It had been almost three months since Zayn and I had started dating. Well, I suppose 'dating' isn't the right word. I mean, he hasn't actually taken me out on a real date or asked me to be his girlfriend. We usually just hung out at school and sometimes he gave me a ride to or from school. I wondered if he would ever take me out.
"Ms. Andrew?" Ms. Wells snapped her fingers in my face and I turned to glare at her. "Are you listening?" She had this nasally voice that made me want to swallow a box of nails. It was just so irritating.
Luckily the bell rang right at that moment, preventing me from answering the question.
"Remember class, the essay counts for 35% of your over all mark," the teacher said. "You may work with a partner, but each of you much have your own copy of the essay in your words to submit." With that she dismissed us.
I pulled out my phone as I exited the class and headed to my locker. Zayn wasn't here today and he wasn't answering my texts. I thought about calling him but I felt like I would sound desperate so I decided against it.
A sudden tap on my shoulder made me jump. I whirled around to face the tapper.
"Uh... Hey," Harry gave me a small smile. I still wasn't used to Zayn's friends. I didn't really know them that well.
"Hey, Harry." I returned the smile, unsure of what to do. Why was he here?
"Um... So I was wondering if you wanna be partners for the project?" he shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck. "I mean it's okay if you don't want to..."
I wanted to work alone but I felt guilty rejecting him. Harry's grades were horrible and I knew if he messed this up, he would have to repeat this year again.
"Sure... Um, just give me your number and I'll text you and then we can discuss the details," I told him and his face lit up. He quickly gave me his number.
"Thanks, Rylee," he grinned. Just as I thought he was going to walk away, he turned swiftly and gave me a one armed hug, taking me by surprise.
He pulled away just as quick, his cheeks stained pink.
"Wait! Harry!" I called after him. "Do you know where Zayn is?"
Harry's whole demeanour changed with my question. His body went rigid and stiff and his eyes became cold and cruel. I instantly shrank back, suddenly very afraid of him.
"If it was any of your business then you would've known," he snapped and walked away, leaving me scared, hurt and angry.

Notes

Heey guys..
So this is a quick update. Sorry, it's short but I'm not at home so I don't have time for a long one and it sucks >.<. Also, I've got writers block D:
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