Harry styles good or bad?

Characters
- Dylan ( Falls in love with Niall)
- Hannah ( Falls in love with Harry)
- Harry ( Falls in love with Hannah)
- Niall ( Falls in love with Dylan)
- Liam ( Falls in love with Meckenzie)
- Zayn ( Falls in love with Perrie)
- Louis ( Falls in love with Eleanor)
- Taylor ( Tries to break up Hannah and Harry)

Chapter 1

It was lovely morning at the cafe right next to my house. It is called Starbucks. I go there because I hate cooking even though I am good at it. My mother always bugs me to cook for her because she is a really bad cook.

As I was saying I was going to Starbucks when I bumped into what I thought was Harry styles, but you know I thought that it could never happen. To me at least.

"Hey watch where you are going." I exclaimed.

"Sass, I like that in a women." He said as he wiggled his eyebrows at me.

I returned him with a blush that I never even thought about and then for some reason he blushed. Then when I turned around he was
staring at my ass. I couldn't believe him. I never thought that the Harry styles that I knew would ever look at MY ass. Then when I went to go through the door to leave he grabbed my shoulder and handed me a note.

"Don't touch me you...you...you fool." I said with anger in my words as I spit them out at him. No man should ever touch me when I just met him and really I didn't even know his name.

"What did you say to me. The one and only Harry styles." We both started to chuckle at what he told me.

"Are...you...serious!" I said between breaths. Then we went our separate ways. Once I was out of his sight I opened the note. It read:

I think we nave a connection.
Harry styles. (011) 44-657-2953
Skype Harrymasterofitall

Was he serious about us I thought that he would hate because there are a lot prettier girls than me on this stupid planet. I guess I was just surprised that he gave me all this information when he just met me and didn't even know my name. So I decided to Skype him although he was probably not home yet. I dialed the number that he gave me and called him instead.

"Hey sweetness nice to finally hear your voice again. It just so sexy." He was just trying to make me feel good and I knew it was working because next thing I knew he asked me if I wanted to go to the beach with him.

"I guess I am free right now." I blushed ga the thought that he called my voice sexy.

"That's my girl!"

"First off I am not your girl. You don't even know my name. Who do you think you are mister." I scoffed at him.

" I am Harry styles, love." He said in a smart ass tone. Was he trying to get me pissed off at him, yet I couldn't be mad at a pop-star.

"Kk what part of the beach, love." I said in the smart ass tone he gave me.

"Well, love I am on the east part of the beach by the sandbar in my boxers. Waiting for you and I'm getting cold here all alone." He started to fake cry and then started to laugh historically.

"Well, sorry, but If you want me to come at all you are going to have to wait about another half an hour because I look like crap and I have to make a good impression right."

"I don't think you could ever look like crap. Wait, scratch that, I know that you couldn't ever look like crap." He said in the sweetest voice possible.

"Your so sweet, but as you can tell I am very self-conscious. Sorry baby. Fuck did I just say that. I am so, so sorry I didn't mean it that way."