Story of My Love Life

Chelsea is just your average girl. She is smart, funny, and a complete dork. But, when a special, curly-haired new kid catches her attention, she is nuts. An upcoming project brings Chelsea one step closer to love, and a special someone. Will they love each other, even through fame and fortune?


3. Can't Focus

Harry's P.O.V. 


The rest of class, I could not focus. Chelsea was constantly on my mind. Her beautiful blonde locks and her breathtaking blue eyes were so hypnotizing. Her adorable freckles that covered her cheeks were so cute! 

I snapped back into reality as I heard her speak. "Harry? Are you ok?" She asked as she had a confused look on her face. I looked away and said "Oh, yes. Something was on my mind. Sorry if I was staring." I bet my face was really red.

"Ok, everyone. I have decided instead of the essay, I would give you a project." The whole class breathed a sigh of relief. "The project will be based on the Periodic Table of Elements. You will need to choose an element, and write about it. You must also create a visual. Lastly, for this project you will need partners." All the ladies in the class immediately turned towards me and started talking. "Hey, Harry. You, me, my place tonight." One of them said. I looked over at Chelsea and saw that she wasn't even looking at me. She faced away from me, but I could see her brow was facing downward. I think she was jealous.


Chelsea's P.O.V.


As soon as the word "partners" came out of Smith's mouth, I knew that everyone would be crowded around Harry. All of the girls in the class were now over at our table and talking about where they would work on the project and what element they would do. I admit, I am a bit jealous as all of those girls were just flirting with him and discussing what they would do for the project. But, I won't look at him because I know he will see how red my cheeks are and that I have an angry look on my face.

"Quiet down everyone. Take a seat girls. Don't get too excited. I'm going to pick your partners." Yippee. I will most likely be partners with a stupid cheerleader or with someone who doesn't even know what 'element' means. I can already see it. 

After a few names get called off, I am just sitting there with probably the stupidest face on. "Timothy, you will be with Anna. Karen, you will be with Ashley. Chelsea, you will be with Harry." That's all I needed to hear. My cheeks got red, and I glanced over at Harry. He knew that I was watching so he didn't look at me. I was smiling as all the girls started whining. Harry Styles was my chemistry partner.

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