Harry’s POV:

I lay in bed with a smile on my face. It sucked being the most popular guy in school and have to be very specific on whom you dated or everyone would freak out on me.

Isabel and I actually attended middle school together, I was apparently starting off as the popular guy in school and she was the quiet girl in class. For some reason, no one could attract me to them as much as she did then. In all honesty, I have liked her since middle school; the guys would laugh and make fun of her at first, so I never made a move. Then the guys really started talking about her this year, so I had to make a move before anyone else took her.

I was so nervous when I asked her, I thought she would be more into Niall, but she stood there, so beautiful, with a smile on her face and said yes. I couldn’t hold my happiness in; I picked her up and spun her around. Kissing her right away, I have waited for over five years to kiss this girl, and my dream has finally come true. I have finally got my dream girlfriend.

I turned over in my bed, touching my lips softly, remembering what it felt like to kiss Isabel. The guys would kill me if they saw me acting like this, but who cares, I was actually happy.

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Marcel’s POV:

I lay in bed with a slight smile on my face. It sucked being the most unpopular guy in school and everyone tease you. Isabel was someone that was unattainable for a guy like me, way out of my league, yet she kissed me last night. I frowned remembering the feel of her lips on mine. Yes I have to admit it felt amazing to have Isabel kiss me, but it also felt like it was forced, something just didn’t quite feel right about her kiss.

I turned over in my bed wondering if she would just play it cool and go back to the way things were, before she even bothered talking to me. Then I remembered what Zayn said again, I couldn’t just give up yet, even if she was playing around with me, I had to get close, Zayn and his group could do anything, and well I did cherish my life a little too much.

I sighed, flipping back onto my back, staring at the ceiling. This was going to be hard. I don’t know how to get into the cool circle, even if I didn’t really want to be there, but I wouldn’t mind just getting close to Isabel, she was my dream girlfriend, I would love to believe that kiss was for real.

I touched my lips softly, falling asleep to the feel of her lips on mine.

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Isabel’s POV:

I lay in bed smiling at times and frowning at times. This was the happiest moment in my life, yet at the same time the worst moment of my life. I was going to have to two time Harry. I frowned again. It wasn’t really considered two timing if I never liked the guy, right?

I turned over in my bed, throwing that thought out of my head; I was just going to have to go with it. Harry would never find out, so it’ll be okay, I hope. I touched my lips smiling, remembering the feel of Harry kissing me happily, telling me he always wanted to do that. I closed my eyes, thinking of Harry, when Marcel’s face came into view. I furrowed my brows trying to bring Harry back into my mind, but I kept feeling guilty and thinking of the look Marcel gave me. It didn’t seem happy at all that I kissed him.

Annabel, you’re wrong, Marcel isn’t the easiest guy in the class, he’s the hardest.

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Zayn’s POV:

I sat on my bed laughing hysterically, “Zayn what’s so funny?” the girl from the party waltzed over naked; I couldn’t even remember her name.

I gazed at her through my fingers, an evil grin sliding across my face, “Everything’s going according to plan.”

“What?” she asked.

“Nothing for you to worry about.” I shrugged her off. I didn’t need this girl or anyone else. I had all my disposal pawns at hand, the chess pieces moving across the board as I willed them to be.

I leaned back, as the girl laid next to me, resting her head on my chest, remembering everything that happened last night.

Few hours ago:

I stood there in the dark, in Niall’s bedroom, which was right above the garage, showing a perfect view to the street and everyone pouring into his house for the party. People kept coming in and begging me to join them in the party, but I didn’t bother answering them, I was waiting for a very specific group to show. I know he would come, I made sure to have Niall ask her to come, and if she came who was with him at the time, he would agree to come along.

I smiled happily as I saw them walking together, arms linked to the house. Isabel was pointing to Niall’s house; I could feel my heart beating fast. I caught Marcel looking afraid as she dragged him to the door. I couldn’t hear anything, but I knew he would struggle. I waited, and watched, as Niall entered his room, “You still here mate?”

“Yes. They’re here.” I pointed down to the front.

“Oh so they actually came together?”

I turned, smiling, “Yes. I have a very good feeling what’s to come soon. Go tell Harry she’s here.”

Niall smiled, “Will do.”

He was about to leave when another figure came into the doorway, “Is it coming to like I said?”

“I knew you would come and check on them.” I smiled at the doorway.

“Of course I would be right; I did help you with this part of the plan.”

“Good, then hurry with the next step. Harry needs to be introduced to the picture.”

Niall hesitated for a while, “I feel bad though, can’t we tell Harry what’s going on?”

“No. he needs to be oblivious to the fact. Now go.”

“Alight.” Niall left with the other person.

I stood there watching as Marcel tried to take off, and Isabel catching him, and just as planned, she kissed him, “Gotcha now.” I smiled, as I turned away, and waltzed down to the party. Watching everything unfold, Isabel and Harry officially becoming a couple, I laughed silently to myself, this was going to be the greatest game I have ever played.

Notes

Oh boy, can't wait to show Zayn's true evil intentions and plans >:)