Another Year
Runaway as fast as you can.
I responded with an annoyed tone, telling him I was a junior, and leaving it at that to end any further discussion. It resulted in him boasting about the fact that he was a year older than me and repeatedly poking me in my arm, I wanted to hit him, but I contained myself. This gorgeous freak was annoying the hell out of me, my parent’s house didn’t look too bad right now, at least Liam wasn’t there. I couldn’t help but smile as I entered my history class, that meant I would be freed of this creature.
“You’re welcome," He called out after me, I ignored it and took a seat in the back; “Hello class.”
This is where I decided to tone out everything the teacher was saying, something I’ve become quite good at. I looked around the classroom, most of the girls, including myself were dressed in tight reveling clothing and the guys weren’t as bad looking as I had thought they were going to be. The door burst open, interrupting the lecture I had not been paying attention to, I looked up and locked eyes with a boy with an absurd amount of hair on his head, “What’s up!”
He walked in and took the only available seat in the front, “Harry, you’re late.”
“Yeah,” he shrugged as he ran his hand through his hair.
“Would you care to tell us why?”
“You wouldn’t believe me,” He sang causing the irritated teacher to question him further.
“Well, I was driving to school, right?” He was talking with his hands for emphasis, “And then this tree just came out of nowhere, and I didn’t have time to stop so I hit it and had to wait for the police to come.”
He had a cute smile on his face as he finished, “So, you’re late because you a hit a tree.”
The teacher didn’t believe a word he was saying, but the boy persisted, “Mr. Z, you’ve known you for about three years now, and we both know that whoever gave me my license was not entirely the smartest man on the planet.”
That was it, he charmed his way out of the situation and the teacher just rolled his eyes and continued on the lesson; who the hell was this kid? Something about him made me want to know more, maybe it was because his personality seemed similar to mine, or I was in desperate need of social interaction. I hadn’t had a decent conversation with someone yet, all I’ve had to deal with was Liam and my brother called me a coke head, so that didn’t really count. The bell rang and I was determined to find out more, I jumped out of my chair and headed straight towards him, but realizing too late that I was walking faster than I should have because I ran straight into him, “Hey babe.”
He had a sly grin on his face, “I’m Harry.” He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, leading me out into the hall, “You’re new, aren’t you?”
I found my voice once I looked away from his eyes, “I’m Ella, I just moved in with my brother—”
I was interrupted by a voice that I already knew, “Is that my sexy little Styles over there!”
Liam came running full speed towards us, causing Harry to remove his arm to brace himself as Liam jumped up onto his back, “What’s up, slut?” He asked before looking in my direction, “I see you’ve met my precious girl over here, this is Ella.”
“I’m not your girl,” Liam hopped off Harry’s back, squeezing himself between us and draping an arm over each of our shoulders, he turned to look and me and gave me a smile.
“Trust me babe, you will be soon,” He pulled me away from Harry, “I have to get this fine thing to class, I’ll see you at lunch, bro.”
“You know, I’m fully capable of finding my own classes,” I pointed out.
“I know, but it’s fun to annoy you,” Liam said with a grin as he walked down the hall, forcing me to come with him due to his grip on me. I didn’t even say anything, this was how it was going to be. This boy was going to go out of his way just to piss me off any chance he got, because he would get some sick pleasure from it.
The rest of my classes went by a lot quicker, and at the end of each one, Liam would be waiting with some remark that made me want to shoot him then shoot myself right after, I looked down at my schedule, I had gym next, which I was dreading, physical fitness was not my thing.
“Do I have gym first, or is it lunch?” I asked, I might as well get some sort of use out of him if I was going to be stuck.
Liam grinned, “Lunch and then you get to have gym class with me.”
Great.
“All right, but there is no fucking way I am eating lunch with you.”
He smirked, “Don’t worry darling, I wouldn’t sit with you even if we were friends.”
Notes
Harry will be featured a lot more as the story goes on haha don't hate me, but Liam is also one of my babies and I gotta show him love tooooo. :)
keep going!
5/20/14