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?


11. Presentations

Chelsea's P.O.V.


I woke up to the best day ever! Tonight, I am going to have dinner with Harry and his family! AAAHHH! OMG my crush asked me to dinner and I accepted! I just hope I don't make a complete fool of myself.

Wait! Our project is due today! OMG I hope Harry finished his part. Crap! I totally forgot about that! I should text Harry, Wait! I don't have his number! Ugh! Harry: You better bring a miracle to chemistry class today!

Anyways, my mind needs to focus on other things at the moment. What if I spill food on me, or I make a bad first impression?! All of these questions rush through my head as I pull my shirt on over my head, and get myself ready for school. Oh gosh! This is going to be an interesting day!


Harry's P.O.V. (Chemistry Class)


Chelsea is going to think I'm a hero. I spent practically the whole entire night working hard on the project. I just hope we get a good grade. I really want to impress her.

I sat down with the huge bag in my hands. Chelsea still hasn't come in the room yet, but I saw her earlier. She wouldn't miss this for the world. I place the bag down as she walks in. "Hey, Harry. I'm really sorry that I didn't work harder on the project! I feel really bad about it. It's been bugging me all day!" She doesn't need to be sorry. Everything she did was perfect!

"Don't worry, love! We are going to do perfect!" As soon as I said 'love' I instantly meant to take it back. Even though I do love her, she doesn't need to know that. Her face got red when she heard it too. Hopefully, we won't be too uncomfortable for the presentation.


Chelsea's P.O.V.


Oh. My. Gosh. Harry Styles just called me 'love'. I am fangirling again! My face was red, and probably turned almost purple as our names were called. We slowly went to the front of the classroom, and all eyes were on us. Caitlin, the snob of a cheerleader, was glaring at the both of us. We didn't care, though.

As Harry was about to start speaking, he pulled out a balloon and sucked the air out of it. Oh god. This is what we're doing. "For our project, we chose the element helium. Helium is a gas that, when inhaled, can make someone's voice really high pitched!" His voice was priceless! Everyone, even our teacher, started to chuckle. But we weren't done yet.

Harry handed me a balloon, and I took it. As I grabbed it, our hands touched a bit, sending an electrical shock through my body. Man, I really liked this boy!

I opened the balloon, and started taking in the helium. "We decided to have a little fun with our project. As you can see, balloons are blown up using the gas helium." I sounded like a complete freak, sort of like Alvin and the Chipmunks. "Helium is one of the only gases that can keep a balloon blown up." Everyone cracked up, but the fun wasn't over yet. 

As Harry picked up his balloon, it popped. He was a little startled by it, and fell backwards. As he landed, another balloon popped underneath him. He was on the ground, covered in balloon skin. Everyone, including me and him, were laughing. Even Caitlin was laughing. It was the best presentation ever.

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