Good Boy//h.s.

.4

That's Katherine.^^^
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Samantha's POV:

"Oh..um hi, alley girl." Harry said smiling down at me. He wore a black trench coat, a red scarf, black jeans, and black and white vans. Big round glasses adoring his face.

"Alley girl? Is that what your gonna call me?" Raising my eyebrow at him, small smile on my face. He shoved his hands in his pockets, shivering a bit.

"Well we never got to give proper introductions. You left before I could....ah." He mumbled, pushing his glasses up his nose. My smile grew bigger at his answer.

"Samantha Morgan. My friends call me Sam or Sammy tho." I stuck my hand out for a handshake. His smile shy as he returned the handshake.

"Styles, Harry Styles." I snorted at his joke to which he gave a cheeky smile. I noticed the way his hand wrapped around my smaller one. Pulling away before looking as creepy as I actually am. "So.....um where are you heading to?"

"Oh-ah I was going to the grocery store ." I lied, patting my hair back from my face. "My friends need...chocolate, yeah chocolate."

Chocolate bitch, chocolate....nice going ya dumb turd.

"Oh I was going there too." He said bringing his keys up from pocket. Looking down at his feet, drawing a pattern in the snow.

Ask him to go with you. The hell you just standing there for!

"Wanna go with me?" His head shot up, like that's what he wanted me to ask.

"Yeah-sure. I mean sure, yeah lets go." He rushed out before starting towards his car. My face scrunched up at the sight of his car.

"No offence but I think we should take my car." I laughed as he turned around with an offended look on his face.

"Why not?" He asked crossing his arms. He may look all sweet and innocent but I can already tell he has a sassy side to him.

"Well, were should I start? Its low, rusty, look like it was made in the 80's, the brakes are probably horrid, and you have no snow chains on your tires. Adding all that up, we'll die before we even make it half way to the grocery store." He opened and closed his mouth, looking for a comeback maybe. But everything I said was 100% true.

"How do you suggest we get there then, Samantha?" I failed to suppress the shiver that went through my body when he said my name, but Harry looked passed it. Probably thinking it was caused from the cold.

"We can take my car." I turned towards my beautiful matte black 2017 Range Rover. My dream car for the year. I named him Rex.

Giving your car a name? How original and lame.

"Oh...it's nice I guess." I smiled as he mumbled to his self, walking towards the car.