Kate's POV
I walked around campus, looking at my map searching for my dorm. It wasn't going well at all, I was completely lost. There were too many streets named after foods and famous people for me to maneuver through. The trees were especially green and full this time of year, along with the flowers lining the streets making it seem like a fairy tale school. The birds were chirping beautiful tunes while the other students laid out in the grass chatting with their friends and enjoying the wonderful weather. As I looked down at my map once again, I bumped into a hard chest making me drop all of my things. "God dammit" we both mumbled, him helping me gather my books and papers. We looked up, our eyes meeting and it seemed like the world stopped for a good three to four seconds before everything started again and I realized he had asked me something. "What?" I asked dumbly, since I didn't hear what he asked while i was in my daydream. He chuckled, showing dimples on each of his cheeks, "I said I'm sorry I bumped into you, my names Harry."
"My names Kate. It's nice to meet you Harry, although I'm sorry it had to be this way" I giggled standing up and griping my books in my hands. "It's alright. What's your major?" He asked, walking with me down the street. "English, yours?" I responded. "Music. I've been told I have a good voice" he chuckled showing those dimples again. I couldn't help but smile at the curly haired boy. "Well maybe I can be the judge of that sometime" I winked, finally noticing my dorm just a few feet away. "Maybe," he smirked and took a piece of paper out of his bag and scribbled down something. "Here's my number, give me a call sometime yeah?" He smirked and pecked my cheek walking away while I stumbled into my door room. "Who was that hottie?" My roommate, Kali asked. "That was just a guy I met" I smiled to myself, setting my books down and falling onto my bed. "Well, I must say. You've been here for two weeks now and you already have hot guys at your feet!" She laughed. "Shut up Kali" I laughed along with her, thinking about if I should call Harry or not. I kept remembering the smell of his cologne, the way his hair looked in the sunlight, and more importantly the tattoos that dotted his arms. Those arms were amazingly built, and I couldn't help but wonder what his torso looked like. "Your thinking about him huh?" Kali grinned, poking my cheek and laughing. "Yeah, I am." I smiled.
