Still the One

Harry's POV;

I instantly felt out of place; everyone in here seemed so different from everyone else in the year that I'm usually with. Nobody seemed to care that I had just walked through the door. Usually I'd have Kyle, James, and Becky all calling my name, but here nobody was bothered by my entrance, they didn't seem to care. It was a weird feeling, I felt unpopular here, out of place, but what more can I do? I guess I'll just have to man up. As I introduced myself to the Art teacher, Mr. Lite he told me to sit next to Charlotte... And I wasn't exactly looking forward to it, considering the conversation we'd just had in History.

We spoke a little about me joining art, but nothing much. Luckily, she didn't bring up history, just yet anyway.

I sat and stared at my art book for what seemed like forever, but I still had no thoughts coming to my mind on what to draw, I had no inspirations to help get me started. Charlotte was just sat there painting elegantly ,she was really concentrating on her piece, and she was actually making progress with her work. Unlike me... We spoke a little but not much. Soon she went off and started talking to her friend. I didn't really speak to anyone to be honest. I didn't really fit in with anyone up here. Everyone up here was in their own gangs. My gang, well was in a totally different building! I guess taking Art wasn't the best idea. I felt so awkward here, so out of place compared to everyone else. I began to sketch on my page, I thought I'd attempt to draw an eye-they can't be that hard to draw, can they? Obviously, I'd thought wrong. They are so hard to draw! I sat sketching when the class went silent, probably all concentrating hard on their work. But I could hear Sophie and Charlotte talking, I sat sketching but listening at the same time, I could hear everything they were saying really, they weren't exactly talking quietly for two nerds. Until I heard her say something a bit kind of, well, harsh I guess.

"Wish I could but I can't; me and Harry have to do a history project together. Not good at all. I know I'll end up doing all the work whilst he's texting the populars probably arranging a party or something stupid like that. He's not got time to be hanging around with an unsociable nerd, has he? Mr. Popular has to be with the 'Popular gang!" She said loudly, practically shouting. I don't know if she meant to say that as loud as she did, but sure enough the whole class heard, great. I could see the class turning their heads, some looking at me, some looking at Charlotte. I didn't know what to do, if my gang was with me we probably would've scared them all off, but they weren't with me here. I had to fend for myself. I decided to just continue sketching, I didn't know whether to look up at her or anything. I was kinda offended by what she'd said really - is that what everyone in here thought of me as? Mr. Popular, nothing more than that. I felt kind of hurt by her remark really, but then again I guess I kinda deserved it, I wasn't exactly nice to her earlier on. I didn't know what to do! Should I go talk to her? And we were supposed to be meeting up to start our history project later. Just great. I decided to continue painting when she came over.

"Hey Harry" She said softly. I guess she must know that I heard, but then again she is just a nerd, nothing to me I guess.

"Hi" I replied stubbornly. I wasn't exactly in the mood to talk to anyone.

"Guess you heard what I said" She stated as she pulled her chair out, and sat down back into her original seat. I could tell she felt bad through her tone of voice, it sounded more soft than before. Obviously, the guilt had struck.

"Yep." I replied sternly. I didn't want to look her in the eye, it would just make me feel bad for calling her a nerd and telling her not to talk to me. Wait a minute - what was I saying? I'm Harry Styles, the most popular boy in the school, I wasn't going to be made feel bad by a unsociable nerd.

"I'm sorry," She replied putting down her paintbrush. I could tell she was looking at me. I could tell she was waiting for me to lift up my head so she could look me in the eye. "I guess I'm just worried about not getting this project done, I mean it's gonna take a lot of work, and I don't want to have to do all of it by myself." She continued. I lifted up my head to see her looking at me. I could see all the emotion in her eye, it was obvious that she didn't feel too great about what she'd just said.

"I will help, just let me carry on drawing." I told her as I turned my head back to my art work that wasn't going too well. I could see she was trying to apologise, but to be fair I wasn't really too interested. I mean, after all, she's just an unsociable nerd. I didn't feel particularly great about what I'd just said though. I mean, she was trying to apologise, and I basically just rejected it.

*DING DING*

End of lesson. I packed up my equipment, packed my bag and was about to leave the classroom when I felt Charlotte grab my arm.

"Don't forget about tonight." She said looking me into my eyes. Wow. I never realised that she had such beautiful eyes. Such a rich brown, they matched her hair perfectly. What was I saying, I had my gang to go see. I shouldn't be stood here, admiring a nerds eyes.

"Fine, see you then." I said walking out of the classroom. To be fair, I was felt kinda nervous about tonight, and I was kinda excited to see her again. What am I saying? I've got better things to do that sit working on projects with nerds...

Notes

Chapter four :) So he did hear her. Will this change him? Or will he carry on being a jerk?