Out of nowhere, she's standing there. She's wearing those same worn out shoes she's had for years, her hair slightly messed up and in the way he always loved. He stands back, staring. He never thought he would see her smiling face again. He opens his mouth to tell her all the things he should've said so long ago, but hesitates and shakes his head. Because she doesn't remember.

The name is Alexandra Mikkel, aka Lexi. Age 19, from Portland, Oregon. Carefree, lover, partier and dancer. Those were the words that best described me. My boyfriend cheated on me with the same girl his friend Tom cheated on my friend. My parents didn't care much about me so they send me to London. I live with my uncles now. At first I hated it but then I met some nice guys and I have to say I really like one of them he looked like a bad boy but he is not. I'm not what he wants or what he needs. At least that's what i think. A/N: Feel free to vote and comment.

There's always a really hot guy at your high school you fall madly in love with. What type of complication does this cause when it's Harry Styles?