Logan’s POV
Like I predicted earlier, I just avoided my roommate for the rest of the day. I heard her leave her room and I decided to just head out to grab something to eat since the last time I had a proper meal was. . .Last night before I left. I sighed to myself I knew my father didn’t care much about me but it would’ve been nice to know that he was going to miss me or even take me to the airport late last night but then again he started working more and I never saw him nor talked to him anymore. I sighed to myself as I grabbed my messenger bag that held everything that I thought I would need and headed out quietly. I heard the shower running in her room so I just quietly slipped out of the room and down the stairs. However I wasn’t watching where I was going like I have been all day and knocked someone down onto the ground.

“Oh my I’m so sorry,” I said quickly and held my hand out to help the person up.

However the person swatted my hand and glared up at me. I then looked down at person to see the curly haired boy who knocked me down earlier this afternoon.

“Watch where you’re going next time,” he snapped.

“Wait a goddamn minute,” I snapped before he could further from me.

I had enough of people being rude to me and this boy right here was going to get the bomb. The boy stopped and turned to look at me shocked that I snapped at him.

“I said sorry and I tried to help you up,” I snapped, “but you have to be an inconsiderate jerk and not take the apology. I had no fucking clue you were there. They’re called accidents because guess what they’re not planned to happen! I had just walked out of my goddamn room. At least I had the decency to say sorry unlike you when you were in a goddamn hurry to get to your room and you knocked me down.”

I then pushed past the curly haired boy and stormed off needing some air. I knew that I was going to get lost so I was just going to head across the street to the diner I saw while Louis was showing me where the dorms were when I heard someone yelling. I spun around to see the curly haired boy rushing to catch up with me.

“What?” I snapped not wanting to talk to anyone.

“I’m sorry,” he said, “I haven’t had the greatest day today and I’m not usually like that. I’m Harry Styles.”

“Logan Walters,” I said as he stuck his hand out and we shook.

“Nice to meet you Logan,” he said.

“Nice to meet you too Harry,” I said.

“We’re you about to go eat?” he asked, “because I know this little diner right across the street that has great pancakes.”

“I was just about to head to the same diner I think,” I said and he grinned and I noticed that he had very cute dimples.

I then shook my head of the thoughts. Why did British boys have to be so attractive and sexy with their accents?

“Well then follow me,” he winked and I rolled my eyes.

I could just tell that Harry was used to having the girls throw themselves at him which raised a giant red flag. Besides he just wasn’t my type. He seemed like he was a smooth talker and could get himself out of any situation.

“So where are you from Logan?” he asked as we walked into the diner, “You’re not from the UK.”

No shit, I thought to myself.

“California,” I said.

“I’ve been to Disneyland before!” Harry exclaimed, “My mum took my sister and I one year for holiday.”

Of course everyone and their mother goes to Disneyland and Disneyworld, I thought to myself.

“It’s a fun place,” I smiled politely thanking god I didn’t let my sarcasm get the best of me, “and where are you from Harry?”

“Holmes Chapel,” he said and I nodded my head not knowing where it was but I didn’t want to look like a complete idiot.

“Oh that’s nice,” I said.

“You have no idea where that is do you?” he asked as the waitress came up and took our order.

We quickly ordered and then he looked back to me for my answer.

“No clue at all,” I said and blushed while he just chuckled at me.

“Well it’s about a three hour drive to here,” he said and I nodded my head in understanding.

Harry and I then spent the next half hour talking and getting to know each other better which was completely out of the norm for me. I was not a person to just talk to anyone randomly but I wasn’t a person to be completely rude either which was probably why I was eating a late lunch with Harry right now. Once we were done, I was getting up to pay mine when Harry shook his head.

“No way I’ll pay for this,” he said, “Think of this as your first experience in London.”

“And what’s that smartass?” I asked.

“A very handsome boy just paid for your meal,” he winked at me and I rolled my eyes.

He paid for our meals and then we headed back to the dorms.

“What room is yours?” he asked.

“23C,” I said, “You?”

“24C,” he smirked but then his face changed as we walked into the hall, “You’re roommates an absolute bitch.”

“Whoa where did that come from?” I asked shocked.

“She was just rude,” he said, “She’s not the best person to get along with it seems.”

Tell me about it, I thought to myself.

“She’s probably having a bad day like we were,” I said, “And she’s just acting like that because she’s upset.”

“Well aren’t you trying to be a good person,” Harry joked and I just rolled my eyes.

“See you around Harry,” I said avoiding his question and walked into my room.

When I walked inside I heard the TV on so I slowly walked into the room. Jackie was lying on the couch watching some show on the TV. When she heard me she turned around and smiled lightly at me. I returned the smile a bit shocked at the 180 degree personality switch.

“Want to go to the gym with me?” she asked, “Maybe we can start over?”

What the hell might as well, I thought to myself a bit shocked that she was inviting me to join her.

“Sure,” I said, “I have to go get changed though.”

“Sure,” she said, “Bring a change of clothes and maybe we can go get a drink or something.”

“Okay,” I said warily and quickly walked back to my room.

I quickly changed out of my clothes (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=81988168) and put the one of two workout outfits I had brought with me. Most of my clothes were made for dance classes since I was a dance major so I didn’t have a whole lot of “proper” workout clothes. I shoved my clothes I wore today in a bag and rushed out of my room to see Jackie ready to go.

“Ready?” she asked and I just nodded my head.

She smiled at me and then we headed out of our room. When Jackie was locking the door, Harry walked out of his room and smirked at us.

“Going to the gym ladies?” he asked smirking.

“Wipe the smirk off your face Styles,” I said rolling my eyes, “Want to accompany us to the gym and then you can go be macho man?”

“I would love to,” Harry grinned even more and I looked over to see Jackie frowning and glaring at the ground.

Harry winked at me and I just rolled my eyes.

“So are you sure you’re not going to throw up working out right after you eat Logan?” Harry asked grinning and staring at Jackie.

“Um. . .Yeah,” I said a bit confused on the way Harry was staring at Jackie.

He just said that my roommate was a bitch but now here he is staring at her trying to get a reaction from her.

“So Harry you didn’t finish telling me about what you’re interested in studying here,” I said trying to make small talk.

“Oh,” he said as he looked down at me, “I was thinking music.”

“Oh that’s cool,” I said, “I’m a dance major.”

“And where is that going to get you?” Jackie asked rudely and there was the roommate I had met earlier that day.

“I was actually going to go the American Ballet,” I said quietly remembering what happened just minutes before my tryout with the best ballet company in the United States.

“What happened?” Harry asked quietly realizing that this was a subject that I didn’t really like to touch.

“It’s something I really don’t like to talk about,” I said being completely honest.

“Why because you suck?” Jackie asked.

“No,” I said tired of her crap, “And you would just shut the fuck up! All you have been is rude to everyone you meet! I’m sorry I’m not some rich spoiled brat who isn’t used to having people not like her! I don’t like to talk about not making it to the American Ballet because my mother and brother died in a car accident!”

I then stormed into the gym not wanting to talk to anyone. I didn’t know if Harry or Jackie followed me but in all honesty I really didn’t care at the moment. I was grateful that I grabbed my iPod because I was just going to dance. After walking through the gym and ignoring the weird looks I got I found an empty workout studio and plugged in my iPod. I kicked off my shoes and I just let the music flow through me like I normally did. I need some escape and thankfully dance allowed that for me. I don’t know how long I danced but I had created an audience of one. I spun around and saw Harry sitting on the floor.

“You’re a brilliant dancer,” he said, “You could make it anywhere.”

“Thanks,” I said and blushed a bit.

“I’m sorry your roommate was a bit rude,” he said and I just shrugged my shoulder.

Then a thought popped into my head. It wasn’t one that normally would pop into my head because I wasn’t rude at all but I was so tired of people being rude to me. I then thought back to my conversation with Sophie and I had a thought come to mind.

“Hey want to help me with some revenge?” I asked smirking and Harry started grinning.

“I already like the sound of this,” he grinned.

“Want to help me steal some clothes?” I asked.

“Oh you had me at revenge,” he said and I then went into detail about how we were going get back at Jackie.

“You know you could always be her knight in shining armor,” I said, “Since you couldn’t stop making lovey eyes at Jackie then entire walk over here.”

“I do not like Jackie,” Harry said.

“Sure you don’t,” I said, “I have magical powers and wings that sprout out of my backside.”

“No need to use the sarcasm so much,” he said as we spotted Jackie going into the girls’ locker room.

“Oh hush you,” I said knowing that I needed to this now or I was going to make an excuse to run away.

I didn’t even wait to hear a response from Harry as quietly crept into the locker room and found that Jackie had her clothes out and she was in using the shower. I felt bad leaving her completely naked so I was going to leave her bra and underwear but some voice popped in my head and said that I needed to get her before she got me. I scooped up her clothes and put a nice little note I wrote up at the front desk and read it over quickly to make sure I didn’t misspell anything that would totally make me look like idiot.

Good luck getting back to the room ;) xLo

I put the note down and quickly exited the room and saw Harry trying not to laugh.

“I don’t have much time so good luck trying to be savior,” I said, “Don’t be a complete jerk. I know you can be a complete jerk no problem.”

“We haven’t known each other that long and you’re judging me?” Harry said shocked and I just rolled my eyes, “Okay so I can be a jerk.”

I then rushed off and back to the dorm room smiling and laughing all the way. Was a bitch at this moment in time? Yes. Was I going to regret this decision when I got to the room? Oh hell yes probably sooner but did I care at the moment? Hell no.

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