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The class had ended and we were on our way to Maths. I honestly wish it were the weekend because I can't focus on any of my classes. Just him.

“Hey Niall, are you alright? I hope that bastard didn't hurt you too bad.”

“I'm good, thanks to you. I don't know what I could possibly do to pay you back. You helped me stay safe from that bully, and I'm so thankful for that.”

“No problem, Niall. I don't mind helping you out. We're friends now, remember? I'll always have your back.”

“Thank you, Harry.”

Niall, what would you do without Harry in your life?

"Anyway, I was wondering if you would like to hang out on Saturday. I figured that we could really get to know each other a bit more. What do you say, mate?"

Ok, Niall, get a grip. Say that one word, yes.

"Of course, Harry. What time should we meet?"

"We could meet at 12:00 at the Park? Would that be cool?"

Harry then gave me that sweet, lovely, smile of his that gave me butterflies in my stomach. I know it's cliche, but it's true.

"Yeah Harry, that would be nice. See you then."

~ Friday Night~

I was looking in my closet for the person thing to wear. I was trying to decide between two outfits: a black polo shirt, black skinny jeans, and white converse, or a plaid shirt, blue skinny jeans, and black converse. I really wanted to wear something that would earn compliments from Harry until I realized something: I didn't belong to him yet. I shook that thought away from my mind, and decided to wear my second out of choice. I plugged my phone in the charger and set my alarm for 8:00 a.m.

~Saturday Morning ~

I woke up at 8:00 a.m. to Ed Sheeran's Thinking out Loud. It was a song that made me happy, and I wanted to start off the day with as little drama as possible. I took a nice shower, and then wore the the outfit I had chosen consisting of a plaid shirt, blue skinny jeans, and black converse. I ran down stairs to make myself some breakfast. I made some French toast and fried eggs, and poured myself a glass of orange juice. I was enjoying the food, impressed by my cooking skills when I saw my phone light up. It was a notification from a number that I didn't recongnize. I looked at the text message and it said: Hey Niall, its Harry. You're probably wondering how and when I got your number. I realized that I forgot to ask for your number yesterday, so I asked Liam. I'm texting you to remind you that we should be at the Park at 12:00, and that you should save my number so that we could talk in the future. All the love. H.

I was trying to process what had happened. Harry had my number, which he got from Liam. That means Liam knows that I like Harry to some extent. Harry obviously wants to at least be my friend. I sighed in relief. It made me happy knowing that he wanted to get to me know better. I was so happy, and I couldn't wait to meet up with Harry.

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