Chapter 1: remember?

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"carter!' I jumped in my seat and quickly looked at the teacher who had just called out my name during class. " I hope your listening, because this will come on the last test of the quarter" she informs me but I just nod because I really didn't care. I am a straight A+ student and my IQ is higher than any loser in this class, I look around, and all I see is diversity, I see blondes looking at their nails, emos in the corner, and nerds in the front of the class wanting to absorb any information the teacher throws at them, while I'm  here alone in this period.

I Keep staring at the clock hoping the  bell was about to ring to me up with my best friend harry who had just moved back I town. Now that I think of it.... does he remember me... like come on its been 5 years and the only reason I remember him was because he was my first boyfriend when we were in kinder. But that was just  puppy love ... I hope he remembers me but in the same time I don't because I've blossomed, and I'm much prettier than five years ago, and if he thinks I'm pretty cute maybe we would start dating again.... that would be so nice. The bell immediately get and scares the living hell out of me so I jump in my seat again.

I grab my bag and run out the door as fast as I could. I ran to my locker and put some books in it. "hey beautiful" I hear. I turn around and Zayn was standing their with their with a smirk. "thanks" I say and giggle a little. Zayn ha always been cute but he was a player so I wouldn't get to close to him if I were you. "so you free later/" he asks me and I quickly shake my head " I have to meet up with someone else today" I reply "but I busy all this month so I cant go with you to anywhere ... sorry" I add on a lie. He smiles and nods "its ok babe" he says and leaves. I let go of my breath I was holding in while he was talking to me. I take a look at the time "SHIT" I yell while finding out it was 2:50pm "I'm going to be late and my mother is going to kill me" I repeat to myself while running home.

When I finally arrive home, I see a strange black car parked outside my driveway. My heart starts to beat fast but I have to control it .... but I just cant something about that car is making me feel this way. I walk to my front door and take a few deep breaths and finally enter. I walk to the living room and see my mother talking to Mrs. Styles. "um, where's harry?" I ask quickly while I couldn't hold it in. I cant deny it I missed him a lot. Mrs. Styles smiles and looked at me "oh my god. you have grown so much sweetie! " she laughs with joy and is shocked " he's in your room" she finally manages to answer my question and I run up stairs and walk in my room, where he was.

He was much taller than me, he was muscular, he had a few tattoos, I was lost. I think I might've fell in love with him again. He turned around and the first thing I noticed was his eyes. "remember me?" he asked in his deep British and raspy voice. My heart melted while he smiled his cheeky smile and he showed his dimples. I nodded "yea I remember" I manage t say while still admiring his perfection.

Harry walked toward me "do you remember when we first met?" he asked. I smiled and nodded. "do you remember when we first got in trouble together?" he continued to ask, I laughed and nodded "of course I respond. He took a step closer to me and grabbed my chin so I was forced to loo directly into his eyes "do you remember our first kiss?' he asked me. I was so tempted to kiss his dark lips but I knew I had to answer his question. I nod a little "y-" " CARTER! HARRY ! ME AND MRS. STYLES ARE LEAVING TO BUY GROCCERIES!" my mom yelled from downstairs interrupting me and harry. "OK MOM!!!" I yelled back. Harry chuckled and let go of me to look around my room again. " you haven't changed a bit" he says in a low voice but I don't respond to his comment.

while standing against my wall and watching harry explore my room I begin to remember all the adorable moments me and harry did when we were small and in love.  " would you like to start where we left off?" harry asked me while noticing I was thinking about something. "huh?" I say while not understanding his question. "would you like to be my girlfriend again? and start off where we left off?" he asked . I gulp and bite my lip "I don't know if that's a great idea..."  I respond.

He raises his eyebrow and he seemed bothered by my answer. "why not?" he asked. "because, we were little, harry, it might've been puppy love, maybe we didn't love each other at all maybe we just felt the need to be together because our parents were best friends. harry... and besides you have to admit... every time we took it to another level, I started to loose you little by little, whether you mistreated me or you moved away... remember?" I tried to explain but it didn't seem like he listened to a word I said. I walked to him and put my hand on his lower back "harry, I'm sorry but we just cant be together right now". He looked at me and nodded "I understand, ill prove it to you" he says, I raise my eyebrow. "prove what to me?" I ask " prove that I did love you, that still do, and ill prove you wrong about what you said about loosing me" he replied. His words warmed my heart but I couldn't give myself up to him because of his words, many boys know what to say to a girl but not all of them know how to treat a girl. I smiled while looking at him and we spent all the night at my room until his mom arrived and took him.

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