One Big Risk ~ A Harry Styles Fanfiction

CHAPTER 2

By the time we land and get all our baggage its 3:30 and we're calling a taxi. Paulina and I both agreed we would just buy new cars here once we got enough money. So, we both left our old cars back in NYC, because they were old hand me downs anyways , so they would probably break down anyways.

"Where to?", the taxi driver shouts as we put 6 boxes in the trunk and have to take the remaining 5 in the cab with us. 2 on each of our laps and 1 i n the middle of us.

I shift in my seat. "Medici Apartments".

Our apartment is about 20 minutes from UCLA, where we'll be going to college, but we wanted to be somewhere downtown, and you should've seen how beautiful these apartments are. They are in the heart of LA, surrounded by big buildings. There are plants and palm trees everywhere, and a big pool and gym. It looked perfect other than the fact that it was not as close to UCLA as some other places. But, I wasn't too worried about the drive.

"Apartment 304." I mumble to Paulina.

It takes us 4 trips to get all the boxes out of the cab, so I pay the taxi man and tip him. By the time we are upstairs and settled, its 5:30. I look around with wide eyes. Its amazing, so nice, and our patio has an amazing view. Our apartment has 2 bedrooms, and 2 bath. So its perfect and just the right size. "We made it", I scream twirling around the room, even though Im already 19 years old.

"I know", Paulina says giggling.

I walk to the table where I set some of my stuff and I grab my cell phone, telling Paulina Im going to walk around the complex and check stuff out. I invite her to come, but shes says shes going to start unpacking everything instead. I walk out the door, sticking the door and down the hall way to the elevator where I plan on going down to check out the pool.

As the elevator doors open with a ding, someone hurriedly makes their way out. We collide and I go crashing onto my ass. "You should watch where you walk a little more love", says a deep raspy voice.

"You bumped into me asshole. And the least you could do is help me up", I say rather harshly.

The guy laughs sticking out his hand. I take it, stand up, and brush myself off. "Your new", he mutters.

"Yeah and?" I reply crossing my arms. I feel like a 6 year old fighting for candy.

"Just stay out of my way, and if you know any better you won't talk to me like that. Everyone knows who I am and no one talks back to me. Are we clear love?", he says taking one step closer to me, and I can smell the peppermint on his breath. But its mixed with something. Smoke.

I realize he has a british accent and I look up at his face which is only inches from mine. Big green beautiful eyes stare back at me. He's a curly haired boy, with tattoos peaking out from his black shirt, on his chest and arms. He's very tall, towering slightly above me, seeing as Im pretty tall myself. He wears black pants and black boots.

"Who do you think you are?", I spit.

He doesn't answer, he just takes a step back, stares at me for awhile, and then smirks, walking away. I watch him walk down the long corridor, and I see him unlock the door and go into apartment 302 which is exactly across from mine. Great just fucking great.

Deciding that my mood is ruined, I walk back to my apartment. I'll just go check everything out tomorrow after classes.

I open the door. Paulina has 2 boxes unpacked. "You came back fast", she says.

"Yeah I decided to check everything out tomorrow, after I met this asshole that lives across the fucking way from us. I swear, biggest douche I've ever seen", I sigh.