Out of my League

He's popular. She's not.
She wants him. He doesn't even know who she is.
Since grade 5, Caroline Richards has loved him.
Harry Styles, the guy who everyone adores. He's perfect in every way, except for the fact that he doesn't have a single clue who Caroline is. Until one day, they're assigned for a class project together.
Can Caroline finally get the guy of her dreams? And can Harry get past of how it's not "typical" for a guy like him to date a girl like her?

ON HIATUS- Movellas is bugging extremely and I'm unable to publish chapters. Will update asap


4. The Weekend

Finally, it's the weekend. This week felt unusually long for some reason; probably because I was waiting for the week to finally be over.

We haven't worked on our project in english at all, so I haven't had a chance to talk to Harry at all. But we're suppost to work on it as his house today, so this should be pretty interesting...

It's about 10:00 when I wake up, later then usual. I go and get some breakfast; a muffin and a glass of orange juice. Then I go to watch T.V.

About an hour later, I'm still watching T.V., when I get a text:

Harry: Hey! Can you come over in about an hour or so?

I hope I can get ready in that amount of time... Wait of course I can. I mean, it's not like I'm going on a date... I chuckle to myself.

Me: Yeah sounds good.

So for about another fifteen minutes, I watch more T.V, because I assume I won't need much time since Harry's house is about only 5 minutes away from here.

I go upstairs and straighten my hair, put on a sweatshirt and some sweatpants, not trying to impress anyone (ok maybe I am, but he doesn't need to know that). I put on a bit of mascara and some eyeshadow so I don't look so dead.

I look at my phone and see it's only 11:45, so I write my dad a note, telling him that I'll be back soon. Then, I go upstairs and grab my things to work on the project.


I arrive at his house. It's absolutely beautiful! It's a light tan color, with light mocha-colored bricks around the front. I guess that explains why he dresses so nice...

I stand at the foot of the door, heart beating out of my chest. Of course I'm nervous. I've loved him since primary school, and I wouldn't have ever imagined I'd be going to his house, even for a project.

I finally "man up" and ring the doorbell. After a few seconds a lady comes to the door. She's a middle-aged woman, probably Harry's mom. But she's very beautiful. Jeez, is everything in Harry's life so perfect? "Hi, you must be Caroline?" She says, giving me a smile.

"O-oh yeah I am." I stutter. Caroline. Stop. And breathe. I think to myself.

"Harry's inside, come on in sweetie!" And she puts her hand on my back, leading me into the house. It's so gorgeous. She then gestures to the couch. "Make yourself at home!" She smiles.

I smile back, "Thank you." She seems really nice.

"Harry! Caroline's here!" She calls up to him.

"Okay mum, be right there!" And within a few seconds, he comes rushing down the stairs; his curly hair bouncing up and down as he runs down. He's wearing a white v-neck shirt, and blue basketball shorts. Goodness, even when he's not even trying, he still looks absolutely perfect. "Hey Caroline!" He says, giving me a cheeky smile.

I awkwardly smile back at him, "Hey.".

"Here, lets go on up to my room." He says. Wow, I'd never think I'd ever hear him say that... I follow him up.

His room is totally different that I had imagined it to be. It was grey walls, will band posters everywhere. Kind of messy, kind of clean. I liked it.

"Sorry, I know it's kind of messy..." He admits. I laugh.

"Don't worry about it." I scoff.


We've been working on the project for a good hour and a half at this point.

"I'm pooped." Harry says as he flops onto his bed. I giggle. "Ready for a break?"

"Very." I say laughing.

"Here, my mum left, and I think theres some lemonade in the fridge downstairs. Want some?" He says smiling.

"Sure." And I follow him downstairs. I don't know what it is, but Harrys such an easy guy to talk to. I mean, it's harder for me to talk to him, considering the circumstances. But I honestly do feel comfortable around him, like he won't judge me. "You know, your mom is so sweet." I say, trying to start a conversation for the first time all week.

He scratches the back of his neck. "I wouldn't get your hopes up on that." He laughs. "She's not always so sweet when my friends arn't around."

Wait, did he just call me his friend?? I start to blush for absolutely no reason. "I highly doubt that..."

"Well your hypothesis is incorrect madam!" He says, while pushing up his imaginary glasses. I laugh at him.

"Whatever nerd."

"Excuse me?" He jokes. "What did you just call me?" He says while turning around and widening his eyes.

I step a foot or so back. "You heard me, NERD." I laugh and he takes another step forward. My heart races out of my chest.

"You know Caroline, I'm not as stupid as you take me to be..." He says, looking me straight into the eye. I gulp.

"W-what are you talking about?" I stutter.


I hope you guys liked this chapter! I worked really hard on it. Hopefully as time goes on I'll be able to write better chapters lol.

And for some who may think I'm rushing into things, don't worry(: I have it all planned out! Thanks!

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