My alarm went off at 6, and I felt like crying. I was more exhausted than I thought I would be.
I glanced over to see Charlotte still sleeping. I decided to let her sleep, I didn't feel like talking anyway. I crawled out of bed and grabbed a fresh pair of clothes and my tolietry bag and headed to the showers.
They were a lot nicer than I had expected them to be. The tiles on the wall were sky blue and crimson red bricks lined the floors. I gratefully took the first stall, I was the only one in there. I turned on the shower head and began to strip. The water felt great on my stiff body. It took only twenty minutes fro me to wash my hair, bathe, and shave my legs. When I was done I dried off my body and put my hair in the towel. I pulled on my skinny jeans and Rolling Stones tank. It was Addison's, but I found it to be my favorite shirt. I wore it alot. I finally slipped into my red vans and gathered my belongings before heading back to the dorm.
When I walked in I saw Charlotte sitting at her mirror applying her gawdy eyeliner. She gave me a small smile, but was grateful she wasn't a morning person either. I can't do the whole happy cheery talking thing this early.
I walked over to my desk and began to blow dry my hair. When I was done I decided to straighten it, change it up a little. And since we had an hour before we needed to leave, I took my time.
Every now and then Charlotte would off to do my make up, but I told her as politley as I could that I was not interested. We had two totally different styles.
After my hair was done, I put on my mascara and blush, adding only a clear gloss to my lips. I then grabbed my square framed glasses, and looked in the mirror. Perfect.
"You ready?" Charlotte asked me. I turned around to find her wearing fishnet tights under her high waisted red short, an a plain white shirt tucked sloppily into them. And on top of that, she was wearing large black boots that looked like military boots. She had added two new pericings o her lip, and her hair was pulled into a black bret. The look suited her though.
I nodded. We grabbed our books and headed downstairs where Niall and Zayn were to pick us up.
When we reached the bottom of the dorms I saw both boys leaning against the slick black mustang. They both greeted us with big smiles as we approached.
"Sleep well ladies?" Zayn said to us both.
Charlotte said something about how she slept on her arm wrong, but I just nodded. Niall was staring at me and it made me feel weird so I was thankful when he opened the door for Charlotte and I and we all left.
When we arrived at the English Building I couldn't help but feel nervous since Harry was in this class. Maybe he would sit somewhere else. Or maybe he took my advice and changed his classes all together. I honestly just didn't have the energy to deal with him and Addison, I needed to focus on my work.
I felt my heart sink as we walked into Mr. Edward's class. Of course he'd be here, sitting in the same seat right next to mine.
Harry sat quietly, but he smirked as he saw us walk towards our seats. He high fived Niall and whispered something in Zayn's ear that made him laugh. He simply winked at Charlotte who groaned, then he's eyes feel to me. He smirk disapeared and pushed passed me ramming his shoulder into my books, causing them to fall to the ground.
I took a deep breathe calming myself, knowing this was what he wanted. He wanted some kind of reaction from me, and no way in Hell was I about to give him what he wanted. I quietly knelt down to pick them up without making eye contact. I could feel the rage coming off of his body without even looking at him. Ha.
I took my seat beside him just Mr. Edwards began the lesson. He demonstrating the common use of poetry in England durring the 1700's. A topic I would usually be interested in, but I find myself thinking about other things. Like the party this friday. And if I was going or not. And Niall asking me.
And if Harry was going. Oh God.
The things he could do to me off school grounds made my body shiver. If I thought he was bad on school grounds, I couldn't imagine him off of them.
The class went by faster than usual. When the bell rang for the end of the class, Charlotte, Niall, Zayn and I walked out together heading to the small cofee shop to take a break before heading to our next classes. We each ordered something and went to sit as a small cafe table. Right as we sat down, I heard Someone running after us.
"What a coincidence," He said. It was Harry. I didn't turn around to see him, hoping he would ignore me just as I was him.
"We all end up going to the same break spot, mind if I sit?" I knew even if we had told him no he would have sat down. But Niall and Zayn both greeted him with open arms.
"Shut up you," Zayn playfully said to him. Harry ignored him. He took a seat inbetween Charlotte and Niall, sitting directly in front off me. I took a long sip of my cofee.
"You going to Louis's party friday?" Zayn asked him. I prayed silently he wasn't.
"Since when do I not attend one of Louis famous parties?" He smirked.
Why am I not suprised. I tried to ignore their conversation.
"So are we, we should all ride together, we have one seat left for ya," Niall piched in. Harry ignored him.
"All of you are going?" He asked questioningly. I couldn't help but look up at him. He was adressing me, that stupid smirk on his face with one eyebrow arched. I felt all of their eyes on me, waiting for me to answer. Niall looked most curious, I wanted so badly to be on their good side.
My voice waw small when I spoke. "I'm not," I knew it was a bad idea, and there was no way I was going to a party were Harry was going where he could insult me the whole night.
Harry laughed as he lifted his arms behind his head cockily. "Didn't think so,"
"What's that suppose to mean?" The words were out before I could stop them, I knew this was what he was wanting, but I wasn't about to let him insult me in front of my new friends.
He leaned forward across the table, looking me right in the eye.
"You panties are too far up your ass for you to actually go out and have a good time," He said matter of factly. His expressioin was serious now.
My mouth made a small 'O' shape at his comment, and I felt my cheeks flare.
"Lay off Harry, if she doesn't want to go she doesn't have to," Charlotte hissed at him. But he ignored her.
"I'm just saying what your all thinking," He spat. Who the hell did he think he was! He didn't know me, how dare he judge me when he knew nothing about me. I was done being quiet.
"Harry, chill-" Niall started but I cut him off.
"No actually I think I will go, Niall had invited me to go with him anyway," I paused before adding.
"I think it'd be a grand idea,"
I said it loudly, causing people to stare. I didn't care, I just wanted to prove Harry wrong. All three of there expressions were shocked and I couldn't help put smirk as I grabbed grabbed my things and stood, striding over to Harry. He was glaring at me. I finished off my cofee and placed it on the table in front of him.
"See you there," I said. I felt sudenlly courageous, so I even gave him a sneaky wink before striding of to my next class. Making sure he could get a good view of my ass as I walked off.
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