fragile | harry styles

the encounter

Avery's POV:
Ugh. School doesn't finish until an hour. It's so boring sitting here listening to Mr Collins talk and talk and blabber about things that are not significant. I have no clue what he's talking about. I continue looking at the clock slowly ticking on the urge of falling asleep. I twirl my brown hair creating knots and then ended up tapping my fingers on the desk. I look around me and see all the students feeling and looking the exact same. Looking droopy, half drunk and just a bloody mess. I continue making music with my fingers and blowing my gum until I sighed and grunt loudly asking to go to the bathroom. He didn't hear me so I continued walking out anyway. As I walk out I look around and decide to go the other way and stay outside.

--- it feels like I've been outside for ages and the bell still hasn't rung. I just want this year to end. I just want to explore, play music and just leave this damn area. Not being around 5000 snobs and jerks and listening to boring teachers teaching such boring and insignificant things. I continue picking the grass while my thoughts decide to go deep and my imagination slowly drift taking over my head nearly putting me to sleep. I sigh for the tenth time and decided to get up and maybe go back in. As I go back in, stepping foot back onto the white cracked looking floor of Eastfield Highschool, I sigh and make my way back to Mr boring's classroom. Making my way back seemed like it was taking ages. Damn I really am tired. I continue walking thinking about how much my life sucked until I harshly bump into a person causing me to fall hard. "Ugh I'm sorry" I say annoyed not looking at the person. "Yeah maybe look where your going" the person replied in a deep voice also in an annoyance tone "No need to be so rude" I fire back at him struggling to get up since the person offered no help. I get up and look at the persons face with my mad expressions with my face scrunched up and mad. Wow. My face slowly turns back to normal. I stop for a while and stare. He had the most perfect green eyes... And that hair... Wow. We didn't lose the eye contact. It was kind of awkward actually we just stood there. Reality kicked in and the stupid bell went. Everyone came out of each classroom rushing out blocking my direction making me lose contact with him. I couldn't see him anymore. Who was he?