Yours | h.s

Chapter 1.

The house was filled with many intoxicated people with red cups in their hands. I'm not really much of a drinker. I really don't know why I'm here. I should have stayed at my dorm getting ready for my classes tomorrow. I'm not really the "party" type. In high school, I was known as the one who never really liked parties because people get so stupid when their drunk, but college is different, people in class dragged me along to this party that I don't even belong in. They're all over there getting drunk and high while I'm just sitting in the corner waiting to go back to the dorm. These are the times when I wish I should have drove myself. Numerous things go on at these parties, it's insane. I'm pretty sure all the rooms upstairs are occupied with people getting off tonight.

"Hey Anna" My roommate, Hailey, calls. Her brown hair sways down by her chest and her hazel eyes are something you find yourself always adoring.

"Come here!" She motions her hand for me to head to where she is sitting.

I walk toward her and there's an empty seat on the sofa she is sitting on. Everyone by the sofa seems to stare at me while I take a seat. I recognize most of the people here from my class, but there's one person I've never seen before. His curls are pushed back from his forehead and from what I can see, he has dark green eyes. Once he looks up at me and I realize that I've been staring at him. I quickly turn away and I feel my cheeks burn. I look back and see he has a smirk across his face. Hailey notices and turns to me.

"Stay away from him, he's trouble." She whispers.

I feel my face turn pale as I hear her words.

"Who is he?" I ask.

"Harry, Harry Styles." She says.

...

I wake up exhausted from staying at the party so late last night. The sun is bright through my window. I look at my clock and the realize the time is 7:06 am. I jump out of bed and hurry to the shower.

"Shit. Shit. Shit" I say turning on the shower.

If I don't hurry I'll be late for class. It starts at 7:30 but I still have to walk basically across the campus, which takes almost 15 minutes, to get to my class. I hop in the shower and quickly rinse off. I don't have anytime to wash my hair. By the time I finish putting on my clothes and head out the door, it's already 7:18. I only have 12 minutes to get to class. I run as fast as I can to the building my class is in and I thank the Lord my class isn't upstairs first period. As I reach the class, I bump into someone I saw last night. Harry. He bites his lower lip as I look up at him. I realize that I have only a few seconds left before I'm late so I run toward the class and arrive just as the bell rings. I'm out of breath as I take my seat and everyone is basically staring at me.

"Goodmorning class" A tall man around the age of 30 named, Mr. Holt, says in front of the room.

The rest of the class time is filled with lectures on something that no one seems to care about. It feels like ages until the bell finally rings. Today is dragging on for so long. I just want to go back to my dorm and sleep.

When it's the end of the day and I'm exhausted. After a long day, I finally reach my dorm. When I open the door, I see him again. What is he doing here? He turns and looks in my direction.

"W-What are you doing here?" I don't really know what else to say.

"Looking for Hailey." He sternly says.

"Well she's not here." I reply harshly.

What is with his attitude.

He turns away and sits there. His eyebrows scrunched together, he looks annoyed.

I'm pretty sure he isn't going to leave so I just continue to do what I was intending.

I grab my pajamas from the drawer and I can feel his eyes on me. I head to the bathroom to quickly change and put my hair up into a high messy bun.

He's still there, sitting in the same position he was, when I get out. I pull out tonight's homework and start finishing it up for tomorrow.

"What's your name?" He says in a deep, raspy voice.

"A-Anna." I stutter.

"Harry" He says.

"Have you ever been touched before?" He continues.

"W-What?" I manage to say.

"Have you ever had sex?" His voice calm.

My cheeks begin to burn. How is he so confident and open about this topic. I think he realizes the answer with my face burning red. It's true. I haven't. The only person I've been with gave me scars at I will never forget and I don't even know if we were considered dating.

I walk toward my bookshelf in hopes of hiding my emotions.

He laughs to himself and I feel embarrassed.

"Do you have anything better to do than to sit there and laugh at me?" I turn to face him, my voice sounds more hurt than I wanted.

His face softens. He stands up and walks toward me. I suddenly feel afraid. He's now only a few inches away from me. The proximity of our bodies is closer than I would like. I try to step back but I bump into the bookshelf. His eyes on mine while biting his bottom lip. I notice more features on his face that send chills down my spine.

His face now only inches away from mine.

"You want to know what it's like to be touched" He says softly.

"I can make you feel something so good, no one else will compare." His breath hot against my skin. I feel my insides burn at the thought. My breathing is uneven and I feel my heart start to race.

"I-I.." I can't seem to get any words out.

Suddenly the door opens and I jump. Hailey soon appears through the door.

"Harry?! What are you doing here?" She asks almost yelling.

"I was just about to leave." He says.

What.

He takes a glance at me with a smirk and walks out the door.

Didn't he say he was looking for Hailey?

As soon as Harry leaves, Hailey floods me with tons of questions but I'm still in shock at what just happened.

{Hiiiiiii. Sorry this chapter is so short but I hope you guys like it! xx}