I live with Harry Styles

Chapter 1

Anna's POV:

"Why am I going to live with this 'Harry Styles' dude that everyone loves?" I asked my mother.

"Your going to a college over in Holmes Chapel and his flat was the closet we found"

I rolled my eyes. I don't really have a thing for One Direction, and now I have to live with one of the band members. I have to fly all the way from L.A. to Holmes Chapel, England.

I'm even surprised I've never bumped into a 'Harry Styles' because I hear he is in L.A. a lot. My flight is booked for tomorrow and right now I'm finishing my packing.

I went upstairs to get into the shower and I went to bed. It was hard for me to sleep though, because I have to move away from my friends and family.

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Anna's POV:

The sun was shining into my eyes making me wake up. I groaned and I stretched. I sit up and I look around my room, sad that I have to leave it.

I get up, I put on my short-shorts, my ruffled, baby blue tank top on. I brush my teeth and I fix my hair into a messy braid.

My flight is booked at 1:00 this afternoon and right now it is 11:00 so I am going to go out for breakfast with my best friend Layla.

I got into my car and drove to the restaurant. I sat there waiting for Layla for about 10 minutes until she walked in. She was wearing her favorite oversized sweater and her leggings. It's crazy of her to wear such warm clothes in the summer.

"Hey girl!" Layla smiled.

"Hey" I yawned.

Layla is a lot more outgoing than me. And plus I am still tired from waking up.

"So are you excited to move in with Harry Styles?" Layla asked.

She happens to love Harry a lot.

"I don't really care" I spoke so boringly.

The waitress came and asked for our orders.

"Hi, can I have some waffles and some toast please?" I asked the waitress.

"Would you like any sausage on the side?"

"No thanks, I'm a vegan" I shake my head.

Layla and I ate, and when we were done eating we talked for hours. I am really gonna miss this girl. We said our goodbyes and we left each other almost crying.

I have about 30 min. until I have to head to the airport so I am going to go home and say goodbye to my parents. I wonder how they feel about there 17 yr old daughter moving in with a 20 yr old famous person.

"Listen mom, I'll call you every week when I can okay?" My mom was crying, but she was proud of me leaving to college.

"Love you daddy, I'll always be daddies little girl okay?" My dad wasn't crying he was just mixed with emotions. "Okay, I'm proud of you baby girl"

I grinned as I grabbed the handle to my suitcase and walked slowly out the door. I turned around to look at my childhood house one last time.