I live in England with my father Dave and my brother drake they both aren't to found of the idea of boys, especially drake
He's 21 years old and every guy I like he dislikes. he has a talk with them it goes something like this "if you hurt Jessie there will be no exestance of you" and it scares the crap out of them before I even get a chance to go on a first date. I moved to England last summer but before that I lived in France.
My name I Jessica but everybody calls me Jessie.
I started school not knowing anybody. I was on time to my class but by third period he walked in the teacher said " oh mr. Styles your late again" and I saw his face and all I could think was what a handsome green eyed angel I shouldn't have said angel because I was getting the bad boy vibe from him.
I thought I have to make an excuse to talk to him. So I moved my hand far enough to make my pencil fall hopeing it looked like an accident. I think it didn't because he looked at me smiled bent down picked it up handed it to me and stared at me until he saw that I noticed him looking.
Hi, my name is Jessica. I whispered so the teacher wouldn't hear.
Harry, Harry styles. He said back also whispering.
I'm 17, I said.
18, he said back.
He had the most amazing voice I've every heard. I have got to get to know him before the end of the day.
