The Devil In Disguise (Marcel/Harry Fanfic)

The next day I was standing inside my school or college. Whatever you want to call it. It was so strange being back here.

I slowly walked down the corridor. Other students hurried past me, just giving me a few glances but that was it.
I hoped I had made myself as unnoticeable as possible.
But unfortunately...
"Sarah! Hey, Sarah!"
I turned around, my smile slightly forced but not as false as it should have been.
A boy with puppy brown eyes, Liam with two other boys, Niall and Zayn who looked less than happy to see me for some sort of reason but Liam that had waved me over seemed completely oblivious to his two friends discomfort as I walked over.
Strange, they were perfectly friendly towards me before I left school.
They were all around the same age as me, maybe a bit older.
Liam that had waved me over who was currently smiling at me happily as he said "Hey Sarah, how have you been? I haven't seen you, in like, forever"
I gave him a short smile "Forever is a long time"
Liam nodded "Yeah, but I feel like I've been abandoned, first you disappear then I don't see these two and Louis for almost two weeks"
It was said in a jokey way but I could feel a strained tone in his voice.
Zayn explained to me sharply "We'd all gone down with some sort of flue, that's all"
Liam pouted with mock hurt "Why couldn't I have gone down with this flue at the same time as you all then?"
Niall shut his locker a little to hard making Liam and me jump slightly as he grumbled "Trust me you wouldn't want it"
I looked at both of them and said concerned "When did you have the flue? You both still look a little pale"
Zayn tensed then said curtly "We're both fine, its not like you'd care anyway"
Nialls head shot up to look at Zayn as my eyes narrowed and I asked shortly "Whats that supposed to mean?"
Zayn glanced at Niall who shook his head slightly and Zayn grunted "Its nothing, I guess I'm still quite crabby from being ill"
He then shut his locker with a little to much force that made me wince. What is it with guys and closing lockers? Do they all just love to make a racket?

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