HARRY'S STYLES

The Day

The guy had blondish-brown hair that was just such a great feeling to look at and he was nice enough to say "Hi. Excuse me. You're such a sweetheart." I could tell he is Irish. He seemed to be in a rush to get to class but he was a real gentleman and really cute. All I did was smile and let him pass.

Today, being my first day at this school, I'm gonna make my best impressions. I mean, I don't wanna be a flash in the pan like now you see me, now you don't. I'd rather be a diamond in the rough. For one thing you should know about myself, I am a deep thinker. I plan out how my life goes and think smart. Its actually easy because things can only go one way or another.

There's just one thing I'm clueless about. Whats the special thing that will happen in my life this year? I wonder.

As I walk into the school, I end up trying to squeeze through a crowd of excited, screaming students. To specify, girls. As I'm struggling through, a girl, tall and thin with blonde hair, roughly grabs my shoulder, stopping me and turning me around. I was quite startled by her hand. She said "Where do you think your going?" In a stern but somehow girly voice. "To class." I say. Isn't it obvious? She let's me go. "Do NOT touch Harry." she said in a threatening tone. Wow. I'm not afraid of her, but seriously? Its the first day of school and I already dislike someone. But there's a weird thing. Who's Harry? If she means like X Factor Harry, I think I'd die. Or not die but probably faint. There's barely any doubt. What's up with the screaming girls?

When I finally get through the crowd, the screaming stops and I can't believe my eyes. I gasp. So it is X Factor Harry and he's walking with the two guys I met earlier and two other guys. Ahhhh! I'm feeling confident and I don't know where to go so I'll just ask Harry. As I catch up to Harry and the guys, the girls gasp and start screaming again. I don't get them. l kinda got butterflies as I started walking straight behind them. But then, I said "Excuse me. Do you know where Mr.Whitmeyer's class is?" Yep. Very confident. Harry and the boys turned around, but I felt like it was just him. I instantly just melted. Not literally, but he smiled and agreed to show me to homeroom. "Sure. Walk with me." he said. I follow next to him feel kinda like the luckiest girl in this place. He left his friends to show me just where homeroom is. It just sounds crazy but I like that. 

Suddenly while walking down the hallway with Harry, I here the stern girly voice yell "WAIT. STOP. YOU, you dropped something." she said as she caught up to us. I didn't notice that I dropped anything. "Oh, this is my lipgloss. Thank you so, so much! This cost like $300." That was kinda nice of her. "Your welcome. And I'm Taylor." She said. As she turned around, she slid her heel in front of my foot when I started walking. I stumbled on my heel booties and almost fell hard on the ground because of my weak ankle from the vine this morning. Before I could fall, Harry grabbed my arm with both hands and pulled me close. So close you couldn't fit a magazine between us. Even though I melt over Harry's sparkly eyes, this was still one of those awkward moments. He let me go and took my hand. "Here. I'll hold your hand so you won't trip on your shoes." He said smirking. I don't mind it because I have to admit, it was kinda funny how I almost fell, but Taylor, I so hate her. "Haha!Thank you." I laugh. I put my hand over my chest because my heart was beating like 5 beats a second.

Today is Harry's 20th birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!

              ~Talkitive