A love like ours // Harry Styles

Chapter Eight

^^^Jordan's POV^^^

It was Monday, sadly, and I was talking to my dad before I had to go to school.

"How's Connor?" I ask. Connor is my older brother, he's twenty three now.

"He's good, got himself a new girlfriend." I can hear my dad's proud smile.

"Really? Is she nice?" I grow interested.

"She's lovely. You need to visit sometime."

"I'll try, dad. I miss you,"

"I miss you, too. Call me when you get out of school, okay? I have to tell you something." I hear some noise in the background.

"Okay, dad. Love you, bye." As I'm about to hang up, he speaks.

"Love you, too. Have a great day." He says, ending the phone call.

"Jordan, someone's at the door!" My mum yelled from downstairs.

"Coming!" I yell back, fixing my hair for the seventh time this morning.

I go open the door, revealing Harry.

"Do you want a ride to a school?" He trails his keys around his finger.

"That'd be great! Thank you," I smile, welcoming him in.

"Mum, Harry's taking me to school today." I tell her, eating some cereal.

"Oh, hello." She politely smiles, offering her hand for him to shake.

"Nice to meet you," he smiles.

"Would you like some food?" She asks Harry.

"I already ate, but thank you." He declines.

"We gotta go, bye mum, love you." I give her a hug.

"Bye, Harry. Hope to see you soon. Have a good day, kids." She waves us off.

"You too," Harry smiles.

"She's nice." He comments when we get in the car.

"Yep." I nod, buckling my seatbelt.

"You look great," he compliments.

"That you, you look great, too." I look at his out

We walk hand in hand to our first period, earning a few looks from the other students.

"What's their problem?" I whisper to Harry.

"They're not used to suck a pretty girl spending time with me. I'm not exactly the most popular guy here." He looks down as if embarrassed.

"Hey, don't be embarrassed. They're just jealous that I got such a fine guy and they don't." His eyes sparkle and his lips curve into a smile.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." He brings his lips to mine, hands golfing my cheeks.

We hear whispers and people pointing at us.

"Do any of you have anything better to do than stare at us?" I snap.

I tug at Harry's hand, signaling him to follow me to our class.

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"How's the happy couple?" Eleanor asks, smiling at us.

"We're not a couple." I abswe nervously.

"Not yet," I hear her mumble under her breath.

"Anyway, Perrie have you met anyone yet?" I ask, trying to get the attention away from me.

"Well," she blushes. "There's this guy in my set class named Zayn, he asked me out this Friday." She adds, giggling softly.

"Come to my house!" Eleanor demands.

"What?" Perrie looks at her weirdly.

"I'm doing your makeup and hair! I called it!" She says in my face.

"Watch out, Perrie. When she did mine, it was a tragedy. She's so mean when she's doing it!" I roll my eyes.

"Am not! You just didn't cooperate with what I told you to do." She scoffs.

"Okay." I say sarcastically.

"I don't know.. I might do it myself-"

"No, you're not. Absolutely not." She shakes her head, cutting Perrie off loudly.

"Shit, fine." She hold her hands up in defense.

"So, Harry," Eleanor leans towards Harry.

"When is the next date?" She adds ever so subtle.

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!! All I'm doing right now is reading After We Fell. Haha