I'm Scarlett Green. I've been living in England for about 2 years. I have my own apartment, or "flat." As they say in British slang. I'm independent, have been all my life, I've never had a boyfriend, merely even a crush. I go to Cambridge University, I major in English. I love writing, all these words just come out of my chest onto a piece of paper. I don't really give a crap of what people think of me. Whatever, I mind my own business. I've been getting tons of glares from these British girls. I'm the only one with black hair in my apartment building. And my skin is as pale as snow. I'm just like Snow White, yeah. I've gotten that a million times. But my hair is really, really long, just up to my butt.
I'm a dancer, I dance ballet, hula, tahitian, and hip-hop. I go to a Dance Company close to my flat, and yeah. That's pretty much what you need to know about me.. now. Let me begin my story. (: link
It all started my 1st year in England, I was at Starbucks.
"Hey. You dropped your card." I hear someone say behind me, I swung my head around 180° to stare at these beautiful, astounding green eyes.
"O-Oh.. uh.. t-thanks." I studdered. This guy was beautiful.. just wow.
"No prob." He pucked his lips together and walked toward the cashier. I gaze at him.. for at least 5 more seconds, with my mouth completely open. I turn around quickly as he finishes his order, bumping into a 40 year-old girl blonde chick, and she spilled all her coffee onto my new red v-neck, great.
"Oh my god. WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING." She snapped, and stomped away, out the door. I just stood there is complete shoke, I looked down at my red shirt, stained with a brown substance that smelled minty. My jaw was wide open, then my shoke turned into laughter.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA." I laughed, I could barely breath. I stood their, laughing my guts out, looking like a total fool. Did I care? Nah. But then pretty-boy tapped on my shoulder.
"Uh. Are you okay?" He stared into my eyes, he looked concerned, acting as if I was crazy. Which is what I would've thought, but I wouldn't have shown it!
"Yeah yeah." I smirked, I had a complete irritated look on my face. Trying to hide my flushed cheeks.
"Sorry. Um.. your shirt is stained." Really? I didn't know. I was gonna say that until I heard.
"One strawberry frap with whipped cream!" Mmm, I could taste the strawberry-ness in my mouth. I turned aways from his green eyes and grabbed my drink. I turned to him before I left, I haven't noticed how his hair was chocolate brown and his hair was really curly and completely crazy. I was headed out the door, when strong, muscular hands grabbed onto my wrists.
"Hey. Your just gonna leave like that?" I turned around and looked into his amazing, green eyes. He smiled at me. I shook back into reality.
"Umm.. yea- no. I don't know." I awkwardly smiled.
"Well.. can I see you again?" Okay. So some hot guy with a cute British accent just asked if see me again. ME! He barely noticed me the first time he saw me. And now.. woah. I didn't know what to say, so I digged through my bag. Grabbed a pen and paper, wrote my number and gave it to him. I didn't say a single word. Then I left, adios pretty-boy.
As I left Starbucks, I didn't say a single thing. I just walked into my new grey BMW and rode back to my flat. My parents were crazy rich, they invented this microchip that does stuff. Whatever, computer science doesn't like me so I refuse to even bother. Sadly, my parents and little sister live across the world in New York. I live all alone, in another continent.
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I open the door to my flat, run upstairs, into my room. I decided to take a nice, hot shower. Thinking of plenty of things, especially my little bump with pretty-boy. Man, I'm all head-over-heels for a boy with pretty green eyes, whose name I don't even know. As I stepped out of the steamy, foggy shower I heard my ringtone.
"Toni igh igh ighht iigghht we are yoounnng. So I set the world on firre reee."
I groaned and hopped like a ballerina to my bag, digging through for my phone. Finally reaching my phone, I look at the caller ID. It's unknown.. first thought in my mind, pretty-boy I take a deep breath and press 'answer.'
"Hello?"
"Hey! Girl from Starbucks! Haha, I didn't really get to introduce myself.. you kind of ran off.. ha."
"Sorry. I just really needed to change my shirt. My name's Scarlett Green." Nice save, Scarlett. Ughhh, why does he have to be so adorable?!
"That's a beautiful name, I'm Harry Styles. Well, I was wondering if you wanted to see me again. You know, so we can get to know each other! And stuff.." I froze, thinking.. thinking? .. Really? A sexy, smokin' hot guy wants to go on a date with you and you think? Smooth move.
"Uh.. err.."
"It's okay if you don't want to!" He snapped before I got to finish my answer.
"Yes, I would love to." I smiled the biggest smile in the whooolee world.
"Great. How about tomorrow?"
"Um.. yeah, that's fine."
"Great. See you tomorrow, Scarlett." Just the way he says my name 'Scarlett' with his British accent.. oh my god, perf. I spent the rest of the night saying my name over and over again, just the way Harry said it. "Scuh-let" oh my.
I'm a dancer, I dance ballet, hula, tahitian, and hip-hop. I go to a Dance Company close to my flat, and yeah. That's pretty much what you need to know about me.. now. Let me begin my story. (: link
It all started my 1st year in England, I was at Starbucks.
"Hey. You dropped your card." I hear someone say behind me, I swung my head around 180° to stare at these beautiful, astounding green eyes.
"O-Oh.. uh.. t-thanks." I studdered. This guy was beautiful.. just wow.
"No prob." He pucked his lips together and walked toward the cashier. I gaze at him.. for at least 5 more seconds, with my mouth completely open. I turn around quickly as he finishes his order, bumping into a 40 year-old girl blonde chick, and she spilled all her coffee onto my new red v-neck, great.
"Oh my god. WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING." She snapped, and stomped away, out the door. I just stood there is complete shoke, I looked down at my red shirt, stained with a brown substance that smelled minty. My jaw was wide open, then my shoke turned into laughter.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA." I laughed, I could barely breath. I stood their, laughing my guts out, looking like a total fool. Did I care? Nah. But then pretty-boy tapped on my shoulder.
"Uh. Are you okay?" He stared into my eyes, he looked concerned, acting as if I was crazy. Which is what I would've thought, but I wouldn't have shown it!
"Yeah yeah." I smirked, I had a complete irritated look on my face. Trying to hide my flushed cheeks.
"Sorry. Um.. your shirt is stained." Really? I didn't know. I was gonna say that until I heard.
"One strawberry frap with whipped cream!" Mmm, I could taste the strawberry-ness in my mouth. I turned aways from his green eyes and grabbed my drink. I turned to him before I left, I haven't noticed how his hair was chocolate brown and his hair was really curly and completely crazy. I was headed out the door, when strong, muscular hands grabbed onto my wrists.
"Hey. Your just gonna leave like that?" I turned around and looked into his amazing, green eyes. He smiled at me. I shook back into reality.
"Umm.. yea- no. I don't know." I awkwardly smiled.
"Well.. can I see you again?" Okay. So some hot guy with a cute British accent just asked if see me again. ME! He barely noticed me the first time he saw me. And now.. woah. I didn't know what to say, so I digged through my bag. Grabbed a pen and paper, wrote my number and gave it to him. I didn't say a single word. Then I left, adios pretty-boy.
As I left Starbucks, I didn't say a single thing. I just walked into my new grey BMW and rode back to my flat. My parents were crazy rich, they invented this microchip that does stuff. Whatever, computer science doesn't like me so I refuse to even bother. Sadly, my parents and little sister live across the world in New York. I live all alone, in another continent.
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I open the door to my flat, run upstairs, into my room. I decided to take a nice, hot shower. Thinking of plenty of things, especially my little bump with pretty-boy. Man, I'm all head-over-heels for a boy with pretty green eyes, whose name I don't even know. As I stepped out of the steamy, foggy shower I heard my ringtone.
"Toni igh igh ighht iigghht we are yoounnng. So I set the world on firre reee."
I groaned and hopped like a ballerina to my bag, digging through for my phone. Finally reaching my phone, I look at the caller ID. It's unknown.. first thought in my mind, pretty-boy I take a deep breath and press 'answer.'
"Hello?"
"Hey! Girl from Starbucks! Haha, I didn't really get to introduce myself.. you kind of ran off.. ha."
"Sorry. I just really needed to change my shirt. My name's Scarlett Green." Nice save, Scarlett. Ughhh, why does he have to be so adorable?!
"That's a beautiful name, I'm Harry Styles. Well, I was wondering if you wanted to see me again. You know, so we can get to know each other! And stuff.." I froze, thinking.. thinking? .. Really? A sexy, smokin' hot guy wants to go on a date with you and you think? Smooth move.
"Uh.. err.."
"It's okay if you don't want to!" He snapped before I got to finish my answer.
"Yes, I would love to." I smiled the biggest smile in the whooolee world.
"Great. How about tomorrow?"
"Um.. yeah, that's fine."
"Great. See you tomorrow, Scarlett." Just the way he says my name 'Scarlett' with his British accent.. oh my god, perf. I spent the rest of the night saying my name over and over again, just the way Harry said it. "Scuh-let" oh my.
The 18-year-old Irish hottie said: “Do I always wear pants? Well, yeah but then I like to go free and easy from time to time.”
We wonder if he goes as far as Harry – a notorious fan of going starkers.
Now wouldn’t that be a scene, Niall and Harry running around naked… chasing each other… with a feather duster… with red lipstick on.
Ahem! Sorry for that, think we got carried away with a spot of daydreaming!
Watch Niall talking with Sugarscape last September, where he talks about getting naked (as well as chicken fillets!)
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Niall was recently told-off by Simon Cowell for wanting to dye his hair black – a rumour which was since rebuffed by Harry when he spoke to Radio 1 DJ Nick Grimshaw yesterday.
We always knew those One Direction boys were cheeky chappies but they may have gone too far this time!
Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are the two members of the band that have proved themselves to be pretty funny but X Factor winner, Matt Cardle probably didn't find their latest antics too amusing.
The troublesome duo gave out Matt's mobile phone number to over 7,000 fans over Twitcam last night!
The boys decided to prank call Matt but it went straight to answerphone and we all know what happens when you reach someone's answerphone. It reads out your number...
Bless them, the boys didn't realise what they'd done for a good few minutes. Check out the video here...
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Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are the two members of the band that have proved themselves to be pretty funny but X Factor winner, Matt Cardle probably didn't find their latest antics too amusing.
The troublesome duo gave out Matt's mobile phone number to over 7,000 fans over Twitcam last night!
The boys decided to prank call Matt but it went straight to answerphone and we all know what happens when you reach someone's answerphone. It reads out your number...
Bless them, the boys didn't realise what they'd done for a good few minutes. Check out the video here...
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