My Angel From Above {Harry Styles}
Chapter 3
Kaila's POV
'Friend?' Harry asked? I looked at him, then Dylan, then we started laughing again. 'well not exactly....see, he's also my ex....' Harry let out a breath that none of us knew he was holding. 'really? what happened? between you two that is...' i giggled. 'well it's a pretty long story...' Dylan started, but i cut him off. 'i'll tell it then....it's not really as long as you make it out to be DilBear...' i heard Harry snicker at me calling Dylan by his nickname.
'okay so, me and Dylan have been best friends since elementary school, by the time we got to middle school, we had secretly grown feelings for each other, we confessed them to each other halfway through 6th grade, and then started dating up until the end of 8th grade, where he cheated on me 'by accident'. we agreed to go our separate ways a week later.' Harry somehow went from interested to pissed, then confused all in one moment. 'and you're still friends with him?' he asked, completely confused. Dylan seemed offended. 'i called her halfway through the summer that year, i poured my heart out to her, and i completely understood when she said she moved on....but i begged her to just accept me as her friend, like maybe start over again and....with her being the sweet kindhearted girl she is, she said yes. then i moved to london before our freshmen year in high-school began...but we still talked and stuff...' he started to blush so i punched his arm.
Harry nodded, apparently lost in thought. so i cleared my throat. 'we should probably bet started...' i said quietly. Dylan nodded. 'you can, i gatta pee...' he said making a face and raising his hand. i just rolled my eyes and turned to Harry, who seemed more lost than in thought. 'what?' he asked as soon as Dylan left. 'well how do you want to start it off?' i asked, annoyed that i had to guide him into a conversation. he just shrugged. 'i don't know...usually girls would do all the work for me. thinking i'd date them or something....' he said hanging his head. wait, so he's a player?....not cool. He seemed to have read my thoughts. 'Not. like. a player. no. they just....take it all and i never know what to do, they even sorta force me to present it and take credit....' looking at Harry, i could tell he was an honest man....an honest man who gets judged by his looks, now i felt bad for assuming he's a prick.....'well here, let's start with the plant cell....' i said giving him a smile, finally he smiled back....and this time, it wasn't an awkward smile.....
After biology i had band/music next and so did Harry, he played the saxophone, i decided to show him what i play when we get to class. He walked me to my locker, and that's when i saw Louis, Niall, and two other boys walk over to me and Harry.
'Hey Haz! ya ready for band?' Louis said as he hugged Harry. 'yeah...Kristian has that class too.' He said with a smile on his face. Niall smiled in my direction. 'so that's your name eh? it's pretty....suits you very well.' he said, suddenly seeming nervous. 'well actually it's Kaila, but i go by Kristian.' i said blushing. 'well i'm gonna call you Krissy.' Niall said chuckling. 'and i dub thee Kriss!' Louis said tapping my shoulders with a ruler like a king would his knight with a sword. i laughed.
'oh Kristian, this is liam....' Harry said, pointing to a smiling brunette, he seemed like he could be a missing link in my family tree...my mom did say i had unknown family members....i smiled and hugged him, and he hugged me back. 'pleasure to meet you Kristian...well i hope you don't mind me calling you Kaila, it just seems easier....' he said. i shook my head. 'no i don't mind. and you,' i said pointing to the really cute bad boy looking black haired tan boy. 'can call me Chanel...or nelly, or nel, or nel-nel' i said giggling. 'that way, i have a special name for everyone to call me by, Chanel's my first middle name.' the boy smiled and hugged me. 'well you can call me Zayn...or DJ Malik, your choice.' he sounded like a sweetheart.
Harry seemed annoyed. 'okay, lou, ni, Kristian, can we go?' i looked at them confused. 'you have it too, niall?' he just nodded. 'i play guitar and lou plays the clarinet.' Harry spoke up. 'okaaayy! let's gooo!' i giggled. He looks so cute when he whines. but i have to keep this in mind:
i have a boyfriend...
'Friend?' Harry asked? I looked at him, then Dylan, then we started laughing again. 'well not exactly....see, he's also my ex....' Harry let out a breath that none of us knew he was holding. 'really? what happened? between you two that is...' i giggled. 'well it's a pretty long story...' Dylan started, but i cut him off. 'i'll tell it then....it's not really as long as you make it out to be DilBear...' i heard Harry snicker at me calling Dylan by his nickname.
'okay so, me and Dylan have been best friends since elementary school, by the time we got to middle school, we had secretly grown feelings for each other, we confessed them to each other halfway through 6th grade, and then started dating up until the end of 8th grade, where he cheated on me 'by accident'. we agreed to go our separate ways a week later.' Harry somehow went from interested to pissed, then confused all in one moment. 'and you're still friends with him?' he asked, completely confused. Dylan seemed offended. 'i called her halfway through the summer that year, i poured my heart out to her, and i completely understood when she said she moved on....but i begged her to just accept me as her friend, like maybe start over again and....with her being the sweet kindhearted girl she is, she said yes. then i moved to london before our freshmen year in high-school began...but we still talked and stuff...' he started to blush so i punched his arm.
Harry nodded, apparently lost in thought. so i cleared my throat. 'we should probably bet started...' i said quietly. Dylan nodded. 'you can, i gatta pee...' he said making a face and raising his hand. i just rolled my eyes and turned to Harry, who seemed more lost than in thought. 'what?' he asked as soon as Dylan left. 'well how do you want to start it off?' i asked, annoyed that i had to guide him into a conversation. he just shrugged. 'i don't know...usually girls would do all the work for me. thinking i'd date them or something....' he said hanging his head. wait, so he's a player?....not cool. He seemed to have read my thoughts. 'Not. like. a player. no. they just....take it all and i never know what to do, they even sorta force me to present it and take credit....' looking at Harry, i could tell he was an honest man....an honest man who gets judged by his looks, now i felt bad for assuming he's a prick.....'well here, let's start with the plant cell....' i said giving him a smile, finally he smiled back....and this time, it wasn't an awkward smile.....
After biology i had band/music next and so did Harry, he played the saxophone, i decided to show him what i play when we get to class. He walked me to my locker, and that's when i saw Louis, Niall, and two other boys walk over to me and Harry.
'Hey Haz! ya ready for band?' Louis said as he hugged Harry. 'yeah...Kristian has that class too.' He said with a smile on his face. Niall smiled in my direction. 'so that's your name eh? it's pretty....suits you very well.' he said, suddenly seeming nervous. 'well actually it's Kaila, but i go by Kristian.' i said blushing. 'well i'm gonna call you Krissy.' Niall said chuckling. 'and i dub thee Kriss!' Louis said tapping my shoulders with a ruler like a king would his knight with a sword. i laughed.
'oh Kristian, this is liam....' Harry said, pointing to a smiling brunette, he seemed like he could be a missing link in my family tree...my mom did say i had unknown family members....i smiled and hugged him, and he hugged me back. 'pleasure to meet you Kristian...well i hope you don't mind me calling you Kaila, it just seems easier....' he said. i shook my head. 'no i don't mind. and you,' i said pointing to the really cute bad boy looking black haired tan boy. 'can call me Chanel...or nelly, or nel, or nel-nel' i said giggling. 'that way, i have a special name for everyone to call me by, Chanel's my first middle name.' the boy smiled and hugged me. 'well you can call me Zayn...or DJ Malik, your choice.' he sounded like a sweetheart.
Harry seemed annoyed. 'okay, lou, ni, Kristian, can we go?' i looked at them confused. 'you have it too, niall?' he just nodded. 'i play guitar and lou plays the clarinet.' Harry spoke up. 'okaaayy! let's gooo!' i giggled. He looks so cute when he whines. but i have to keep this in mind:
i have a boyfriend...
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3/13/15