I woke up with extremely messy hair and when I looked at the other side, my roommate was not to be seen, it was 7:30 and WAIT! It was 7:30! My class starts at 8, oh damn! I started brushing my teeth and I combed my hair, and I wore my favorite tshirt and jeans and a bit of make up and left, my class starts in 10 minutes! Couldn't that bitch wake me up?
I was tensed and I started running to my class, literally running, I reached outside just in time, luckily most of my classes are near my dorm room, they all were staring at me as I entered, I took the 3rd last seat too the left because I hate sitting in the front row, it's where the nerds and all sit, I saw someone enter then, it wasn't just someone, that person had curly hair and tattoos and green eyes, and he was tall and handsome and muscular, and he just looked OMG! He just looked like someone I knew but I wasn't sure if it was him... He couldn't be actually he must be just a look-a-like person, I can't believe I'm thinking about him again after all these years, it can't be Harry, it just can't,he sat on the 3rd last row, right across me, I kept staring at him and then he looked at me eyes wide, I turned my face and a few seconds later the teacher entered...
"Hello class, my name is Mr. Lolapottolis, I'm your English teacher, I have come from Chicago to teach you'll..."
He went on and on about himself, and the whole time I was just like 'no shit' 'wow' 'no one cares' 'good for you' and I just didn't care how he found his wife in the gutter or wherever he found her, the class soon got over and everybody was leaving the class, I was always the last one too leave the class cause I always like introducing myself too the teacher, because I need good marks, I went ahead to Mr.Lolapottis and said, "Hello sir my name is Heather hills, I'm from LA, and I love this enormous subject you teach"
He didn't say anything except "hmm" and I raised my eyebrow and said "okay yeah I have another class, yeah"
And I just left the class, he looked gay too me his thumb was in his left Shirt pocket, like who keeps their hand there?
I banged into someone, I didn't know who it was, it was a really tall figure who wore black, and I looked up and said "watch where you're..." And that's when I say those green eyes, I freaked a little but then became normal again."Hey" he said
"Ummm... Hi?"
I didn't know what too say because he defiantly looked like him."Do I know you from somewhere, maybe have we ever met?"
"Nope I don't think so!"
I said a little too quickly"Are you sure? Anyways what's your name?"
His voice OMG! He has such a deep sexy voice."Yep I'm pretty sure and my name is..." Someone interrupted me and said
"Hey Harry the party's today you're in..." He stopped as soon as he looked at me.
"Oh hey heather, what are you doing here?" I needed time too think did zayn just call this guy Harry? Like no that's not possible, this can't be Harry, he just can't, Harry's in England, I think I took too long to answer when zayn raised his eyebrow at me"Oh Hi zayn, I just had a class"
"Oh cool you're coming for the party tonight right? I really hope you don't ditch me"
"Yes I am" I smile
"Ahem ahem" Harry says, this can't be Harry, I'm so shocked right now, I don't know what's happening.
"Umm... I'm gonna go, I have homework" I say and started walking away with a quick wave to zayn, I can't believe what's happening! I'm pretty sure that's a coincidence, but I know it isn't, that is Harry styles, the one I cried for , for months after shifting too LA, and he didn't even email or write a letter to me, I'm just disappointed in him, so all I have too do is act as if I don't know him and I never knew him and I never went too the garden or too my aunts and his aunts places, and that we never had sleepovers and that we never went too a bird shop once and opened the cages and that we never threw ink behind Ms.Casey, yep that's exactly what I'll do in the party today, I'm gonna take it slow, but what if he remembers me? I can't stop thinking about this all, I think I should just go with the flow and see what happens.
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Who Knew? (Harry Styles)
FanfictionHeather, one of the most elegant and smart people around the downtown of London, lived in the neighbourhood of the one and only Harry Styles. They shared a relationship of being best friends and promised each other to never fade away from each other...