Down The Hall.

I grabbed the book If I Stay, as I walked out to English class. Somewhat dreading to go to class, because I'm tired and I stayed up with Stephanie. But thank God Eleanor is in that class and I have somebody to talk to. She's a good friend. I walked in and saw Eleanor. She gave a smile and motioned me to sit next to her. Looking around the class, I see Harry with Zayn. They're laughing, then Harry makes eye contact with me. His smile grows wider. I smile back, and sit next to Eleanor. I open my book, and start reading.

"Is this seat taken?"

I hear a unfamiliar voice. I look up and see a boy. He has brown hair, and green eyes. Kinda like Harry, but Harry was far more attractive than him. I'm somewhat speechless. Not because, he's cute and talking to me. But because, there's literally like 6 empty seats, and he chose to sit right in front of me.

"Sorry, lad this is my seat." Harry smiles at the boy. The boy looks confused.

"Uh right, sorry." The boy says then sits a couple seats next to Zayn.

I smirked at Harry knowing he had lied.

"This isn't your seat, Harry." I laughed.

"Shh, he doesn't know that." He smirked.

I smiled, and continued reading. But for some reason, I'm starting to really like Harry. We've been best friends recently. Like we would go out, as friends. I kinda want him to ask me out. Ever since I told Stephanie what happened-a couple months ago.- , I've seemed more; what she says 'chill.' I kinda like it, but it's weird. I don't really over-think much, but at the same time it's making me think about my whole life.

It's November, which means it's Thanksgiving. I'm not going to my house this week. Only for Christmas, and that's if my parents want me to go. They've recently not been returning my phone calls. Makes me sad, but it's whatever. I put my book up, because I cannot concentrate. Harry chuckles and turns to me.

"Do-do you want to have Thanksgiving dinner a-at Rio's?" He seem a little nervous. But why? Not too sure.

"Of course, Harry!" I smiled pinching his cheek.

"But like a date.." His words trailed off. Wait what? Harry wanting to go on a date with me?! I'm speechless.

"Oh man.. I'm so stupid. You wouldn't want to go on a date with me.. I feel so stupid, I'm sorry Brayella, but I just can't get you out of my mind." He says. I guess I looked a little shocked.

"Harry, I would love to go on a date with you." I smile

"Really?" He asks.

"Of course." I smile, then kiss his cheek.

Notes

I'm sorry it's short. I hope you liked it though!

By the way, Harry isn't suppose to be like punk or bad or anything. I don't want it to be like every fanfiction.