Unexpected
Chapter Three: Meeting
Niall’s POV:
She left before I could even finish wrapping her wrist. Something about that girl bothers me, but in a good way.
“Aye, you think we should follow her?” Liam asked me. I shook my head no. Girls need there space.
“Nah mate. She needs her space. Do you know who she is?” I said as I dried my washed hands.
“Yeah I don’t know. She looks familiar.” Liam said scratching his head. He snapped his fingers, “She’s in our history class. Remember? She always finishes those worksheets first and leaves to go to the library! I think her name is Kelsey? No. Carrie? Makenzy! Yeah her name is Makenzy!” How the hell does Liam remember every little thing?
Zee’s POV:
After I walked out of the café I realized I didn’t want to go back home. I looked over my shoulder to see if either of the boys was following me. As I came up upon an empty bench I sat down and sighed. I removed the bandages wincing. The cuts weren’t bleeding anymore so I looked for a trash can to throw the bandage away. That’s when I saw him.
Harry’s POV:
On my way to go meet Niall and Liam at some local café, I took shortcut through the park. I saw a girl looking in my general direction. Looking behind me I saw a group of people standing around a bon-fire. So she could be looking at me or them. Whatever I didn’t matter to me I hated this damned state. First few days it was hot and humid then it was cool then it was hot and rainy. The weather needed to make up its bloody mind. I wanted to get on the first flight out of here. I sat down on a bench and lit a cigarette. It took me a few minutes but then I realized I sat on the same bench as the girl staring at the group. She looked at me, “Do you have an extra smoke?” she asked me. I looked her in the eyes. She didn’t look like she was 18. Oh well. I pulled the box out of my pocket and handed he one. She pulled out a lighter from her shirt pocket and lit the cigarette deeply breathing in and slowly exhaling. She shuddered after a little afterwards.
“Your not a smoker.” I said.
“No, I’m not but now seemed like a damn good time to start.” She responded. She looked at me a second time, third time. Finally I smirked and said, “See something you like?” She almost chocked on the cigarette. She coughed a few times and cleared her throat, “Um I forgot. I have to be home in a few minutes. Thanks for the smoke.” She said dropping the leftover cigarette and stomping on it before getting up and walking away.
She left before I could even finish wrapping her wrist. Something about that girl bothers me, but in a good way.
“Aye, you think we should follow her?” Liam asked me. I shook my head no. Girls need there space.
“Nah mate. She needs her space. Do you know who she is?” I said as I dried my washed hands.
“Yeah I don’t know. She looks familiar.” Liam said scratching his head. He snapped his fingers, “She’s in our history class. Remember? She always finishes those worksheets first and leaves to go to the library! I think her name is Kelsey? No. Carrie? Makenzy! Yeah her name is Makenzy!” How the hell does Liam remember every little thing?
Zee’s POV:
After I walked out of the café I realized I didn’t want to go back home. I looked over my shoulder to see if either of the boys was following me. As I came up upon an empty bench I sat down and sighed. I removed the bandages wincing. The cuts weren’t bleeding anymore so I looked for a trash can to throw the bandage away. That’s when I saw him.
Harry’s POV:
On my way to go meet Niall and Liam at some local café, I took shortcut through the park. I saw a girl looking in my general direction. Looking behind me I saw a group of people standing around a bon-fire. So she could be looking at me or them. Whatever I didn’t matter to me I hated this damned state. First few days it was hot and humid then it was cool then it was hot and rainy. The weather needed to make up its bloody mind. I wanted to get on the first flight out of here. I sat down on a bench and lit a cigarette. It took me a few minutes but then I realized I sat on the same bench as the girl staring at the group. She looked at me, “Do you have an extra smoke?” she asked me. I looked her in the eyes. She didn’t look like she was 18. Oh well. I pulled the box out of my pocket and handed he one. She pulled out a lighter from her shirt pocket and lit the cigarette deeply breathing in and slowly exhaling. She shuddered after a little afterwards.
“Your not a smoker.” I said.
“No, I’m not but now seemed like a damn good time to start.” She responded. She looked at me a second time, third time. Finally I smirked and said, “See something you like?” She almost chocked on the cigarette. She coughed a few times and cleared her throat, “Um I forgot. I have to be home in a few minutes. Thanks for the smoke.” She said dropping the leftover cigarette and stomping on it before getting up and walking away.
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8/5/13