Falling For The Curls

5

Rosie's POV

"I'm not going over there." I told Jake as he wrapped his jacket around me - the kind and boyfriend gesture.

Which made me think again.

We aren't together so why is he doing this?

"He's hurt." Charlotte pleaded.

"Oh well." I replied.

I didn't care about some celebrity.

Not that long after making it clear I wasn't bothered, Jake went over first to help and I followed reluctantly.

As we began to walk Harry kept looking at me which was frustrating.

I avoided his eyes as much as possible as we went up to the university.

Upon arrival, Felicity, Head of Pastoral Care, spotted us carrying Harry in.

"Oh is this our new student?" She said, observing Harry."My daughter is a massive fan."

Harry smiled.

Typical.

"We weren't expecting your arrival until tomorrow and your room isn't ready.Could you possibly stay with Jake?" She said to Harry.

"We haven't got any room." Jake said plainly.

"I've got a cardboard box you can borrow." I said.

Charlotte his me and I chortled.

"Rosie! It's Harry Styles!" Charlotte said.

"So what." I said grumpily.

"Wait you have a spare bed, don't you Rosie?" Charlotte asked.

No No.Why did she have to say that?

"Er no.Boys don't share with girls anyway."

"I'm sure there can be an exception.C'mon Harry.I'll take you to first aid and then to Rosie's room."

"No way!" I shouted.

Felicity gave me the you-are-going-to-agree-or-else look.

As I returned to my room, completely infuriated, I thought of an excuse I could make.

Sam handled it badly.

"Harry Styles is sleeping with us tonight." I said indignantly.

I could see the resentment on her face as she said "You are joking, right?"

But she knew I wasn't.

I tried to make the bed he was sleeping on as uncomfortable as possible; I took the pillows and left the sheet and a thin blanket there.

"Do you want a drink?" Sam asked.

As soon as I had nodded there was knock at the door.

I sighed and got up from my bed and walked over to the door.

The arrogant Harry Styles stood before me.