Back in the dorm, I went over my day.

All my classes seemed a blur, but tonight and last night were clear as day.

Liam had reluctantly left, making Steph promise not to let me out of sight.

Speaking of the devil, I looked over at her, and she was on her phone…

Surprise surprise…

I was about to say something, until her stern voice ran through my mind.

“Look Tiff. We’ve got 2 hours till curfew. If I do something with you, you have to promise to leave me be the rest of the night.”

I stopped and rolled over.

My phone was bleeping like crazy!

I grabbed it and gulped when I saw all my messages. They were all from Liam, checking up on me.

For some reason, he was getting on my nerve lately.

And, it just made me want to spend time with Zayn even more…

Liam's POV

I couldn't stop texting her. I didn't want to be a pain, but this Zayn guy had some nerve. Trying to steal my girl.

For some reason though, Tiff wasn't texting me back.

Tiffany's POV

I dolled on what to do, then huffed as I realised I should do my history homework; otherwise Mr. Grevstock would kill me… And probably call my parents.

I walked over to my desk and sat in my chair with a sulk.

“You’re doing homework?” Steph asked.

“Yeah. We have Grevstock tomorrow.”

Steph dropped her phone.

“SHIT!”

She ran over to her desk and got straight into her work.

I laughed at her and put my head into my homework.

***

I woke up, my head in my history book.

I rubbed my eyes and checked the time.

8:45am.

I jumped up and threw the nearest thing at Steph.

“Ouch!” She yelled as a metal pencil tin rolled to the floor.

“15 MINUTES TILL CLASS.” I roared.

Steph let out a scream as she ran to her cupboard and pulled out her uniform. It had been hung up on a coat-hanger, so it was straight and tidy.

I ruffled through the clothes next to my bed and picked up my crinkled uniform.

After we’d both get dressed, Steph did her own hair in a messy bun, than braided mine for me down my back.

We grabbed our school bags and ran into the hall.

Steph's POV

Tiffany and I burst into the door.

“Sorry Mr Grevstock, we thought we had English.” I lied, blushing as the whole class turned.

“Sit.” He sighed. “20 minutes late… As always.”
I searched the room for a spare spot, and, as always, Liam had reserved two for Tiffany and me.

She took a seat next to her boyfriend and smiled at him.

“Baby, you need to be on time more often.” He perked up.

“Yeah yeah.” She rolled my eyes.

I noticed, when Liam held her hand then, she made an excuse to let it go.

For the rest of the class, I just concentrated on my work.

When the bell went, I handed my homework that I’d done last night in, and left the room followed swiftly by a Liam-less Tiffany.

“Honey are you ok?” Liam asked her when he caught up to us.

“I’m fine.” She smiled at him.

“Wanna hang out tonight?” He asked.

“Can’t. I’ve got so many assignments.” she told him.

His face sunk. “Oh. Ok…”

When we reached the corner, her face relaxed.
“I go this way.” She smiled.

“I go this way.” He said back, a smile sneaking onto his face.

She kissed him slowly on the lips. It slowly turned into a make out sesh.

After the make-out sesh, we all went our separate ways.

As i walked with Tiff, she smiled. "What is up with you? Turning Liam down?" I asked her.

Her smile dropped.

"I do have assingments. Look, I gotta go. Catcha!" And with that, she ran off, leaving me alone in the corridor.

Notes

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