*WARNING: Mild adult content and language has been used in this chapter*

Harry stood leaning against his locker in the hallway, surrounded by his eternally loyal followers, as Aria walked up to her own locker with her friends. She opened her locker to put in all her books and closed it, before turning to her friends. Aria pretended to be engrossed in the conversation that her friends were having, when in reality she was taking small glimpses at Harry.

That's how she had been doing her amount of stalking for the past six years. But things were different this year. This year it looked like Harry was sneaking peeks at her as well.

And to be fair, they were not just peeks; but a full on staring contest between the two. Aria felt as though her heart would stop if she looked away, as they stared at one another blatantly.

Suddenly, Harry straightened up from his leaning position and started to make his way towards Aria.

Amy stood there, with her jaw hanging open as Harry pushed passed her without even looking at her. And it looked like everybody else had the same expression on their faces as well, including Aria. She watched as Harry strolled towards her, grabbed her hand and led her to the route to the classrooms.

He entered a classroom, which was usually empty, and closed the door behind them. She tried to speak up, ask him what was doing, but not a single word came out of her mouth as she opened and closed her mouth like a fish. He led Aria all the way to the teacher's table.

Harry spun her around to face him once he reached the table, picked her up in a straddling position and made her sit down on the teacher's desk. Putting her legs on each side of his waist, Harry lowered his head to cover her lips with his.

The kiss was a slow, steamy one, making Aria close her eyes, as Harry explored her body with his hands. Aria moaned at the contact of his hands against her fully-clothed body but no sound came out. Harry's hand traveled down to the hem of her dress and he slowly slipped his hand inside it.

The contact of his cool palm against her flesh made her breath become heavier. Aria tore her lips away from his and she started opening her passion filled eyes as she felt Harry's hand rubbing against her inner thigh.

She opened her eyes to see the expression on his face, but what she saw made her eyes pop out of her head. Harry was gone and he was replaced by Louis. Louis was the one feeling her up now and whispering something to Aria.

Aria tried to listen to what he was saying but whenever she concentrated on his words, the tingly feeling started to disappear. She tried to block out his voice but it was persistent.

"Aria, wake up, honey!" Louis spoke, a warm smile highlighting his face. Honey? Since when did Louis call her honey? And since when did his voice sound so much like her father's?

"Honey, wake up! Please, you'll be late for school!" Louis' face disappeared as Rupert Morgan's face started to come in Aria's focal point as she lifted her heavy eyelids. She frowned and blinked a couple of times, as the blinding sunlight fell on her face through the windows.

"Aria! Wake up! You're late!" Rupert Morgan tried to jostle his daughter once again.

"Daddy, I'm awake. You can stop." Aria mumbled drowsily, as the realization hit her that she had been dreaming. What in the world was that, Aria thought to herself.

"Well then, get ready! You're running late for school!" Rupert insisted on going on till Aria was out of bed completely. Didn't he realize she hadn't slept until way past midnight the night before? Oh wait! How would he.

"Five more minutes, daddy. And then I'll be up." Aria pleaded, pouting her lips in a way that always got to him.

"Baby, if I was dropping you off, it would've been a different thing entirely." Rupert explained, stroking Aria's hair with fatherly affection. He really was biased about his one and only daughter.
"But see, your mom asked Jen to give you a ride today since we can't and you've missed the bus."

"She what?" Aria jolted awake, completely this time. "Daddy, you can't be serious!"

"I am. She'll be over in five minutes so you better get ready!" Rupert exclaimed, having woken Aria completely, he left her room.

Aria groaned in frustration as she realized how crappy this day was starting out to be.

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"Mrs. Rosalie dropped you off? I hate that lady!" Carol exclaimed, as Aria finished putting her books into the locker.

"And why exactly do you hate her?" Liana asked, approaching towards them.

"Same reason she hates my mom." Carol replied, checking her cell phone for messages from Jack.

"And what's that?"

"Just cause I feel like it." Aria chuckled at Carol's explanation, feeling a bit better bitching about the older lady, after having been interrogated like a suspect all the way from her home to school by her.

They headed to their first class, Aria having come up with a plan the night before. She took her usual seat and chatted with her friends, waiting for the class to fill up. Waiting for one particular person to be exact.

And there he was 5 foot 10 inches of utter gorgeousness, walking into the room, dimples on full display. He was followed by none other than the bitch herself, Amy.

Aria felt her heart sink since she couldn't carry out her plan with Amy sticking to Harry like glue. She thought of something quick and searched through her bag pack for her cell phone.

'We need to talk.' Aria texted and sent it to Harry, waiting for his response. She watched Harry look down at his pocket and take out his phone. He frowned at the message and looked towards Aria, making her blush a deep scarlet.

He typed back his reply and once he was done he started conversing with Amy once again. Aria felt a tinge of jealousy pass her and she felt annoyed by Harry's nonchalant behavior. She looked down to read the text he sent, and decided she wouldn't look at him any further.

'Okay. About what?' Harry's reply was as dismissive as his behavior and Aria actually felt embarrassed at her own foolishness.

'Not over the phone. I need to discuss it face to face.'

'Not in school. Maybe later.'

'What do you mean not in school?' Aria could feel her anger rising to a whole new level.

'Meaning I don't want to discuss these things in school.'

Aria understood his meaning alright. He was too embarrassed to talk to her. He was too popular to talk to the maid girl. Come to think of it, he had never really held a proper conversation with her in front of anyone from his clique other than Niall, Liam and Louis.

Strangers in the morning, lovers at night. Isn't that what he had said? Now, Aria started realizing the real meaning to his words.

Well, two could play at this game.

Notes

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A/N: Next chapter will be up in a few hours! I'm sorry I'm in a rush! Please bear with me? Love you guys! x <3 -N.K