Jackie's POV:

“Hello ma'am, I'm sorry to bug you, but I believe you gave me the wrong room number. A boy is already rooming in there. Would it be too much trouble to check again?” I asked, leaning on the counter in between us.

“No trouble at all, my dear.” She smiled at me. I grinned back, I loved nice little old ladies. They reminded me of my grandmother, I missed her. It'd been years since she past...Shaking off those sad thoughts I watched as her brow furrowed and she stare intensified on the computer. “It is Jacqueline, correct?” She asked, glancing at me.

“Yes, ma'am.” I answered her.

“Well it seems to be this lad in you room is the confused one. Would you like me to go speak to him, Jacqueline?” She questioned. Concern took over her eyes and I could tell she wanted me to say yes.

“That's quite alright, but thank you Ms...?” I trailed off not knowing her name.

“Mrs. James, but you can call me Hazel.” She smiled warmly at me.

“Well Hazel, you can call me Jackie.” I grinned at her. “I have to go kick a boy out of my room now, I'll see you later!” I called as I walked out.

“Good luck Jackie!” She laughed.I walked quickly back to the building holding my dorm, and quickly ran up the stairs. I took another couple of breaths to steady my breathing, and knocked heavily.

“Coming!” The boy from earlier called from the inside. I waited patiently while I heard running and cursing coming from the inside. Shortly after, the door swung open in one quick motion, presenting before me the young man, panting and breathless. His eyes bulged. “ Oh, it-t's you.” He stuttered, trying to regain his breath.

“Yes, its me again. Turns out I had gotten my room number right-” I started.

“Your my room mate?!” He asked excitedly.

“Well, no. This is my room actually. Mrs. James would like you to come see her so you may find your correct room.” I said with no emotion.

“Oh.” Was all he could say. I shuffled my feet a bit not knowing what to say either. I readjusted my sling bag, seeing as how it was digging into my shoulders from having worn it all day. I guess the young man noticed my discomfort. “Come in why don't you, I'll just pack my stuff and leave you in peace.” I followed him in and sat on the couch. He went into a room I assumed he was planning on claiming his. In the course of twenty minuets he was packed and ready, standing before me with a duffel bag over his shoulder. “Is that all you brought?” He questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, its not like I can't buy a few things. I'll get a job and buy what I need.” I replied shortly, hoping to give him the hint that I wanted him to leave. He understood and left with a disappointed look. I sighed. He seemed nice enough, but I just can't and won't trust boys. Yes one experience shouldn't taint all boy's reputation's, but I couldn't help it. Jake has made me scared to even talk to a boy, let alone love one again. I let go of those thoughts and moved what little things I had into the room the boy was going to claim. I laid down in bed to take a much needed nap before my roommate arrived.

Harry's POV:

I slowly walked to the dean's office, in no rush to get further from the girl who had no desire to even learn my name. I don't know why but I wanted to know her name, I wanted to have a pleasant conversation with this girl even though she dislikes my very presence. I don't understand what I could have done to emit this behavior from her but I'll find out. When I walked through the door I approached an elderly lady behind a desk.

“Hello, are you Mrs. James?” I asked her, smiling slightly in spite of my mood.

“Yes, and are you the lad who took my fair Jackie's room?” She asked in the same tone. She wasn't too happy I had upset this girl, and wait, did she say she was 'her' Jackie?

“I suppose I am. Are you her grandmother?” I asked.

“Oh heavens no, but I'm considering adopting her. Poor girl has no family, just glanced through her records...” She stated quietly, with a sad look in her eyes. I couldn't blame her. “Anyways, Your name?” She asked quickly changing the subject.

“Harry Styles.” I told her.

“Yes, your room is one over. 24C. No wonder you had your room confused. Now be nice to my Jackie.” She told me with a smile.

“I will Mrs. James. Thank you.” I headed back the way I came. What would I do if I had no family at all? I couldn't even bear the thought.

Notes

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