His - Harry Styles fiction

Beginning

Another morning, only this is a little different from the others. What do you think it is? Well of course, the first day of school. Horror! I have to be in the same class with those jerks again, I wake up in my bed, it's 6:00 ... Oh, yes I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Sarah, but you can call me Sara. I am 17 years old and going to the fourth grade of Buckingham High School. I live in London with my mother and father. I have a sister Alia, but I call her Lia, she goes to college and lives in her apartment, she is 19 years old. Tired, I get out of my comfortable bed and walk to the closet to see what I'm going to wear. Of course I opted for ripped jeans and a white addidas shirt, and I’ll take a denim jacket because it’s pretty cool here in the morning. I go to the bathroom I do what I need and I get out of it.

I re-enter my room, and sit at the makeup table and desk. I’ve never done too much makeup for school even though I love makeup too much, however today I have to. I have huge under-eye circles on which I put concealer, and powder and mascara and finally labello. I look a little better now. I get up, take my backpack, and look once more at the large mirror in the closet. I'm great. I leave the room and go down the stairs. "Morning," I said, kissing Mom and then Dad.

"Morning," they replied. "Aren't these the boys in your class?" My mom said. "Which one?" I asked curiously.

"These." showed me a picture.

"If they did, what does it say about them now?"

"It says that as a band, One Direction broke the record for the most female fans in the world."

"Hah, good luck to them, I don't care." I said I looked at my watch. It's already 7:20, I have to go, so I'm not going to be late for the first day of school, am I? I said you put on your sneakers and headed for school. I will go on foot, it takes me 10-20 minutes to get to school anyway. As I walked I wondered how these morons could break the record. I mean, they’re handsome, it’s not that they’re not, but they’re disgusting. Every other night in bed. Free fuckboys. They haven't slept with me and a couple of other girls yet. I keep going however in my thinking I bump into someone. "Why don't you watch where you're going?" He said, "I'm sorry ... Sam, you i***t, you scared me!" She said now to her best friend. I've known him since I was three. I flew up to him and hugged him tightly, which of course he retaliated.

And so we were walking to the classroom for about 5 minutes when I heard someone calling my name. I turned and saw Maddie, my best friend. She flew up and jumped on me and hugged me, "Mads, Mads, you're choking me a little," I said, barely reaching the air, to which she relented a little. We hugged like that until we heard screams behind us. I immediately knew why. “One Direction” was behind.Ugh walk like they won school.