You and I (h.s)

Chapter 1

Poppy POV

"Shit" I mumble under my breath as i run up the stairs to my dance studio. i rented studio 3 out from 4 till 6, its 4:30. I'm late, as usual. i finally get to the top of the small stair case and rush with my dance bag to the studio, waving at Louise as i ran past.

I finally get in the studio and shut the door behind me, drop my bag down and go to the sound system to plug my phone into the aux and play some music to stretch to. i walk to the middle of the room and start to stretch. I've been dance since i was 2. when i moved to the UK at the beginning of the year i was worried about having to give it up. But luckily down the road from my small flat was a studio that lets people rent out studios and i was ecstatic. As soon as i got settled into university and living away from my mum i signed up for classes.

And now i normally rent out a studio everyday just to fool around in and have fun wile also keeping fit.

I decide to play a slow song and just improv, I happy that studio 3 is at the back of the dance studio so no one usually watches me. I know i'm an OK dancer but i prefer to dance by myself or with my best friend Lucy.

"Point your toes women!" a voice yells from behind me, i get up off the floor and rush over to give her a hug.

"Hey Lucy" i say as i step back, "what are you doing here?" i ask while getting a drink from my water bottle.

"So, you that band i love, One Direction?" she asks as i nod and go to turn down my music. "Well they are performing next week and i got 2 tickets and Andrew bailed on me and i was hoping you would come?" she says while looking at me with a hopeful glint in her brown eyes.

"I don't even know or like their music" i say with a sigh and i sit down.

"Please, I'll pay for drinks the next time we go out" she says clasping her hands together, as if to beg.

"ugh, fine I'll go" i say with a role of my eyes.

Lucy squeals and hugs me before standing up, "I'll see you at the flat later, "m cooking!" and with that she leaves.

i groan and fall back so I'm laying on my back on the cold, hardwood floors. i get up and turn back up my music and start to dance again. this time one of my favorite songs came on so i put my heart into it. as i finish i look up into the mirror and through the viewing window at the back of the room are a bunch of people. I stand up blushing bright red as i go to my phone to turn off my music and check the time. It was 6:15. i get my water bottle and and my bag and walk out of the studio.

"Sorry i lost track of time, the studio is all yours" i say as i pass one of the men.

"Your fine love" He answers as he and the rest of the people walk into the dance studio. all except one. He looked to be about my age if not a year older. He has these crazy green eyes, they looked like a dewy forest right after a rainstorm, so vibrant. i found my self staring into them.

"You're really talented you know" he says, i blush and look away from his eyes to see him smiling kindly at me.

"Thanks, i was just fooling around" i say as i move past him to sit on the bench and put my shoes on.

"If that was you just fooling around i wanna see what it looks like when your actually trying" he says with a laugh. i smile and look up at him.

"I'm Poppy" i say as i extend my hand towards him.

"Harry" he says as he shakes my hand, those brilliant green eyes boring into my own. I stand up after I've finish tying my shoe lacy and i turn to face Harry.

"i better get going, my roommate will start to worry soon" i say as i pick up my bag and hike it up onto my shoulder.

"Before you go, can i get you number?" he says as he gently holds onto my forearm. "i um, really enjoyed our little um, chat" he stutters with a blush on his cheeks.

"Sure" i say with a small smile. i had him my phone and he hands me his. I put my number into his phone and hand it back to him and he does the same.

"I guess i see you around Poppy" he says with a sweet smile.

i just smile back back and nod as i start to walk back down the hallway towards the stairs, with a floating feeling and butterfly's in my stomach i start my walk back to my flat.

Walking into my flat the amazing smell of steamed chicken filled my nose and i smile. The flat Lucy and i share in very open. Our front door leads right into the living room where we have a sofa and a couple of comfy chairs, our small Tv and coffee table, we have book cases filled with books and even more books scattered around the room on tables everywhere, we have a window seat with plants in the corner. Exposed brick covers the wall behind the tv and white wall paper everywhere else. there is a small step and the an arch way into the kitchen, filled with marble counter tops and hard wood floor. Very simple but very us. We like to think our flat is very homey and cozy. we have plants everywhere and blankets are always in reach.

we have a spiral staircase leading to our bedrooms and the upstairs bathroom. I love our flat because in the short year we have been living there it feel more like home then my parents house and i love that.

I wander into kitchen after placing my danced bag by the door and hanging my coat on the hook by the door, i take a seat at one of the stalls and watch as Lucy continues to cook.

"Smells great luce" i say as i close my eyes and breathe in the amazing scent. Lucy just laughed at me.

"You're in luck, I've just finished" she says as she puts a plate in front of me with half a steamed chicken breast with vegetables.

"Thanks queenie" i say, "guess what!" i say as i rememeber what happened after dance.

I tell Lucy the story while we ate our dinner and she some how convinces me to ask him to get coffee together tomorrow morning. So tomorrow morning before class i'm meeting up with harry, and not going to lie i was very excited about it.