Lost { A Harry Styles Fan fiction }

Chapter 3

Everything about being in Cali is so different, the only thing keeping me here is the beautiful man I saw down stairs I thought to myself. " What if I can't make it here? What if I fuck things up Victoria? I'm not California material! How did I manage to pick a college here instead of in Tennessee?" I manage to get out before my voice cracks. I know its a little late to be worrying about this now considering we drove all the way to the West coast with all of our shit and paid for an apartment until we move into our dorms in the fall. " You're over thinking this you'll be fine I promise! Lets go down to the pool and swim maybe that will clear your head." says Victoria. I groan to myself as I pull myself off the bed to find a bathing suit, I'm so insecure how does she expect me to show off my flabby body beside her amazingly skinny one? This is too much for my mind to handle.

We take the stairs down to the pool that is on the first floor, thank god no one is in there but us. "So you think you'll see Mr. Sexy pants again?"Victoria wiggles her eyebrows. " Oh my god ew tori don't ever call him Mr. Sexy pants again! But anyways I don't know? I highly doubt it but even if I did what good would it do?" I muttered lost in thought about the one and only Mr. Sexy Pants. Wouldn't you know that as soon as I got out of the pool to jump off the diving board he has to make his appearance showing off his beautiful toned chest and extremely attracting tattoos, I jump in faster than I had planned due to the fact I didn't want him seeing my flabby stomach and chubby thighs. One look at Victoria's beautiful body it would be the end of any chance I had with him even though my chances are already as slim as my chances of being Ariana Grande. Victoria mouths in my direction " is that him?". I nod, wondering if it was really that obvious. Why does my life have to be so ironic? He makes direct eye contact with me and then Victoria and says "what? Cat got your tongue?"