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?


5. At The End of the Day

Chelsea's P.O.V.


My excitement builds up as the bell rings. I rush out of the classroom, and practically run towards the main entrance. As I head out, I see the curly hair that I'm looking for. "Hey, Harry!" "Hey, Chels! Ready to go?" Man, his voice is so smooth. He is also so polite! "Anytime you're ready!" I say. He smirks, revealing a pair of dimples. Wow! He is so cute!

Harry's house is not far away at all. It is actually right down the street from mine. But it is totally different than mine. It is ginormous! As we walk through the front door, I am greeted by a nice lady. "Oh, hi! How are you? Harry didn't tell me that he was taking a friend home! What's your name, sweetheart?" I am guessing it is his mother. "Hello. I'm Chelsea. Harry and I are partners for a chemistry project." I say, trying to be as polite as I can. "Oh! Is the project for chemistry class or the other chemistry?" She asks cheekily. Harry blushes. "Mum!" He grumbles. "I told you that if I ever have a friend over, you should leave us be." I smiled as he said 'friend' which must mean I am the friend he is referring to.

"Oops, sorry! I'll leave you two be! Oh, I'm Anne, Harry's mum by the way! That was rude of me not to introduce myself!" "Pleasure to meet you, Anne!" I said as Harry tugged me upstairs. This was the first time we touched. I felt a surge of electricity run through me as we went into his room. It was an average room, like any other teenage boy's room. Minus the fact that it was twice the size of a regular room. "Wow, Harry, your room is huge!" I said to him, amazed by how big it was. "Yeah, that's what my old friends said when they saw a picture of it." He told me. For a moment, everything was silent. Our eyes interlocked as we stood there in his room. I felt like an idiot just standing there, but I was so hypnotized by his eyes that I couldn't focus anymore.

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