h & t

Chapter 1

Tierneys POV: My eyes scanned the room searching for the perfect seat. I decided on a spot towards the middle of the room and quickly ascended the stairs before taking a seat and pulling out my computer. I powered it on and excitedly looked around the room. My first day of college was finally here.

After a few minutes a man strolled into the room holding a briefcase. He was dressed in a suit minus the jacket. He placed his bag on the desk at the front of the room, introduced himself as Mr. Michaels, and began going over the syllabus for the year. However a few minutes into his lecture the door was ripped open and a boy came striding in. He was wearing tight jeans and a hoodie that hid his face from where I was sitting. "Nice of you to join us Styles" the professor yelled up at the boy who was walking up the stairs for a seat in the very back.

I couldn't believe he had the nerve to just stroll on into class 5 minutes late and act as if nothing was wrong! The professor didn't even seem to mind and went right back to his lecture after the interruption.

"Okay class your first assignment is to write a piece on one of your classmates. The list of partners is on my desk. I want it to be 1,000 words and it is due on Monday. Good luck," said Mr. Michaels before grabbing his brief case and leaving.

Everyone in the room slowly got up and made their way to the front of the room. I followed suit and was eventually handed the paper. My eyes scanned the sheet searching for my name. I finally found it and slid my finger over the paper horizontally to find my partners name. "Harry Styles."

Everyone began to ask around for names in hope of locating their partner but I didn't have to. I already knew who my partner was, so I scanned the room for the boy in the hoodie. He was still sitting at the top of the room with his feet propped up in the chair in front of him. I took a deep breath and began to walk towards him.

"Harry?" I questioned slowly stepping towards the figure. His head slowly turned and his hoodie fell from his head. His green eyes met mine and he slowly raked his eyes down my body. I felt uncomfortable standing under his glare. "Are you my partner" he asked regaining eye contact with me. His raspy voice and deep accent caught me by surprise. "Uh yeah um our names were on the uh sheet" I stupidly mumbled to him. "Great, take a seat," he told me motioning to the seat next to him.

"What do you want to know" he asked while closing his eyes and leaning his head back. My eyes finally had a chance to examine him as he rested. His hair was a brown curly mess shoved to the side and his jawline was sharp. His lips were wet and a nice shade of pink. I almost forgot I was supposed to be asking him questions and mentally cursed before opening up Microsoft Word and began to ask him questions.

9/13/14
Harry Edward Styles
Born: 2/1/94 in Holmes Chapel, Cheshire UK
Family:
Mother- Anne
Sister- Gemma
Father- Unknown

"What was your childhood like," I asked. "Terrible. We were dirt poor and my father wasn't in the picture. My sister hated me and I got in a lot of fights. I was kicked out of three school before I was 12 because of violence. I finished my GCSE online and got a job. I ended up working in a bakery where my paycheck was nothing but I did get leftovers. One day my mom got sick and sent me and my sister off to college so she wouldn't have to take care of us. Now here I am at NYU on a scholarship," he explained as i hurriedly wrote down his story.

I didn't know what to say after he was done with his story. His childhood was sad and I felt sorry for him. I wanted to say I was sorry for what he is going through and went through but I was interrupted by the bell. "See you tomorrow" he told me while standing up and leaving.

The rest of my day was boring. I went to two more classes and then spent the rest of the day in my dorm. My roommate was a cheerleader named Emma and didn't spend much time in the room. I watched two movies on Netflix and ordered Chinese food for dinner. While I was laying in bed trying to fall asleep I couldn't help but think of Harry. When was the last time he saw his mom? Why did his dad leave? Does he speak to his sister? I feel asleep thinking of the green eyed boy who had caught my attention.
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I walked into class just before the bell and quickly found a seat. Our professor instructed us to continue working on our assignments and left the room. I stood up and made my way to the back of the room where Harry would be. Today he was wearing a black shirt and black jeans. He was busy texting on his phone and chewing some gum when I slid into the seat next to him. We spent the rest of class talking about his hobbies and future.

Right before the bell rang he informed me that he wouldn't be in class for the rest of the week. I asked him why not and he told me it was none of my business. He then asked for my number and said he would call me when he was available so that he could write his assignment about me. The bell rang and he smiled revealing deep dimples before he said goodbye and practically sprinted out of class.
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The rest of my week was painfully slow. College was not as exciting as I thought it would be. I slept most of the time and are really inexpensive food every night. I found a nice gym a few blocks from campus and bought a membership so I could spend some time working out and stay in shape. Then on Friday night Harry finally called. He told me that he could meet up tomorrow night at his frat house and I told him I would see him tomorrow before hanging up.
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I pressed print and my shitty printer slowly began to print out my assignment. While it was printing I decided to change out of my sweatpants and into some jeans before I left to meet Harry. Emma was sitting in front of the mirror putting on makeup for some party she was going to. "I know it might not be your thing but I was wondering if you wanted to come with me tonight" Emma said while putting on mascara. "Oh um thanks for asking but I have to meet with Harry tonight for a project" I explained to her. "Harry Styles?" Emma questioned stopping he application and turning to me. "Yeah, do you know him?" I asked confused. "Of course I do Tierney! He is totally hot and he's the one throwing the party tonight!" she told me.

After much persuasion Emma talked me into letting her dress me for the night. She told me I couldn't go to a party in jeans and a shirt. I didn't understand why Harry didn't tell me he was throwing a party. Why did he say we could talk if he was throwing one?

I stood uncomfortably in front of the mirror. I had been to parties before, but not ones where dresses and heels were a necessity. I just like every other girl in the world like to get my slut on but not as a freshman surrounded by upperclassmen at my first frat party. Emma's black dress was tight on my body. The back was cut out so I couldn't wear a bra and the front was low creating cleavage. The bottom of the dress was looser but not very long my butt was just covered. The heels I stood in were very tall and expensive. The famous red bottoms made my eyes widen when I saw them. "Let's go" Emma excitedly said pulling me out of the dorm and off to have a good night.

The music was loud. The whole house seemed to shake as large speakers blasted dance music. Cups of alcohol were scattered everywhere and it was crowded. Emma held my hand and pulled me through people until we made it to the kitchen. She poured some dr. pepper into two cups and then filled the cup up with some vodka. She handed me a cup and I began to sip at it. "Emma!" some blonde boy shouted over the music and hugged her. "Niall this is my new roommate Tierney, she knows Harry and is actually looking for him! Have you seen him?" Emma yelled. "Nice to meet you" the blonde exclaimed before turning and pointing towards the living room. "I think he is in there" the blonde told me. I nodded and began to make my way to the living room.

My eyes scanned the room looking for the familiar heap of curls. I finally found them sitting on a couch talking to a few people. I made my way over to Harry and was surprised when he locked eyes with me and smiled. He scooted over and made space for me to sit next to him. I sat and his lips moved towards my ear. "I'm glad you came. You look hot by the way."

I blushed and drank from my cup because I didn't know how to respond. Some dark haired kid came up to Harry and whispered something in his ear. Harry nodded and grabbed my hand pulling me off of the couch and leading me to a different room.

The room was cleared out so there was not furniture anywhere. A group of about ten people were all sat in a circle on the floor. I recognized the dark haired one from a few minutes ago. Harry and I both took a seat on the floor. I was confused and I felt awkward. I went to take another sip of my drink but there was nothing left. "Time to play suck and blow" some kid said smiling.

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