You Can't Resist Me For Long...

~Marciline~

"Oh oh
Ooh ooh ooh
I loved you, I loved you
With all thats in my power
I was used and abused
Til I was sweet 'n sour!"

Groaning, my hand slammed down on the 'Off' button for the song to stop. I love Cher and all but I could barely get any sleep last night. At least its Friday.

I shuffled out of bed, almost tripping in the process and quickly hoped into the shower. After thoroughly drying my hair and getting all the knots out, I put on some faded flare jeans. Feeling awkward, I put on the bra that Zayn was messing with and an Ed Sheeran T-shirt. It took awhile but after digging through my closet, I found my Sperry's.

"Marciline!!! You have a visitor!!" My mum screamed from below. I grabbed my bookbag and slid down the rail that leads downstairs. I grabbed the cereal bar that was waiting for me at the table and bidded 'bye' to my parents.

"Sweetheart." I froze as the voice greeted me. I turned around from the door to see him and his green eyed mate. Harrys laughed and began walking to a nice hummer.

"What're you doing here?" I questioned with obvious irritation. I thought when my mum said 'visitor' she meant Racheal or Liam. Not this moron.

"Well good morning to you too. Im driving you to school." He said. I sighed and walked towards the hummer. I sat in the middle of the back while Zayn was in passenger.

"So Marciline... you think Zayns good in the sack?" I began to choke on the bar from the absurd question. He asked it so casually too. The two 'kings' began to laugh until they realized I was still choking. "Oh shit..." Harry muttered, starring at me from the rear view mirror. Zayn turned around in his chair and somehow pulled me in his lap.

Usually when I began to choke, Racheal would obnoxiously hit my back. Liam was pretty much having a heart attack asking if he should call the hospital. So i was a little shocked when Zayns hand rubbed my back soothingly. It worked at least. I calmed down and leaned back exhausted.

"Ya know how hard it was trying not to make a perverted comment..." Harry stated. Zayn laughed a little but kept rubbing my back. "By the way, Im Harry Styles. Yes, the Harry Edward Styles. If you're wondering, I am single." Harry joked. I laughed a little as he winked. Zayn growled and put a little more distance between the cheeky lad and me. "We're here!!" I glanced out the window to see a bunch of kids starring. Realizing I was still in Zayns lap, I clumsily got out of the car grabbing my book bag.

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"I'm serious!! My cat, Dusty, was twerking!" Harry repeated for the third time this hour. Usually I didnt care for second hour cause I shared it by myself with a 'king' but Harry wasnt too bad.

"Cats don't twerk!!" I retorted trying not to laugh. Harry pouted and crossed his arms.

"Yes they do."

"Nuh-uh"

"Yeah-huh!"

"Nope. They're not in Mileys blood line."

"So! Im not in her blood line and I can twerk!!"

"Really?" I questioned. He nodded his head with a goofy smile. "Then do it when the teacher turns her back." Have I mentioned that I really didn't like Math? She was going on about variables confusing me so much.

"Challenge Accepted." He said dramaticaly. I laughed and put my head on my folded arms. Mrs. Erin turned to the white board writting things down. Harry sprung up, face her back and began to twerk. A few girls giggled while guys silently 'Whoo-ed' at him. Then he spu around looking me in the eye, biting his lip. His hands seductively went up and down his body as he swayed his hips. I bursted out laughing causing Mrs. Erin to turn around.

"Mr. Styles! What in heavens name are you doing!?!" She asked incredulously. Harry put his hands up in mock surrender and faced her.

"You caught me Erin. See what I was doing was the impression of Channing Tatum off of Magic Mike. His moves were pretty sexy don't you think?" The class roared with laughter as Mrs. Erin stood there shocked.

"D-detention for you Mr. S-"

"D-Detention for you Mrs. Erin. Talking to me, Harold Edward Styles; brother of Gemma Styles; son of Anne. I have plans tonight with my mum and you wanna give me detention? C'monnnn" he mocked. She stood there dumfounded as the bell rang. The class rushed out laughing or congratulating Harry. Harry strolled out holding my wrist. Zayn was leaning against the lockers across us. His eyes starred at his friends hands wrapped around my wrist. His eyes darkened, the smirk forming a frown.

"Peace!" I yelled running down the hall.

"Marciline!!!!" I shivered at his voice but kept going. I was about to laugh at him but I bumped into someone.

"Marciline! C'mon!!" Racheal rushed. Her eyes looked behind me and saw Zayn so she impatiently grabbed my hand and ran to our third hour. Liam looked at us weird but shrugged it off. Thank goodness Zayn didnt get me...

Notes

Sorry for the mistakes from the last one and if their are any in this one. Just wanted to let Harry be known xD
Answer this pwease : do you like Harry in this?
If you answer... I shall place you in the lunch scene in the next chapter.... i will message the lucky people sooooo comment :D