Curls, Curls, and more Curls
It All Went Down Hill From Here
It was already the morning of my first day at my internship. I was interning at a psychologist office in downtown London. Rachael had insisted on picking out my outfit, which I must say was not that bad.
I stopped at the little coffee shop that Rachael had shown me, and not going to lie, it was some pretty damn good stuff. I checked the clock to see how much time I had to get to the tube in time, and took my time since I was still a few minutes early by an hour. My pocket of my peacoat vibrated and I checked to see who it was, and surely enough it was Rachael. I wasn't paying much attention as I was reading her text, and couldn't avoid the terrible mess that I was about to get into.
Just as I looked up, someone slammed right into me, smashing the styrofoam cup into my chest, hot stingy coffee leaking through my cloths. I gasped and flicked the coffee off my hands.
"Oh god, I am so sorry!" a husky british voice said. I looked up to see what kind of idiot who wasn't paying attention and froze as I realized who it was. Shit! A gorgeous curly haird guy was looking down with terror on his face, that suddenly started to shift into something else. "I honestly didn't mean too! I was walking and I just wasn't paying much attention and yeah, so sorry! I can pay for the coat!"
"No, it is fine, it was rather me than you who wasn't paying attention." I was trying to be calm the best I could be for the dude in front of me was not just another hot british boy, but Harry Styles. I wasn't much of a fan but it didn't keep me from thinking how hot he was.
"American? Why what brings you into London?" Harry asked picking up on my foreign accent.
"Here for studies and internship."
"Ah so you are an American University student?" He asked in such a strange tone.
"Yes, University of Chicago to be exact."
"Lovely place there in Chicago. So you must be atleast 18, right?"
"Yes..." I was not sure what he was getting at here but I knew that something was about to go down. And surely it did.
He had asked me to join him for drinks at a pub tomorrow night to make up for the coffee incident. I told him I would think about it which to me meant that I wasn't going to think about it and ignore him. Which than reminded me that I was actually old enough to drink here in the U.K. That soon lead me to wonder if Rachael already knew, which she probably did because of the clubbing the the other night. Than that got me distracted where I basically wasted ten minutes and dashed to the tube right on time and was soon at my destination with a little over ten minutes left.
Exhausted from my first day, I traveled back home and was ready to crash when Rachael tackled me down to the ground and put her face too close to mine that I thought she was going to kiss me.
"I SAW YOU GUYS!" She screeched.
"Saw who?"
"You and Harry Styles! I thought he was on tour with One Direction for a while but I guess they are on a break so I couldn't believe that you were talking to him. Of course I noticed those curls, I am practically in love with that boy! Ugh he is so fine." She started to get carried away and I quickly bucked her off and got free. "So what did you talk about with him. I only saw how you guys both ran into each other as I went to get my coffee and stopped to hide as I watched you guys. I know stalkerish but I couldn't help it. I mean that was Harry Styles for god sakes!"
I knew I had to tell her or else she wouldn't leave me alone so I just told her that he noticed my accent, asked how old, than asked to meet up for drinks.
"You are so going!" She gleefully shouted.
"Uh no, that boy is a womanizer and he likes older chicks so I will gladly pass."
"He only dated a few and that didn't last long. Just do it and find out for yourself! Hey you might even get to sleep with him!" Her eyes bugged out of her head at the thought of knowing someone who could possibly have sex with Harry.
"Hahahahahahahahahaha NO! Rachael I am still a virgin and I have no plans on having sex with Harry Styles." Her eyes looked like they were going to pop.
"You're a virgin still? Damn Bricklyn I would think that you would have popped that cherry a long time ago." I couldn't help but laugh.
"NO! I just can't think about that stuff. Like gross!" I was gagging.
"You are in college! How can you still be so grossed about making babies?" She seemed to surprised by what I said.
"I don't know I just- ugh don't make me think about it!"
"Fine we can stop this talk and I will leave you alone about still being a virgin if you go to the pub with Harry tomorrow. Either a whole semester of being teased or just one night of drinking?"
I knew that I really had no choice so it looked like I was meeting one famous lad at a pub tomorrow.
I stopped at the little coffee shop that Rachael had shown me, and not going to lie, it was some pretty damn good stuff. I checked the clock to see how much time I had to get to the tube in time, and took my time since I was still a few minutes early by an hour. My pocket of my peacoat vibrated and I checked to see who it was, and surely enough it was Rachael. I wasn't paying much attention as I was reading her text, and couldn't avoid the terrible mess that I was about to get into.
Just as I looked up, someone slammed right into me, smashing the styrofoam cup into my chest, hot stingy coffee leaking through my cloths. I gasped and flicked the coffee off my hands.
"Oh god, I am so sorry!" a husky british voice said. I looked up to see what kind of idiot who wasn't paying attention and froze as I realized who it was. Shit! A gorgeous curly haird guy was looking down with terror on his face, that suddenly started to shift into something else. "I honestly didn't mean too! I was walking and I just wasn't paying much attention and yeah, so sorry! I can pay for the coat!"
"No, it is fine, it was rather me than you who wasn't paying attention." I was trying to be calm the best I could be for the dude in front of me was not just another hot british boy, but Harry Styles. I wasn't much of a fan but it didn't keep me from thinking how hot he was.
"American? Why what brings you into London?" Harry asked picking up on my foreign accent.
"Here for studies and internship."
"Ah so you are an American University student?" He asked in such a strange tone.
"Yes, University of Chicago to be exact."
"Lovely place there in Chicago. So you must be atleast 18, right?"
"Yes..." I was not sure what he was getting at here but I knew that something was about to go down. And surely it did.
He had asked me to join him for drinks at a pub tomorrow night to make up for the coffee incident. I told him I would think about it which to me meant that I wasn't going to think about it and ignore him. Which than reminded me that I was actually old enough to drink here in the U.K. That soon lead me to wonder if Rachael already knew, which she probably did because of the clubbing the the other night. Than that got me distracted where I basically wasted ten minutes and dashed to the tube right on time and was soon at my destination with a little over ten minutes left.
Exhausted from my first day, I traveled back home and was ready to crash when Rachael tackled me down to the ground and put her face too close to mine that I thought she was going to kiss me.
"I SAW YOU GUYS!" She screeched.
"Saw who?"
"You and Harry Styles! I thought he was on tour with One Direction for a while but I guess they are on a break so I couldn't believe that you were talking to him. Of course I noticed those curls, I am practically in love with that boy! Ugh he is so fine." She started to get carried away and I quickly bucked her off and got free. "So what did you talk about with him. I only saw how you guys both ran into each other as I went to get my coffee and stopped to hide as I watched you guys. I know stalkerish but I couldn't help it. I mean that was Harry Styles for god sakes!"
I knew I had to tell her or else she wouldn't leave me alone so I just told her that he noticed my accent, asked how old, than asked to meet up for drinks.
"You are so going!" She gleefully shouted.
"Uh no, that boy is a womanizer and he likes older chicks so I will gladly pass."
"He only dated a few and that didn't last long. Just do it and find out for yourself! Hey you might even get to sleep with him!" Her eyes bugged out of her head at the thought of knowing someone who could possibly have sex with Harry.
"Hahahahahahahahahaha NO! Rachael I am still a virgin and I have no plans on having sex with Harry Styles." Her eyes looked like they were going to pop.
"You're a virgin still? Damn Bricklyn I would think that you would have popped that cherry a long time ago." I couldn't help but laugh.
"NO! I just can't think about that stuff. Like gross!" I was gagging.
"You are in college! How can you still be so grossed about making babies?" She seemed to surprised by what I said.
"I don't know I just- ugh don't make me think about it!"
"Fine we can stop this talk and I will leave you alone about still being a virgin if you go to the pub with Harry tomorrow. Either a whole semester of being teased or just one night of drinking?"
I knew that I really had no choice so it looked like I was meeting one famous lad at a pub tomorrow.
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