This is a story of how I met my special someone. His name is Harry Styles. And the story starts here.
"Cheryl! Hurry up!" yelled my mum from downstairs.
"Just a minute!" I rechecked my suitcase to make sure I haven't forgotten anything before I carried it downstairs.
I should explain, I recently got accepted into ABC University faculty of medicine in London! My friends from high school were surprised when I told them I'm going to medical school because I did not look at all medical student type but they don't know that I have always dreamed of becoming a doctor.
My dad closed the trunk of the car after he threw in my luggages and we headed to Bexter College where I would be staying. My parents looked really happy and kept telling me how proud they were of me all the way to Bexter College.
When we arrived at Bexter college, we had a little tour of the place and the staff showed me my room. It was a nice appropriate sized room with nothing more than a bed, a drawer and a desk. I liked the way it was decorated but I would have to share a bathroom, living room and a kitchenette (with only a microwave, sink and a kettle. with 5 others. I wasn't too worried about the too-small-too-useless kitchenette part because it is a catered college so I don't have to provide my own food but I was certainly unhappy that I have to share the bathroom with 5 other people.
After I placed my stuff in my new room. My parents were ready to depart.
"So Cher, sweetheart, have fun, call us often, make us proud, even though I can't imagine how I could be more proud of you, oh sweetheart," my mom said with tears while planting her kisses on my cheek. My dad kissed me on my forehead and hugged me tightly. "Bye honey, have fun, we love you."
Then I was alone at last. I unpacked my stuff and arranged my new room for a while. I will be starting classes tomorrow so I prepared my stationery. I suddenly had to pee so I walked to the bathroom. I didn't see anyone in the living room nor heard any sound so I assumed no one was in the apartment at the moment. I opened the bathroom door quickly (I really need to pee) and there he was…
The most stunning man I've ever met. He has beautiful curly hair with gorgeous eyes. He was definitely and most absolutely my type: tall, curly hair with pretty eyes. So you would probably wonder why I let out the loudest scream.
"&%&#$#%" followed with half a minute of swearing.
The most stunning guy with gorgeous eyes
Was totally naked!
"Will you shut up already?" Naked gorgeous shouted through my screaming+swearing. He looked annoyed but didn't bother to cover any part of his body. I was blushing like crazy and tried to keep my gaze away from the six-pack and thing below…
"Who the hell are you and why are you naked in my bathroom! Have you no shame? And that thing… well cover then you pervert! $%#$^#" I blurted out so quickly and tried very hard to keep my eyes on his face.
"Hey I live here too and I was showering! And what's the big deal? Like you've never seen a naked guy before? Stop yelling its so annoying," he said angrily while wrapping himself in a white towel leaving out the hot six-pack.
I felt so embarrassed and guilty that I yelled at him that I said the stupidest thing anyone has ever said to anyone.
"Well I haven't! You—you youu took my visual virginity!" I should explain, I've always been in an all-girl Christian school. I've never even had a male friend in my life let alone a boy friend or a crush. Sad huh?
"Wait What! HaHHAHAHhahahaHAHA" He was laughing so hard that he couldn't stand straight. "Oh my god you're so adorable HAHAhahahaHAHA"
A tall guy popped in, "Vos Happennin?"
"HAHAHa Zayn, this crazy chick said I took her visual virginity hahahaha," gorgeous guy said to the tall guy while trying to stand straight. The tall guy looked confused but didn't ask anything. He smiled at me and walked back to his room.
I was alone with him again.
I've never felt so embarrassed and humiliated that I felt my tears rushing out so I tried to run back to my room but bad mannered gorgeous guy grabbed my arm.
"Hey I'm sorry haha hey don't cry babe I'm really sorry. Oh c'mon, don't cry," he was panicking when he saw that I was crying so he tried to wipe my tears with his thumb. He hugged me and I buried my nose in his chest. "I'm sorry. Would it be inappropriate if I say that you're so cute when you cry? Hahaha sorry!"
I hit him on the arm while smiling to his chest. I stopped crying now and realized that I was in a stranger's arm so I pushed him away so hard he almost fell. "Sorry, sorry I just thought we don't even know each other but—you're—hugging me—it's inappropriate—"
"Right, but I do love how red your face is now. Haha. My name is Harry, Harry Styles. I'm in second year. I believe we're flat mates," he grinned. I could see his dimples so clearly and he looks even more gorgeous.
"I'm Cheryl, freshman," I introduced myself while trying to avoid his gaze.
"That's a pretty name, Cheryl. Now if you don't mind I have to put on some clothes—" he laughed as he walked out. "—but hey, umm—never mind"
I watched him walk into his room while still overwhelmed by what had happened. I just met a totally-my-type guy who smells great and I saw what I shouldn't even be seeing until at least a year into a relationship and he's my flat mate and I think I just had my first crush.