“Yo, Joanne, come on.” I groan as she trudges behind me. “Hold your horses,” she mutters, catching up with me. “Why do you insist we go out for runs when you always hang back?” I raise an eyebrow at her and she laughs and shrugs. “How about we go to IHOP?” She asks and I grin, nodding. “I could really use some pancakes.” I chuckle, and as if on que my stomach rumbles, causing the both of us to laugh. “Race you there.” I challenge her, “You're on!” she yells and the both of us race towards IHOP. “Niamh, watch out!” Joanne yells, stopping. “What?” I ask, only to end up on the ground. “Ouch!” I yell, rubbing my now sore arse. “Should watch where you're going then,” a deep voice mutters and I look up, only to roll my eyes. “Shut up, Harry.” I bring myself back up from the ground, brushing my hands over myself to rub off any dirt. “Hey, you're the one who banged into me.” he smirks, sending me a wink. “C'mon, man, we're gonna be late.” a slightly high pitched voice whines, and only now do I realise that he's with Louis. I roll my eyes again and walk to Joanne. “How about we just walk to IHOP?” I ask, my ass being to sore to run. She chuckles and nods, “Sure.”
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“Party tonight!” Joanne yells, jumping on my bed. I look up at her and chuckle at her enthusiasm. “Where is it?” I ask, closing my laptop. “Frat house.” she smiles, taking a seat on the bed now. I pick up my phone and look at the time: 4:46pm. “I have to go to Mr. Williams now, Jo, but I'll be back in a little bit.” I tell her, grabbing my backpack. “Why?” she raises her eyebrow. “Cause, I have to turn in my English essay.” I groan, “And he said he'd be in the lecture theatre after college hours.” I explain, now at the door of the dorm room we share. I wave at her and walk around campus until I reach the lecture theatre. I knock on the door, before cracking it open a little. "Mr. Williams?" I look around the room, seeing that he's written something on the board. Niamh, Harry something's come up and I had to run out, I'll be back soon, you can just wait in the hall, I shouldn't be too long. -Mr. Williams

I sigh and take a seat. I didn't know there was anyone else that had to turn in their English project. I shrug and look around the room, letting out a big sigh. Mr. Williams was always late. I roll my eyes at the thought of being stuck here, waiting. A little time passes before someone opens the door, and I look up, hoping for it to be Mr. Williams, but groan when I see it's only Harry. "Nice to see you too." he chuckles. "Where's Mr, Williams?" he asks, looking around. I motion to the board and he looks at it, his eyes scanning over the writing. He takes a seat next to me, "Looks like we're stuck here till he comes back." he comments. I nod, "Yeah." I take out my phone and type a message to Joanne, telling here that I might be a little bit long. "You know, I'm having trouble picturing you." Harry tells me, his eyes scanning over my body, checking me out. I feel slightly self concious and he licks his lips. "We've been going to school with each other for the past ten years." I roll my eyes and he chuckles, "Mm... you'd think I would've remembered you." he mumbles, mostly to himself. I roll my eyes again and stand up, walking to Mr. William's desk.

"Where are you going?" He asks, standing up now too. I shrug, "Nowhere." I prop myself up on the desk, my legs swinging. Harry takes a few long strides towards me so he's standing in between my legs. "Hmm... how about we have a little bit of harmless fun before Mr. Williams gets back?" he suggests, smirking at me. "No way, Styles." I laugh. "Awh, come on, babe... be worth it." he winks, his cocky attitude both a turn on and a turn off at the same time. "Just a little kiss, c'mon, don't be frigid." he smirks, getting my blood boiling. "Oh believe me, you're the last person I'd want to kiss." I wave him off. "Don't lie, babe. You know I'm the first." he leans forwards, his breath on my mouth. "Just. One. Kiss." he mumbles, his lips brushing on top of mine as he speaks. "One." I whisper and lean in, his lips barely touching mine when Mr. Williams comes in out of breath, breaking us apart quickly. "Sorry I'm so late, kids." he apologises, walking towards us.

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"You almost kissed?!" Joanne exclaims as she pauses from picking out her party dress. "Yeah, yeah." I chuckle, pulling out my own dress. "Luckyyy." she whines, pulling out her own, throwing it onto her bed. "Why?" I laugh. "Cause, he's hot. You don't see no hot guys trynna kiss me." she pouts. "Oh please," I roll my eyes at her playfully, "tonight you're gonna get loads of tongue action." I wink at her and she laughs, blushing. I do a little dance move, showing her how tonight is gonna be. I stick out my tongue in a making out way, and thrust my hips, then dance again, laughing. The both of us change into our outfits and finish our make up and hair, giving each other the once over before linking arms and walking out of our dorms towards the frat house.

Niamh's Outfit: polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=92461892
Joanne's Outfit: polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=92462661

Notes

New story, hope y'all enjoy it! :* x