Undercover [Zarry]

ten

Harry stared at his phone for a while, thinking of a proper answer.

its_harriexx: about to go do homework

_zaynjaym93: or you could forget it and talk to me?

Harry sighed.

_zaynjaym93: you looked amazing in your photo by the way

its_harriexx: thanks. Look I really need to do that homework so

_zaynjaym93: 😕😕😕

its_harriexx: night

_zaynjaym93: waaaaait

_zaynjaym93: do you need help on anything?

its_harriexx: no

_zaynjaym93: what made you decide to make an Instagram?

its_harriexx: Perrie

Harry then had an idea.

its_harriexx: do you think she's fit?

_zaynjaym93: she's attractive, sure, but you're more my type

its_harriexx: are you sure? She thinks you're fit

Harry knew that was wrong of him, but he needed to get this boy to leave him alone.

_zaynjaym93: do you think I'm fit?

Harry bit his lip.

its_harriexx: I gotta go

He quickly tossed his phone across the bed, hating that he was blushing.

With a dramatic sigh, he got up and went to do his homework.

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The next day at school, Harry was surprised to see Irene in her usual spot, waiting to walk to class with him.

"So you're alive." He said, giving her a look.

"And you're trying blue eyeshadow. I prefer the pink on you, love. Goes better with your eye colour." She said, squinting a little.

"Where did you go Friday night?" Harry asked, ignoring her comment.

Irene smiled. "Walk with me."

"After a bit of talking, he took me back to his place, and we...." She trailed off with a knowing look.

Harry gasped, looking at her.

"Yeah." Irene grinned.

"I know he'll be calling me again."

"So what did to you do this weekend?" Irene asked.

"Stayed up late doing homework, shaved, and I made an Instagram." Harry said.

"Yeah? Write down your name for me and I'll follow you. Follow me back though, okay?" She asked.

Harry nodded, and the two entered their first class.

The day was painfully slow, and Harry fought not to fall asleep for most of it.

When he got home, he went straight to bed.

He took a two hour nap, being rudely awakened by his father vacuuming the hallway carpet.

His father never vacuumed anything.

He must've been struggling with a case.

Harry groaned, rolling over and getting his phone off the charger, checking it.