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Walking with the road (On hold)

The assingment

I wake up early, by the sound of Niall’s voice in the shower. I can see snow falling down slowly outside my window. That is my favorite thing about Christmas. Niall has once again written one of his own songs, and he is very proud of it. But actually, this one isn’t that bad. It’s called You & I, and he has recorded it with Louis. The two of them have begun to hang a lot around each other. I think they got a serious thing. But not as serious as Liam and Aria! Of course I’m glad on their ways, but I don’t feel a like Aria is my friend anymore. Every time she comes to visit, it is never me, it is Liam. And in school, is the only subject: How is Liam, Isn’t Liam cute, and is Liam home later! I’m about to get sick.
But I got to focus on my own love life! I both got feelings for Zayn and Harry! But Zayn only wants to have sex and he seems a little distanced when he finally have a conversation. And Harry and Claire is now officially dating! We haven’t even really talked since that episode at the hospital. That day, we had some sort of connection. We held hands the whole time, and it felt weirdly… Safe. A like it was meant to be; a like time stood still, and we could have sad there forever.

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It’s Monday, and I now got my favorite class: History. My principal comes in, without Mr. Henning’s, our history teacher.
“Hello class. Mr. Henning’s is sick today, so you’ll have Mr. Themes instead. He will be here in a minute, so be quiet until then,” Our principal walks out, and close the door behind him.
I love Mr. Themes. All he ever does is making us so group projects.
“Hello class, I am Mr. Themes, your substitute,” He says, as he walks into our class.
“Hello Mr. Themes,” We all answer.
“Today we will be working with another senior class, in a group project,” He tell us, just as a lot of seniors comes into the room,” When I call your name up, you will come up to me, and you will get your assignment.”
A guy from my class raises his hand.
“Yes Mr. Webster?” Mr. Themes asks him.
“How many persons will the groups be made of?” Webster asks him.
“There will be two persons in each group, one girl and one boy. Any other questions about the assignment?” Mr. Themes asks us.
We all shake our heads as an answer.
“Good. Now to the groups. The first one is Ashton Bennet and Jesy Parker,” They get up to Mr. Themes, and get their assignment.
“And then we got Troy Moore and Julia Smith,” They also get up to him, and get their assignment, and walk out of the class.
“Then we got Rose Thommas and Harry Styles.”
Shit. This is going to be so awkward! Now that Claire and Harry are dating, it will just be weird hanging around him. I just have to stay focused on the project and not on Harry. If it’s possible.
We get the assignment, and walk out of the class. On our way out, Claire grabs him, and they kiss for some seconds. After that, we go out of the class, and into the library. There we sit, and read the assignment through. Our project is to find out why people a long time ago, was getting an arranged marriage. When Harry reads it, all the color disappears from his face, and he just gives the paper to me. I can see out of the corner of my eye, him texting Claire. Now is the right time.
“Harry?” I ask him, and he put down his phone.
“Yes Roe?” I can see his eyes still staring at the phone, probably waiting for Claire to answer.
“We have to talk. What happened at the dance? Why did you and Zayn get into that fight?” I try to find his eyes, but he won’t even look up from his phone.
“Are you sure on that you want to know that?” He asks me, and finally looks up from his phone and into my eyes.
“Yes. Please Harry, tell me.”
“Well… Zayn had this cookie. And then instead of eating that cookie, he found a brownie, and started eating that instead. And when I saw him eating that brownie, I became really mad. Because, that cookie was a really good cookie, and you shouldn’t leave a great cookie, for a brownie,” Harry tells me, and I am confused. Why get angry over a cookie?
“Why did you get so upset? After all, it is just a cookie…”
“You don’t get it. That cookie needs to get respected and taking care of!” His voice starts getting higher.
“Harry, it is just a cookie, it’s not so important that you can just get into a fight!” I stand up, and raising my voice.
“Roe for God sick!” Harry stands up,” That cookie is you, and that brownie was some other chick. Zayn cheated on you, once again!”
I break down, but I can’t let Harry see me cry. I run out of the library, and into the girl’s bathroom. I find a box, and lock the door. I let the tears fall down my face, and me fall down of the walls, leaving me siting at the floor. I text Aria to come meet me in the bathroom. Unfortunately:
“Hey R. I got class right now, and can’t come right now. Hope it Isn’t important, but if it is, I will just meet you in the lunch break! Love from your unicorn!” She texts me back. So I’m left all alone, crying in the bathroom. Great.
“Roe?” Harry comes into the bathroom.
“Harry. You can’t be in here; it’s the girl’s bathroom. You have to get the hell out of here!” I tell him.
“I know but… How are you?” He asks me.
“How do you think I am? I just found out that the guy I just started trusting, again, was cheating on me, with a random girl!” The tears fall down my face, so many it feels like rain.
Harry goes over to my box, and sits on the floor, letting his back leaning against the door.
“You need to forget that dude. He was never right for you anyway. You need to go out there, and find a guy that will love you completely, just as you are; a guy that will always be there for you, no matter what, a guy that will be your hero. ”
“A guy a like you,” I ask him, and stop crying. I do need Harry. He was alike a hero the first night we meet, and he has been a hero ever since. He has always had my back behind me, and defended me.
“Trust me. I’m the opposed of a hero!”
“I don’t believe you. You defended me at prom. You defended me the first night we meet. A hero defends people. You are a hero; you are my here!” I stand up, and open the door. I find him sitting at the floor, and I join him. I place myself so close to him, our arms touch each other. I look right into his ocean deep eyes, and really want to kiss him.
“Will you do me a favor?” I ask him, with a low voice.
“Anything,” He tells me, but I know that no man would do that.
“Kiss me.” I ask him.
“I’m with Claire, you know that.” He tells me, and looks down at the floor.
“But you could be with me,” I take my hand, and place it under his cheek, and slowly turns his face, until it points towards me. We look deeply into each other’s eyes, and I close my eyes, and lean into hiss warm body, and let our lips meet each other. I kiss him for around a second, but then come to my senses and let my lips let go of his. I lean back, and look into his eyes that were freaking out, but then stand up, and run out of the toilet.
Yep I am in love with Harry. And now that I have kissed him, I want something more; his love.