Jenn's POV
*Last Classe/Science*
Mr. Rogers was giving out partners, randomly. "And last but not least, Jenn Bradley and Harry Styles." He called out. I thought I could finally interview him. We talked about what we were going to do for our Science project, we choose a Bottle rocket in many different forms to see which one flew the farthest. He kept smirking at me, I was just smiling back. I didn't know what he was doing.. but I love the way he smiles. I am kinda crushing on him all ready and it was only the 2nd day. I walked home listening to my iPod Classic(I know, old, but it still works, so...), thinking about Harry. Let's just say I had ALOT of love songs on my phone. I got home and and went upstairs, got on my laptop and decided to do some reasearch about this rocket shit. I almost finished our essay, and I texted Harry: 'Hey, Harry want to go over the essay I almost finshed? We need to get started early so we won't have to rush.' He replied "Yeah, I guess." Ugh, I hated how he does care about school. I changed into leggings and a long tee shirt that was for 5SOS(5 Seconds of Summer, if you didn't know!). I slipped in my red toms. I put my hair in a high messy bun and some nerd glasses. I grabbed my Mac and ran out the door, anxious to meet him.
I knocked on his door, he answered and invited me in, walking and dragging me to the dinning room. Mid-way through his mom came in. "Harry, is this your girlfriend?" I started blushing. "Of course, not! It was just by coincidence that she and I were chosen to be science partners on this project." At first, he started to blush, but then gave her a death glare,. "Yeah, of course. Here, have some tea." She said, while rolling her eyes at Harry. I finished my tea, and thanked Harry's mom. "Oh, no problem! You can call me Anne, by the way." Harry, basically, dragged me up to his room, and we started on the research.
~~ After around 2 hours of research~~
I look at the time on my Mac, and it read: 11:00 PM. "Holy shit, I gotta get home. My mom's going to kill me!" I rushed, while wrapping everything up. "Slow down! Let me walk you home, I don't want some creepy rapist to jump you." He said. "Oh, fine!" I yelled, while running down the stairs, pulling on my toms, and saying bye to Anne. We talked about home, how it was in the UK and I talked about how it is here "in the states" as he calls it. When we got to my door he tried to hug me, but while he was putting his arm around me, I gave him a high five. "Bye, Harold!" I shouted, while I watched him walk back to his house. When I walked in my dad was cuddling with a brown, curly haired head on the couch, while watching Orange Is The New Black. It was Meredith, he had been seeing her for a while. She hates me, she said I'm going to come in between her and my dad. I tried to go quietly up the stairs, but the universe didn't want that to happen. "Jenn, you're home!" Dad said, looking up from the TV. "Hi, Dad. Hey Meredith!" I sorta squeaked and wove towards her direction while running to my room. What the hell is she doing here?, I thought. She had been meeting my dad at the local bar, and once my dad took me to meet her. I said Hi, and I was nice and all, but then I just completely died of boredom. I changed into a tank top and some pj pants. I wasn't going to go to sleep, so I was charging my phone and playing on my computer. While I was watching Tyler Oakley on YouTube, in the middle of a Q and Slay, my dad barged in! I paused the video, and took out my headphones. "Honey, is it okay if Merry can stay the night?" He asked. I rolled my eyes at the fact that he called Meredith, Merry. "Fine, just--" He slammed the door on me and cut me off. Make sure I don't have to clean up after y'all... I went onto Skype and I decided to Skype my besties. I told them about the news, and they agreed with me and rolled my eyes when I told them what I thought when I got into the house. They all hated her too, which I'm joyful of. After they told me about their day, I was starting to get tired. So I got off Skype and went to sleep. Tomorrow was Friday and I'm. LITERALLY. FANGIRLING.
