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?

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12. Dinner Jitters

Chelsea's P.O.V.

 

Why is Harry so perfect? I mean, he managed to make chemistry class entertaining. I was shocked to see our teacher even laugh! It was hilarious! Harry Styles is the best guys in the whole entire world! OH! I have dinner with him in an hour! Oh gosh, time to get ready, time to get ready!!!!

I curled my hair at the ends to make it seem a bit different. I got some blue jeggings and a dressy top. I applied minimal makeup and finished up with brushing my teeth.

I should leave in a few minutes. It took me a little bit more than half an hour to get ready. Oops. My mom dropped me off just in time.

My stomach was doing backflip after backflip as I approached the doorstep. I was so nervous that this night wouldn't go as planned. I rang the doorbell and knew that there was no turning back now. Right away, the door opened to Anne's lovely face. "Why hello, Chelsea! So nice for you to make it! My, don't you look wonderful tonight!" She always knows the right thing to say. 

I walked inside, and saw a girl a little older than Harry and I setting the table. "Hi! You must be Chelsea! WOW! Harry's right, you are really pretty." I blushed. "Harry called me pretty?" I couldn't act more idiotic. "Among other things of course." She smiled, and I did too. "I'm Gemma, Harry's sister. It's really nice to finally meet you." She walked over, and gave me a huge hug. 

A few minutes later, Harry walked down the stairs. He looked absolutely amazing! He wore skinny black jeans and a nice dress shirt. His hair was perfect and he had a huge smile on his face when he saw me. "Chelsea! You look beautiful! I'm so glad you could make it!" He was so sweet, always knowing the right thing to say.

"Thanks, Harry. I must say the same thing to you." I smiled as I looked at him once again.

Moments later, Anne walked in with a lovely dish. It smelt so good! "That smells amazing, Anne!" I had to say that because it really did smell good.

"Oh, thank you love! I wish I could take all the credit, but Harry was the one that made it. He said he wanted it to be special just for you, so he wouldn't let me help out." Harry blushed. "Mum!" He said, trying not to be too embarrassed. He really was the cutest when he blushed.

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