Mr. Popular and Miss. Nerdy Pants (One Direction)

Chapter Three Part One

(Penelope’s POV)

    Months flew making the boys and I very close and causing girls to get jealous at me. One of them actually sent me death letters which made me a bit nervous before Louis found out and told the girl to get away from me. Harry, as always, was so flirty around me more than the girls which made me feel suspiciously .

    “Crap I didn’t do my homework!” exclaimed Harry sitting next to me with a big book and a piece of paper he looked at me with those puppy eyes. I rolled me eyes shaking my head.

    “Sorry, Harry. You should of done it,” I said. He frowned.

    “Haz turn that frown upside down!” grinned Louis trying to cheer him up shooting a joking glare.

    “C’mon, Penelope! I’ll do anything!” he begged. I shook my head. I was not going to let him copy me. I took a bite of my sandwich. “Pleeeeaaassse!”

    “Nope Harry-”

    “Plee-”

    “Harry-”

“-aassee”

    “Fine, but you owe me big time,” I snapped. He closed his mouth smiling happily. I gave him all the answers he hugged me kissing my cheek while my cheeks literally burst into flames. I suppressed a giggle. A little smirk searched its’ way up his lips.

    “You totally love me,” he winked.

    “Shut up,” I said. He pouted and took my apple. I ignored what he did.

    “Okay love birds,” joked Niall “I was gonna ask you Penelope if you wanted to come to mines so you can help me with my homework?”

    “Sure, why not?” I grinned. He smiled. The bell rang and we all went to our classes.

    “Stop, you need to learn, Niall!” I exclaimed. He wouldn’t stop joking around. With a groan he went all serious. Seconds past before we started laughing.

    “Do you wanna go swimming?” he asked. I rolled my eyes.

    “Niall, no, I can’t swim,” I said. He frowned.

    “Poo, you’re no fun.”

    “We need to do our homework!” I snapped. He settled down next to me. I tapped my pencil on his desk, he began to sing an unknown song. His homework was literally the hardest thing I have ever seen, of course I’ve learned it somewhere but I couldn’t remember how to solve it. “I don’t get your homework, Niall.” I threw the pencil frustrated.

    “C’mon you’re the smart one here, I’ll call Liam if-”

    “No! Not Liam!” I whined. His brows creased smirking, we both stared at his phone which was right in front of us. We looked at each other before going at the same time for the phone. “Nooooo!” He soon had it dialing Liam’s number. I pouted crossing my arms around my chest like a little child.

    “Awwwee, is little Penelope gonna cry?” he cooed laughing evilly.

    “You’re a jerk.”

    He ignored my insult.

    “Don’t worry, Harry is coming,” he said, I blushed.

    “I do not like Harry!” I exclaimed I have told him this millions of times! Couldn’t he understand? I did not like Harry whatsoever! I only looked at him as a friend who was very flirty and aggravating. 

    “Do too! He likes you too! Just admit!”

    “No!” I moaned. He pulled a face.

    “Stop hiding your feelings,” he leered.

    “I don’t like Harry! I just see him as a friend!” I bellowed. I pursed my lips. He shook his head.