freshman | h.s

001

being here made me anxious. everyone seemed to be having a conversation with someone other than me. i knew absolutely no one where half of the other freshman knew kids from middle school. i was completely different from these people, the way they talked, walked even smelled was different from me.

i took in my surroundings so maybe, just maybe i could be a little bit like them. a blondie with bright blue eyes caught my attention in the distance. he didn't seem like the people that surrounded him, most of them had chocolate hair with crispy brown eyes. if i'm completely honest he stood out like a sore thumb. although i didn't have the boldness to approach him at this very moment i made a mental note to myself to assure that i eventually will.

i continue examining the school, focusing on the flyers and clubs kids shouted from every corner. a flyer that read 'paint off' stood out to me causing me to rush over to the stand. several pieces of artwork stood around the table completely making me dazed. they were all so articulate and beautiful. if only i could paint like that. my thoughts were suddenly interrupted

"you like to paint?" the mystery boy spoke softly

i nod

"what type of painting?" he ask

"i don't know what type of painting it is, i just do it. i usually sketch but" he cuts me off

"i love you voice, you're american?"

"sure am" i smile to him

"that's amazing. i'm liam by the way and you?" he, liam held his hand out to me

i put my hand in his shaking  as i spoke "olivia"

a loud deep noise stung through the air as a shaggy voice spoke through the speakers. liam didn't let go of my hand as we turned our attention to the intercom "all grades must report to the gym for the freshman orientation"

"shall me?" liam held out his arm with  a small chuckle

"we shall" i giggled, locking arms with him

his tall frame guided me though the crowd to the gym. since i had no idea where anything was he pointed out key places as we made our way. tons of people gave me strange looks but it was most likely because i was american and had the look or possibly because i was with liam

once we got to the gym, liam held my hand as we walked up the unstable stairs of the bleachers. we took a seat in the middle of the middle, making sure we had good seats. i sat down first before liam sat behind me and put his legs on either side of me.

"these things are boring. it's just filled with rules that people will never follow"  he laughs

"i like to follow the rules" i whisper to him

"really or was that sarcasm? british people love sarcasm, look at you! fitting in already" he jokes, placing his hands on my shoulders

seconds later a lady with long peachy orange hair started to talk. her voice was high pitched and annoying so i decided to ignore her. liam continuously cracked jokes and whispered slick remarks in my ear during her entire presentation. as i looked though the crowd that surrounded me my eyes locked with a curly haired boy who was already staring at me. when he noticed i was looking back at him he shot me a smile and waved, causing me to wave back

he started to mouth things to me but my eyes are so bad that i couldn't make out anything he was trying to say. he raised his hand pointing to me

you

i nodded my head letting him know i understood

he then pointed to his eyes

see

i nod. repeating his actions but in my pov

i see

he nods back, giving me a cheeky smile and a thumbs up.

he points to his chest.

him.

he then points to his watch before moving his hands in a circular motion and pointing to a nearby water fountain. i'm going to
guess he wants to see me after this at that water fountain. i give him a thumbs up and he smiles widely before turning his attention to a nearby friend.

half an hour later

i  exchange numbers with liam letting him know that im going to meet someone. he understands and lets me know to meet him for lunch, i kindly agree.

when i finally make it into the corner by the water fountain that green eyed boy is already there, staring down to his phone. when he hears my foot steps he looks up at me with a smile.

"hey gorgeous" he smiles "you look so much better up close" he groans to himself mostly

i giggle muttering a quick thank you "i love your voice, your accent is so much thicker then everyone else's" i swoon over him

"i don't have an accent, you do" he corrects me in a sweet voice

"oh yeah, i forgot" i laugh, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear

HARRY POV

her laugh was so incredible. it was cute that she thought that i had an accent when she did. her voice was so soft and captivating, i could listen to her talk all day. not to mention that little piece of hair she continuously keeps pushing back, i just want to lean over and push it back for her.

"i'm olivia by the way" she holds her hand out

"harry" i tell her, allowing my voice to deepen hoping i make her insides melt before reaching to grab her hand to shake it. i lean down and press and juicy kiss to her soft hand causing her cheeks to go pink "nice to meet you" i smile

first chapter bitches!!  its lit