Nicole’s POV
My skin tingled, making it feel as if spiders were crawling up my back. I struggled to swallow down the feeling of being exposed. I tried to focus on my pencil nervously sketching in my sketchbook, but the feeling just wouldn’t go away. I dared to look up and my breath hitched in my throat. Emerald green eyes peeked through a mop of curly brown hair. His tall frame was visible from the small group of people around him. My pencil slipped from my fingers, rolling away from my nonresponding body. My subconcious dulled everything around me, loud conversations and laughter sounding distant. I’ve never seen this handsome stranger before, which just made my skin start to burn. His plump lips curved up, revealing a cheeky, dimpled smile. My eyes widened and I forced myself to look away. I was trying not to get hooked in by him, his smiling practically mocking me with his good looks. I stretched forward, reaching out to get my pencil. I jumped when the bell signalled for us to go to class. I glanced up and saw the curly haired boy walk to the office with four other attractive boys. I stood up and quickly gathered my things. Striking green eyes floated through my mind.

“Hey Nicole!” Nick said as I walked toward our first class.

“Hey” I said smiling.

“Did you hear?” He said, not being able to contain his huge grin.

“Hear about what?” I said, now growing curious.

“About the insanely five gorgeous british exchange students?!” Nick said, nearly shouting in my ear.

“Shh, calm down boy” I giggled. Nick was always bubbly and full of excitement, but hey, that’s how most gay best friends are.

“But Nikki! You don’t understand!!” Nick whined. I giggled more, amused by my blonde friend.

“I most likely will later” I said, walking through the door to our first class. I took my seat close to the back with Nick, who wouldn’t stop rambling on about the five boys. Our math teacher attempted to quiet us down, but failed miserably. Everyone seemed to be talking about those boys. I just rolled my eyes, for I couldn’t wrap my head around the whole situation..As if on cue, the five boys everyone couldn’t stop talking about walked through the door. Every girl, and Nick, in the room seemed to have their jaws on the floor. Familiar green eyes gazed at me, causing me to look down at my desk.

“Now that I have your attention, I would like to inform the class that we have new foreign exchange students from England. They will be in this class and maybe some of you will be in their other classes” our math teacher said. Nick nudged me and smiled goofy.

“I like the one with black hair” He said, his cheeks turning a light pink. I looked up and spotted him right away. His skin was smooth and tan like carmel. His black hair was styled in a quiff, the hair on the sides of his head short. Thick eyelashes framed his warm chocolate eyes. A slight pout formed on his bottom lip. I looked over at Nick and smiled.

“Yep, he’s a cutie” I winked, causing Nick to blush even more.

“Alright, well why don’t you introduce and tell us about yourselves” my math teacher encouraged them. Our math teacher was an older lady, in her late 40’s. She smiled brightly, amused with the shy looks on the boys faces.

“Well, I’ll go first” a boy with short brown hair said.

“No I’ll go first!” another boy practically shouted. The short haired boy backed off, a smile curving his lips. The boy that shouted stepped forward, smiling boldly. “Hi, I’m Louis Tomlinson” he said in a bright, british accent. His green-blue eyes sparkled when he spoke, a cute smile showing his teeth. His straight brown hair swooped to the side on his forehead. He was wearing a blue and white striped shirt with black suspenders and brown pants. “I’m from Doncaster, England. I have four younger sisters and I love to make people laugh” Louis smiled brightly before making a face to prove his point. The whole class giggled at his goofy expression. Yep, definitely a cutie. Louis stepped back and looked at the other four boys, waiting for one of them to step up.

“Well then, I’ll go now” the short haired boy said. He took a step forward and smiled, his mouth closed. “Hi, I’m Liam Payne” he shyly waved, appearing as if he lost all his confidence that he had before. He was wearing a nicely fitted plaid long sleeve shirt with jeans. He was attractive and seemed to be glowing with kindness. “I’m from Wolverhampton, England. I have two older sisters and two turtles. I love to sing” Liam said before stepping back. Yep, he’s a cutie too. The dark haired god stepped forward, making Nick fidget in his seat. Nick was close to drooling all over himself. I giggled and nudged him. He scowled at me before turning his attention back to his knight in shining armour.

“I’m Zayn Malik” he said in a low voice, his british accent thicker than the other two. He was wearing a white grey t-shirt and black pants. He was quite mysterious, the way he would act and look at people. He glanced at Nick, who was beaming back. Zayn gave him a nervous smile, and continued on. “I’m from Bradford, England. I have three sisters, one older, two younger. I like to chill” Zayn said, stepping back. Very mysterious indeed. Nick grabbed my arm and tugged on it.

“Did you see that? He smiled at me!!!” Nick whisper screamed.

“Yeah, a nervous one because you were creeping him out!” I giggled and Nick stuck his tongue out at me. I made a kissy face a turned my attention to the blonde boy stepping forward. He was smaller than the other boys, but still handsome nonetheless. He had ocean blue eyes that were very mesmerizing. He wore a green jacket and white pants that hung low on his hips.

“Hello, I’m Niall Horan” he said in an irish accent. I was completely caught off guard, for everyone kept saying that there were five BRITISH boys. Nick and I glanced at each other and shrugged. “I’m from Mullingar, Ireland. I have one older brother and I LOVE to eat. Food is my life” Niall said, rubbing his tummy and smiling wide. Some people giggled at his gesture.

“So...adorable” Nick whispered and I nodded in agreement. Last but not least, the curly haired beauty stepped forward. Now I was the one drooling and it was Nick's turn to nudge me. I would have given Nick the same scowl that he gave me, but I was already lost in those green eyes. He smirked at me and I looked back down at my desk, frowning at how easily he was swooning me.

“Hi lovelies, I’m Harry Styles” Harry said and I could practically hear the smile he was wearing. I tried so desperately hard not to listen to him, but his smooth voice plugged my ears. “I have one older sister and I love to sleep” Harry said. I peeked from under my own brown, curly hair and saw Harry calmly smiling at the class. I frowned more and quickly looked down. I hated myself for getting lost in a boy I don’t even know.

“Luckily it’s only been a month since school started, so you boys should fit right in. Please take any seat you like, and class be nice to them” Our teacher smiled and gestured to the desks for the boys to sit down. I froze when Harry brushed past me to sit in the empty seat behind me. I nervously glanced at Nick who smiled evilly at me. He wiggled his eyebrows and it took all I had not to hiss at him.

“Hi” I heard Harry say behind me. I slowly turned around, not looking into his eyes.

“Hi” I said, looking down at Harry desk. Harrys large hand shot out in front of me and I flinched back.

“I’m Harry, and you are?” Harry said, silently demanding me to meet his eyes. I hesitantly looked up and held his stare. I sat up straighter, refusing to melt under his stunning features.

“I’m Nicole” I said, faking a smile. I held out my hand and Harry gladly shook it. His large hand practically engulfed mine. I tried to pull my hand back, but Harry held onto my hand. After a few more seconds of Harry gripping my hand, he finally pulled away. He smiled at me, his dimples as visible as the sun and the moon. “Uh..u-um...” I stuttered and looked over at Nick, who was introducing himself to Niall sitting behind him. “Nick!” I squeaked, desperately trying to draw attention away from me. Nick looked at me and immediately understood.

“Hi, I’m Nick” Nick said, holding his hand out to Harry.

“Harry” Harry responded, shaking Nicks hand. I caught Niall’s eyes and smiled.

“I’m Nicole” I said, holding out my hand to Niall.

“Hi love, as you know, I’m Niall” he said, his irish accent thick. My smile grew as he cutely smiled back.

Halfway through the class, Nick tossed a small piece of paper my way. Sadly, his aim sucks and the paper landed in my endless tangle of curls. Nick tried getting my attention by whispering my name, but the teacher immediately shot him down with shushes.

“Oi! Curly! There’s paper in your hair!” I heard Louis shout. I looked up from my work, thinking about how embarrassing it must be for that person. But when I felt fingers run through my hair and saw everyones stare, my cheeks burned. All the teacher did was scowl at Louis, silently warning him. I looked over at Nick who mouthed “sorry”. I knew that he didn’t mean to embarrass me, so I wasn’t mad at him. I turned around and saw Harry flatten out the small piece of paper and read what was written on it. Harry quietly chuckled and handed the note to Niall. Nialls face broke out into an adorable smile and he covered his mouth to muffle his giggles. I looked over at Nick who was hiding his face in his book. Niall handed me the paper and my face scrunched up in even more embarrassment as I read it.

Nikki! We have to be friends with them! They are so cool! I mean we both like what they like. Sleeping, eating, singing, chilling, laughing and even turtles! All five are so cute! :))))))) I bet that one of us at leasts has a class with one of them.

I quickly shoved the note in my pocket and continually glanced at the clock for the rest of the period. My highschool is different from most. Here, we have a block schedule. So you have 4 class periods that are an hour and a half long for half the school year. Once the first half of the school year is done, you switch into 4 new classes and continue attending them until the school year is over. Make sense?

When the bell rang, I quickly shoved my things into my backpack. Nick doesn’t have next period with me, which is Art class. That means I could leave him behind. Cruel, yes, but I have to get away from Harry. Before I could retreat, Harry grabbed my shoulder.

“Hey, um, can you help me with my classes?” He asked, giving me a small smile. I stood there for a second, not sure what to say. Come up with an excuse and say that I’m in a hurry, or help him out.

“I’ll help you” a high pitched voice said. We both turned our heads to the blonde-headed model. Taylor smirked, her red lipstick bold on her lips. She held onto her books in one arm, letting her other arm sway at her side. Her blond straightened hair flowed freely down her back and her bangs perfectly cut just under her eyebrow. Harry smiled and walked over to her. I frowned at how Harry just blew me off. But wait, wasn’t that what I wanted? I huffed and scurried to my next class.
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Well, at the end of the day, turns out that Zayn is in my Art class, Liam, Niall and Zayn have the same lunch time as Nick and I, Louis and Niall have history with me, and sadly, Harry has English with me. Once English was over, I practically sprinted to Nicks last class so we could quickly walk to my house together.

“What’s with the rush?” Nick asked while putting his notebook in his satchel.

“I just want to get home” I replied quickly, impatiently tapping my foot.

“Oh I get it, don’t want to run into a certain someone” Nick smiled and linked his arm with mine.

“Actually yes!” I answered honestly as we strolled out of his class..

“Why? I’m telling you they’re super nice and cool!” Nick said.

“Yeah, I have to admit, they are sweethearts. All except Harry” I said, spitting out the last sentence.

“Oh stop it! You’re just mad that a bunch of girls swarm around them, thus not giving you a chance to be around Mr. Styles” Nick said.

“No!” I whined, blushing a bit. I have to admit, I do want to become friends with them, and even talk to Harry, but they were always swarmed by flirtatious girls. Not to mention that Taylor has been all over Harry.

“Nikki, I know you better than anyone. I know that you want to be friends with them, even Harry” Nick said, seeing right through me. I sighed and gave in.

“I don’t know Nick. I don’t like how easily Harry’s got me drooling over him. I mean, I don’t want to be all confused and stupid” I said, hoping that I was making sense.

Harrys POV
I tried to hold her gaze, trying to figure her out. She stood out from most, her curly brown hair surrounding her heart shaped face. She was intently wrapped up in her drawing, which fascinated me. She seemed to focus despite all the talking around her. It was cute how she made faces and sound effects while drawing. When she looked up, I was taken aback. Her brown eyes were even more stunning than Zayns. They were warm and had specks of gold in them. Her eyes were very light on the outside and dark towards the middle, catching me off guard. Most people’s eyes were lighter towards the middle, but hers weren’t. I smiled, trying to win her with my dimples, but I think I smiled wrong. It felt as if I was somehow mocking her, for she quickly turned away. I scolded myself, but didn’t take my eyes away from her. I liked how she went natural, not wearing a stitch of makeup. Yes, Nicole was pretty, but aren’t all girls?

That’s what baffled me. Her beauty made it appear as if she was glowing. When she giggled at Louis expression in class today, her face lit up in a stunning smile. I liked how Nicole and Nick would exchange funny faces laugh at themselves. You see, I’m one of those people who want to be friends with people who are naturally beautiful. Meaning they pleasantly catch you off guard and capture you with their smile and gentle atmosphere. But also how they can still be goofy and free while being mature enough to handle things. That’s what Nicole did. She pleasantly caught me off guard. Oh and her friend Nick did too. He was cute and honest, which I liked. I can tell that they are best friends, and I can understand why. With Nicks friendly personality and Nicole’s gentle but fun atmosphere, they make two peas in a pod.

I tried to get a chance to be with her by asking where my classes were, but yet another girl stole my attention. She wasn’t like Nicole, she seemed more bold with her red lipstick and confident stance. Taylor showed me around school and helped me with my classes, but it felt a little as if she was clinging to me. Wait, what are you saying Harry? Don’t be ridiculous. Just because someone girl is around you non stop helping you doesn’t mean she’s clinging to you. I sighed and ruffled my hair. I had plenty of opportunities to talk to Nicole, but I didn’t take them. I thought about this while patiently waiting in front of the office for the other guys. At times, well actually a lot of times, girls would walk up to me and ask questions or just tell me to have a good day. Sure, they were nice, but I was starting to get annoyed with all this attention. Once the lads arrived, I was relieved, for some of the attention was focused on them. Suddenly, a mess of flawless curls walked by and I struggled to watch it. Nicole walked arm and arm with Nick. They were so absorbed in their conversation that they didn’t even look this way. Or maybe, they purposely didn’t look this way. But why? I mean, they wanted us to be their friends, right?

“Uh, it’s really nice talking to you, but we got to go” I quickly said to the girls surrounding us. Frowns stared back at us, but I brushed them off as I headed toward Nick and Nicoles way. The boys soon followed me.

“What are you doing?” Niall asked next to me.

“Look, there’s Nick and Nicole. Now’s our chance to be friends with them” I said.

“Oh yeah! Good thinking” Niall said, patting my shoulder.

“But we already have all those girls to be friends with” Louis whined and gestured to the group of girls watching us walk away.

“Louis, Harry has a point. Nick and Nicole are really sweet and they are the only people who seem to have been patiently waiting to have a chance to talk to us” liam said. I smiled at Liam who gave me an assuring nodd. Leave it to liam to speak words of wisdom. But before I could call out to them, they were already crossing the street and walking down the sidewalk.

“Well, tomorrow, definitely” Niall said.

“Yeah..” I said, walking back towards to office to be picked up.

Notes

Hey :) This is my second fanfic based on a dream I had. I know, sorry, I just had to. The story will continue to progress and get better, I promise. PLease chek out my other Fanfiction "Straight to the Heart". Thanks for reading! Don't forget to comment, rate and all that good stuff! PRETTY PLEASE!? I want to know if I should keep writing this. Love you my lovely directioners :)