

Heya! Hope you liked the first three parts! Harry hasn't come yet but I promise he will. Just keep readin! I'll probably update every two days! So keep checkin! ;)

                ~<3 Talkitive