Lou and I had the words greatest conversation in geometry and when lunch rolled around we were that much closer. Liam met up with us at the table I’d seen them at on that first day. We ate lunch and talked and Curly never showed.

“I have to pee before class, I’ll meet you there Liam.” I hugged Louis and we said our goodbyes and I made my way to the bathroom.

I walked in to class and sat in my seat. I was playing some game on my phone and hadn’t notice Liam sitting in the back of the room with curls. I stayed in my seat not wanting to bother them; it’s not really my place.

Our teacher took role and I began working on my groups music video for class. We had decided of the song MakeDamnSure by Taking Back Sunday. I had forgotten my headphones at home; it felt like I’d left my baby at grocery store or something. I was listening to the song on low attempting to perfectly align our lip-syncing in the videos with the song. It was becoming comical, nothing aligned the right way, we were terrible at lip-syncing and it was making this project that much harder. I felt Louis’ seat move next to me but when I looked, to my surprise, it was curly.

We had never really spoken after that first day and if he had come over here to be rude I wasn’t going to take it. He looked at me for a few moments when I didn’t acknowledge him. Liam came and sat on the opposite side of curly.

“Liam does this look right,” I asked ignoring the curly haired boy between us. Liam cracked up.

“Wow, Minnie who signed you up to be the singer? That’s awful.” We both were laughing hysterically and everyone was staring. Oh well. Curly didn’t even crack a smile. I went back to work after wiping the comical tears from my eyes.

“Harry, by the way.” I looked up into the man glistening green eyes.

“I’m sorry?” I asked.

“My names Harry, I never introduced myself, and you are?” Harry said lowering his gaze to his book to doodle.

“Minnie,” I said watching his pencil. He scribbled my name making daisys above the I’s. I watched him draw the rest of the class, not even making a peep as he and Liam talked about something I couldn’t concentrate on. His drawings were beautiful and strange at the same time. He caught me staring a few times but I couldn’t peel my eyes away from him paper. He must have become self conscious because he lifted my chin with his hands, stared into my eyes, searching. Liam didn’t even notice, he’s always been in his own world. Harry held me there for what felt like forever, searching my eyes making my heart flutter about in my chest, I couldn’t breathe. He broke eye contact as the bell rang, got up and left without a word.