My Future (Harry Styles)

Chapter 18- Campus

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My alarm rings throughout the room, making me bang the top of it. I slowly open my eyes to see the time 6:30.

Why did I put my alarm so early?

I took my phone off the charger, lazily, not wanting to get out of bed. I look at the scream and it says Monday, February 15, 2014

Monday

I jump out of bed remembering that my first day on campus is today. I slipped my slippers on near my bed, not wanting to touch the cold tile floor in the bathroom. I look in the mirror and the bruise above my eye is completely gone. My eyes are wide with light circles under them. My hair is tied up in a pony tail when I took a shower last night.

I pull out the pony tail and let my dark hair fall down my shoulders. My hair is usually an untamed mess, but when I put it in a ponytail after a shower and leave it on over night, my hair comes out tangle-free, straight at the top, then curly at the bottom. I just re-brush it just incase.

I change into a nice pair of black, high waisted jeans, a nice v-neck white T-shirt, and... what else? I skim through the drawers to find an overthrow or something. When I reach the bottom drawer, I see the silver box I found on my bed weeks ago.

I open the box and the blazer is neatly folded back from the first day I wore it. I take it out the navy blue blazer and my fingers lightly trace over my anitial, on the right side pocket.

(GUYS, SINCE THIS STORY INVOLVES YOU, THE READER, WHEN I WRITE THINGS LIKE THIS, ( previous paragraph ) JUST IMAGINE IT'S YOUR NAME. I DIDN'T GIVE THE MAIN CHARACTER A NAME, BECAUSE THE MAIN CHARACTER IS YOU! Ok, sorry. Back to reading.)

I decide to wear the blazer and my black vans. Since I'll be walking a lot today on campus, I don't want to wear killer heels. I walk back to the bathroom and put some mascara and eyeliner on. Just the basics. I walk back to my bed and grabbed my string bag, with a few books, and my purse. I look over at the time. 7:14. My first class starts at 8:00 and it's a half an hour drive, so if I want to make it, and wash Harry's car before class, I have to leave now. I walk out the room and stop in front of Harry's door. I opened it and he's still sleeping in bed. I close the door.

As I run down the stairs, past the living room, and into the kitchen, I quickly grabbed a sticky note and a blue pen.

-Harry,

It's monday, my first day on campus, and I'm taking your car to get it cleaned. I can't believe you can see out of that dirty window.

-(Y/N)

I leave it on the kitchen counter and grab Harry's keys on the key holder. I ran out the door and into his car, away from the chill outside. I forgot my jacket, but I'll be inside I guess. I don't need it. Right?

I turn the heat up in his car and it's a stick shift. I haven't drove a stick shift in a while but I remember perfectly clear how to. I put the car in drive and let the clutch go. His car is a lot smother to drive then I thought it would be. I just hope he doesn't get mad that I took his car without his permission.

After about 20 minutes, I pull up in the only few car washed open this early. The car washes in 5 minutes and I pay $50. So much just to throw water and soap on a car.