Alike every other girl, I sat in the front row of the bleachers staring dazed at the man Harry Styles. He was trying out for the football team today. He had on a school jersey, one that was soaked completely. Girls next to me whispered amongst themselves, squealing at Harry. I, myself, bit my lip in fascination.
Why did he have to be so attractive?
He seemed to notice the attention he was receiving - in fact, I think he was enjoying it. He glanced at the group of girls gathered at the bleachers and when he turned around, you could see him smirk. He turned so his back was facing us and then the most unexpected yet still expected thing happened; he took his shirt off.
Harry reached to grasp his shirt from the back, muscles straining as he pulled the shirt up and off of his body. All of the girls - including myself - screamed in delight at the delicious sight of his body. Some girls threw themselves onto their friends and whined at how badly they wanted to lick various liquids off of his abdominals.
I kept my eyes locked on the curly haired boy who continued to fetch for and throw the ball. He stopped every once in a while to stretch out his tired body and to do some push-ups, all of which we drooled over. When the practice was over, I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest. Harry redressed himself and walked into the locker rooms.
That's how it went for several weeks. I sat in the same group of girls to drool over the foreign exchange student and watch him practice shirtless. He had to have noticed us, now he doesn't even wear the jersey; he walks on to the field already shirtless.
I wasn't one of the girls who went up to him or ever made myself known that I was in his fan club. He usually walks up to his fan girls and greet them with classic flirting but he hasn't done that with me. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or bad thing. I decided to keep my fangirling a secret just in case he didn't know. I also stopped staying in his groupies' circle, staying more discreet at the top of the bleachers where I was less noticeable. I tried to ignore him during classes.
Though, yes I found him absolutely gorgeous, if he didn't know I was head over heels for him than I would make sure it stayed my secret.
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