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Chapter 3

I am literally blushing, he just called me "love" that's so adorable. I've never been one for pet names but he's aloud to call me that any time he feels like it, and for some odd reason I hope that is often.

"And what's your name?" He asks snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Lexi, Lexi Anderson" I smiled.

"That's a beautiful name" he complimented, I thanked him with a small smile.

While millions of butterfly's entered my stomach forcefully.

All of the things I convinced myself just a while ago are thrown out the window, as we walk up and down the halls one class after another.

I can't help but stare at him, he's just so unlike any guy I've ever met. He is incredibly handsome, charming and not to mention hilarious.

"Well that's all for now, it's a half day so you won't get to all of your classes today, if you have any questions feel free to ask." I said smiling

He nodded while rubbing the back of his neck. I turned on my heel assuming we were finished, but I was obviously wrong. He jogged to my side clearing his throat "hey uhm text me, yeah?" He said as I stopped in front of the office. There was a hint of nervousness in his voice, as he stood in front of me with his hands shoved deep into his pockets, "sure" I replied sweetly with a smile.

Obviously pleased by my answer he smiled and pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, sure enough his number was on it. I couldn't help the huge stupid grin my face held as he handed me the piece of paper.

"Well I'll see you tomorrow then?" He asked questionably, I nodded waving goodbye as he walked down the hallway.

As I walked into the office I remained calm, even though on the inside I felt amazing, me Lexi Anderson just got a boys number but not just any boy, Harry Styles number, I squealed on the Inside.

I plopped down next to Samantha and sighed, "what's wrong?" She questioned "you were right" I giggled. She smiled smugly, " I told you" she winked.

As the bell rang I walked into my biology class, and took a seat in the back. Everyone but me had a partner because Samantha had switched classes.

I put my earphones in as I worked vigorously to complete my worksheet, I jumped as someone tapped on my shoulder. It was Harry.

I smiled pulling out my earphones, looking up at him as he towered over me. "Hey mind if I sit here?" He asked nervously.

"no not at all" I smiled. He let out a huge breath, that he seemed to be holding for quite a while obviously relieved. "Great! Thanks!" He said as he sat down on the stool next to me.

As class began Mrs. Hunter stood in front of the the room asking Harry to introduce himself to the entire class, he stood up uncomfortably looking around the room as he began to tell everyone about him self.

A few girls made comments like "are you single?" & "can I marry you?" I huffed and rolled my eyes. While Harry just laughed along with the giggling girls. I couldn't help but wonder would Harry still be interested in me? No. Of course not, he could have any girl he wanted... So why pick me?. I wasn't even entirely sure he was interested in me in the first place. Maybe he just wanted someone smart to befriend.

I had a scowl spread across my face, giving all the girls in the room a glare. Fucking whores.

Looking over at Harry, I tried to see if he had noticed all the hormonal teenage girls practically drooling over him.

Of course he hadn't. He was so perfect and he didn't even realize it, he smiled up at the board jotting something down.

His smile was unbelievable and I hadn't noticed until now, my anger completely dissolved as i watched two dimples appear on each side of his face.

I realized he had noticed me staring as he cleared his throat loudly, turning his neck giving me a crooked smile.

I turned and faced the front of the room as quickly as possible. How embarrassing.

Noticing how quiet I was Harry nudged me playfully, as my nose crinkled.

We spent the rest of the class period going back and forth about music, movies, and school. I loved talking to Harry we couldn't run out of things to talk about.

Before I knew it the bell rang and with a small smile I waved Harry off before heading to my next class. I was disappointed in a strange way, I wanted to spend more time with him.

But he surely didn't want to spend more time with me, did he?.

The day went by quickly, and I was more than ready to go home or anywhere els but school for that matter.

On the ride home with Samantha she talks excitedly about me and Harry, although I wasn't sure if there would ever be a "me and Harry" it just didn't seem possible.

Traffic was unbearable, but what did i expect? It's fucking New York.

I'm more than relieved letting out a sigh as we reach the curb of my house, I don't know how much more I could take of her yes shes my best friend, but I was feeling a little unsure of myself and her talking about there being an "us" wasn't making me feel any better about today.

Telling sam I would text her, I got out of the car as fast as I could not wanting to say something I didn't mean.

Waving her off I pushed my key into the door kicking it in with my foot as it opened I called out "Mom? Dad?" Silence. They were never home why even bother to call out? Not that I minded, I was usually busy doing my own thing and having over protective parents wouldn't fit into my lifestyle.

I dropped my bag onto the hardwood floor, shoving my shoes off as hurried upstairs. I plopped down onto the bed covering myself in blankets as the warmth engulfed me, my eyes became heavier by the minute as I began to drift off.

I awoke to my phone ringing, whipping my eyes with the back if my hand as I checked the clock it was only eight.

Annoyed i slid to answer "hello?" I said trying to sound as if I hadn't just woken up.

"Hey it's Harry!" He beamed.

"Hey Harry, uhm how'd you get my number?" I giggled.

"Oh well before first period your friend Samantha said for me to call you later on...she said you asked me to?" He sounded nervous, a hint of regret in his voice.

"I hope that's okay?" He added.

I laughed assuring him it was fine. After nearly talking, and laughing our asses off for two hours, promising to text each other we said our goodbyes.

Hanging up I let out a squeal as I kicked my feet up into the air excitedly, a huge grin spread across my face.

My mother must have gotten home while I was asleep, Dropping a pan onto the floor she screamed.

"Lexi what's going on up there?" I could hear her vigorously running up the stairs stopping in my doorway out of breath, as a horrified expression plastered her face.

Taking in her expression and appearance i laughed slightly covering my mouth with my hand, she was covered in spaghetti strings, with a deep scowl set on her face, and her eyes burning into mine.

"It's not funny Lexi!" She shrieked stomping out of the doorway and down the stairs, I stood up poking my head through the door "oh but it is mother" I smirked still laughing. Rolling her eyes as she disappeared into the kitchen.

Walking back to my bed I picked up my phone, sure enough Harry had texted me.

*Hey beautiful(:* he said.

My heart began to pound as the butterfly's returned.

Feeling ballsy I texted back saying *Hey handsome(:* I quickly pressed send awaiting for his reply nervously.