Wrong In Every Right Way

Chapter 3

(Alex's P.O.V.)

It's lunch time now and I'm still not over the fact that Harry is my partner in our music project. I mean, I'm an okay singer, and I'm good with words. But sometimes my work is affected by the people I work with, and I don't think we will get any work done at all if my partner is Harry. But then again, I didn't have a choice.

Mrs. Wellington said that for our final project this school year, we should make a song about what you've been wanting to tell someone for so long but never had the guts to say it.

I don't think I have any unsaid thoughts about someone, but if me secretly wanting to stab every bitch that thinks I'm a prude can be put into a song, we're good to go. I'm not sure about Harry though, maybe he has some idea about what our song is going to be.

"So, how's it going with you and Harry?" Lindsey randomly asked when we sat down on our usual lunch table.

"What about me and him?"

"You know, our music project." Oh, I thought she was referring to something else.

"I don't know, I haven't talked to him about it yet." I replied. As if on cue, I saw Harry walking towards our table.

"Uhmm, Alex? C-can we talk about our project?" Why the fuck was he stuttering? It wasn't as if I was someone he should be afraid of. (Though he really should be.)

"Sure, let me just finish my food and I'll meet you in the music room, yeah?" I said with a smile. I'm so good at this.

"O-okay, I'll b-be there." Was he fucking blushing? Oh my god. I can't even with this dork.

"Looks like you have a date." Lindsey teasingly said while raising her brows up and down.

"Can I borrow your phone?" I said while eating the last bit of my food.

"Okay?" She was confused but I'm so not in the mood for this shit right now. I looked around if anybody was looking, fortunately nobody was. I took her phone from her hand, turned around from her and took a picture of me with my middle finger up. I set it as her wallpaper, took my bag, and gave her phone back.

Talk about a grand exit.

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I was on the way to the music room when I felt my phone vibrate against my thigh.

From: Mark

'Hook up after school?'

This horny idiot.

To: Mark

'K. Be at my house by 5:30.'

If you were wondering, my Dad is in New York for a business trip and my Mom's shift at the hospital is from 4pm til 1am so I wasn't really worried if somebody was at home while we're going at it.

I finally reach the music room and go inside to see Harry asleep. He looked cute actually. I don't know why nobody has noticed that before. I'm guessing it's because he always covers half of his face with huge dorky glasses. He's also always wearing fucking jumpers all the fucking time. Hasn't he heard of a thing called t-shirts for Christ's sakes.

I nudged his shoulder lightly to wake him up. His eyelids fluttered before he scrambled to fix himself when he saw me standing there.

"Sorry, I-I fell asleep. Should we s-start on our s-song now?" Fuck me in the ass with the fucking stuttering, Harry.

"What is it going to be about though? I haven't had any untold feelings for someone, have you?" It was an awkward question but someone had to ask.

"W-well, I've h-had a massive crush o-on this girl for a while n-now. She j-just doesn't know I fancy her." He said with a gulp. Awwww, this dork has feelings for someone. I wonder if he's ever going to say them with the goddamn stuttering.

"That's cute Harry, let's do that then. How long have you had a crush on this girl?"

"Pretty l-long. Years now."

Damn. How horny is this boy to crush on someone for that long?

"Wow, that's a really long time. Maybe you should write things that you want to say to her on a piece of paper. Anything actually, make it random. Then we'll put it all together." I said with a smile, my cheeks kinda hurt now.

"O-okay, that's a g-good idea." He said with a smile, too.

Fuck.

He's cute.

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a/n: i guess i finally made my decision lmao