Chapter eight

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I was still looking out the window, completely ignoring Harry. He still had his arm around me... I didn’t really care. I just wanted to get this over with. Niall and Chelsea were off in another world talking about food or something. While Harry was sitting there probably plotting a scheme to ruin my night and I was just sitting there waiting for this to end. You could probably tell I was thinking that.

The limo finally stopped at my school and we all got out. Chelsea and Niall looked like the king and queen, arms linked and nicely dressed. Harry and I on the other hand...he kept on trying to hold my hand but I kept pushing him away. Of course he was able to grab my hand before I realized it. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get him to let go! Why did he have to be so strong?

We entered the gym and Chelsea and I looked so amazed at the decorations of it! The gym usually looks so plain and boring, and usually smells like sweat and dirty feet. Now, it had streamers falling form the ceiling, posters on the walls, and so many more awesome decorations! Chelsea and I were just standing there in awe, until Niall pulled her away. I quickly gave Niall the death glare for leaving me alone with Harry. Niall and Chelsea were over by the food table within a minute.

I slowly turned to Harry with my arms crossed across my chest        to see him smirking at me. “Wanna dance?” he asked holding his hand out to me. I raised an eyebrow at him while he just smirked at me. “Okay Styles, you cannot ruin tonight. You can’t touch me in any way, you only get one dance tonight, if I’m talking to a friend, don’t interrupt me, no kissing, and absolutely no hugging...got it?” Harry just looked at me with wide eyes. “Uh, got it.” was all he could say.

Harry’s POV

“Okay Styles, you cannot ruin tonight. You can’t touch me in any way, you only get one dance tonight, if I’m talking to a friend, don’t interrupt me, no kissing, and absolutely no hugging...got it?” Jamie told me. I was shocked. She really must not like me! I just stood there looking at her while she waited for a response. “Uh, got it.” was all I could manage to get out. I was honestly upset, I was hoping Jamie and I could hang out a lot tonight, and maybe she would like me better. Well, at least like me as a friend.

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