HARRY'S P.O.V.

"Alright, welcome to homeroom. I'm Mrs. Keller and this is my first year at Cheshire Academy. We'll be in here every Monday morning at 7:30. Now, I'm going to take role and pass out schedules."

I love the first day of school. It's always refreshing to have a fresh start. I'm almost sad that this will be my last first day, of college at least. I plan on going to Uni, but I know that's going to be different. That's out of my comfort zone and I'll probably just be terrified.

"Horan, Niall."

"Present."

Niall finall sits up from his almost-nap on his desk as the teacher calls his name. He stretches his arms out and yawns loudly. Liam
swats the back of his head from behind and I chuckle as Niall gasps in shock.

"Something wrong, boys?"

Liam's eyes go wide and he sits back quietly shaking his head.

"Good."

She clears her throat and looks back at her list.

"Landon-Tomlinson, Emma."

We all follow the small voice that proceeds. It isn't familiar, so she must be a freshman.

"Uh. Here."

Niall reaches his arm over to me and taps my arm excitedly.

"Dude. She's cute! You should ask her to the autumn party."

I roll my eyes and scoff. She is pretty, but I've already told them I'm not going. Everyone has a date and there is no one in this school I want to be in a relationship. Our school is very small, so I've tried dating almost every girl on campus. Sure, I have a few that hate me now, but most of them are still my friends, including Niall's girlfriend, Abby.

"I told you. I'm just not gonna go."

Liam leans forward and whispers, fearing another run-in with our homeroom teacher.

"Harry, you have to go! It's your last year, so it's your last autumn party."

They aren't even very fun. I've already been to three.

"I don't want to. I don't even know the girl; why would I ask her to the party?"

Niall rolls his eyes and Liam seems to agree that I've made a point and we all turn out focus back to the front of the class.

"Payne, Liam."

"Here!"

He raises his hand and Mrs. Keller nods and checks his name off.

"Lastly. Styles, Harry."

"Present."

"Alright, now if you could all stay where you are and I'll try to remember your names as I pass out schedules."

I like Mrs. Keller so far. She seems a bit uncomfortable in a new place, but she's adjusting well, already pinpointing her troublemaker: Niall.

"Are we riding back with you after school, Harry?"

I can't help but to laugh at the worry on Liam's face.

"Of course; I brought you here. Now, chill out."

We wait for our schedules and once we all have them, the three of us huddle together to compare classes.

"Okay, all of us have music with Malik, just like always. Harry, you and I have Calculus together. Liam and Harry, you guys have Biology and Chemistry. Then, Liam and I have Literature. Not bad."

It really isn't. This is the most classes we've ever had together. I only have history and Phys Ed on my own. I shouldn't even be taking P.E. as a senior, but I practically refused to do anything the first two times. This time, I have no choice. P.E. would be and idiotic reason to not graduate.

The bell rings loudly and we all stand up quickly, wanting to meet up in the hallway to talk at a normal noise level.

"Have a great first day everyone. See you next week."

We wave curtly as we exit the room, congregating in small groups by the lockers.

"Alright, Harry. We'll see you in music in like fifteen. We're gonna find Abby and Ellery to see if we have any classes with them!"

I nod and turn to find my locker as they move quickly down the hall. This is probably going to be a very lonely year.

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"Okay, class. Welcome to your fourth year in music with me. Congrats; you've survived."

We all chuckle sarcastically. Mr. Malik is the easiest teacher in the entire school. His class is always my favorite.

"Now, the rest of the week, you'll be coming straight here because this is technically first period. On homeroom days, we will be having
lunch right after this class. So let's get on with it so that it can be lunch time, alright?"

A few girls giggle from the other side of the room, whispering to each other and obviously pining after our teacher. He's pretty young; late twenties I would assume and definitely attractive. You know, if you're a girl.

"We're not going to really do anything today. I'll check role while you guys find something to do."

He turns around and the class scurries excitedly, a lot of people catching up after the summer. Niall, Liam and I walk over to the piano and I take a seat at the bench. Niall pulls an acoustic guitar from the cupboard and Liam joins me, sitting at the edge of the piano bench. We start to fool around and I tap a few keys in a random order, even though my fingers seem to find some sort of melody while Niall strums carelessly.

"So, what do you guys want to do later?"

Liam would normally be warming up his vocal chords to sing, but we have no reason to be productive and Mr. Malik could care less.
We're actually doing more than most of our classmates.

"We can go to mine. Mum and Gemma will be gone. We could play some Xbox."

They both nod in agreement.

"Can the girls come?"

I almost roll my eyes, but I know better. If I complain about them wanting to spend time with their girfriends, they'll just keep pushing to
get one of my own.

"Of course. They can ride with us if they need to."

Liam smiles and turns toward me more.

"Actually, Ellery got this cool new ride. It's sick, Hazz: 1969 sky blue Mustang."

"Damn, maybe we should ride with her!"

Niall leans over and chuckles as my face drops into a hurt frown.

"Kidding, Harry. They won't let us play any music we like. Their too busy listening to that stupid boyband. You know..."

Niall's voice fades away in my mind as the door opens and a bit of light shines through. No one else seems to notice, or if they do, they don't care, but the moment I see him, my other senses cut out completely. Nothing seems to matter besides the man standing in the doorway. He appears to look right over me, even though I know there's only a wall behind me. He puts his keys in his pocket and pushes his aviator sunglasses onto the top of his head. He's just... gorgeous. There is simply no other way to put it and for once in my life, I'm not trying to convince myself that I'm not attracted to a man. There's no denying that he's the sexiest person I've ever laid eyes on in his fitted suit, loosened tie and partially unbuttoned dress shirt. I can't decide whether he's clean cut or slightly disheveled, his hair a bit untamed in a purposeful way and his thick scruff. He walks over to Mr. Malik's desk and I wish for nothing more than to hear him speak. I see his lips move and it's just painful to wonder how he sounds.

"Harry! Are you even listening?"

Niall snaps his fingers in front of my face.

"Oh, uh, sorry. Yeah, I'm listening."

"Liar. You've stopped playing piano and just been staring off into space. Are you alright?"

I want to tell Liam I'm just a bit distracted. I don't understand how they couldn't be in awe at the man who just walked in. Have they even
looked at him?

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit tired still; I'm not used to being here again."

I ignore them again as Liam starts to talk about his date with Ellery the night before. The man leans his perfect bum against Mr. Malik's desk and his hands are pressed against the flat surface. His shirt is pulled up a little and I see the edge of a tattoo. Even with the hair, scruff, and tattoos, I still see such a clean-cut quality in him. He's just flawless. He must be one of Mr. Malik's friends, probably the same age, but something about him seems younger and carefree. Without warning, he pats my teacher on the shoulder and turns to walk out of the room. I stop playing the keys on the piano again and stand abruptly.

"Dude, what's wrong?"

"Uh, nothing. I just need to go to the loo."

NIall steps out of the way and begins strumming his guitar again as I stand up and approach Mr. Malik's desk once the door has shut behind the mysterious man.

"Can I have a bathroom pass?"

"Go ahead, Harry. You don't need one."

I nod and hurry out of the room, hoping he hasn't turned a corner and sent me on a wild goose chase. I look down the hall to the left and see his ankle as he turns the corner. I force myself to walk slowly, knowing that I can't risk being seen. I turn the corner as he turns another and I follow at a slow pace, trying to contain myself as he finds his keys and replaces his sunglasses on his face before opening one last door toward the parking lot. He can't leave! I need to know who he is; something about him! I need one more glimpse.
I make my way to the door he exited and try my best to look natural as I step outside and stand on the sidewalk, looking out at the sea of cars. I hear the beep of one unlocking and watch the beautiful man make his way to a shiny silver Mercedes. It's only one row over and I try to look away. If he sees me, he'll know I'm watching him, but how could I not? He's breathtaking.

I slip my hands into my pockets and stare shamelessly ahead. The second he notices me, his lips form into a crooked grin and he pulls his glasses off again. I feel a little less creepy as he makes eye contact and smiles a little wider. I grin nervously back and stay exactly where I am, gazing into what seem to be blue eyes. They're icy almost and I want so badly to get a closer look. I almost convince myself to walk toward him, but he clears his throat and climbs into his small, sporty car without a word. Within a few moments, he was gone and completely out of sight. I just hope its not forever.

I finally found someone I'd like to ask to a party. Too bad he's a grown man. Either way, I have to find him again.

Notes

Hey!!!
I hope you liked the first chapter!!! The next one will be this day from Louis' POV. I will be posting as soon as possible :*

Please let me know what you think!! <3
xx I'll be posting more extensive Author's Notes when I feel necessary, but I am so exhausted right now and there isn't that much to talk about quite yet, but you can ask me questions if you'd like. :)