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*BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*

“SHIT!” You yell, jumping out of bed. It was half 8 and your alarm hadn’t gone off, what the fuck was that then? Looking out of your window you see Harry leaning against his car. His hair was perfectly tussled, cascading over his forehead in mad curls. He had a plain white V-neck on, jeans and a leather jacket, not forgetting his scruffy white converse and signature necklaces. He was attractive, you’d already established that, but now he looked breath-taking. Stood against his car, his long legs crossed over one another, his nimble fingers fiddling with his bottom lip.

You rushed around your room to get dressed, taking extra care on what you picked out as you didn’t want to look like shit. Running downstairs, you grabbed your keys and bag, hurrying out the door and locking it. Harry’s head looks up, his eyes meeting yours and his lips forming a smirk. Calmly, you walk over to him, butterflies in your stomach.

“Hello, love.” He says in a raspy tone.

“Hi.” You mutter, feeling self-conscious as his eyes trail up and down your body.

“You look beautiful.” He whispers into your ear, opening the car door and gesturing for you to get inside. Taking a seat, you strap yourself in and wait for Harry to get in the car. Climbing in, he turns on the radio and revs the engine, setting off.

“You need to put your seatbelt on.” You say, reaching over his body and strapping him in. He looks at you with his eyebrow raised and a cocky smile on his lips as he undoes the seatbelt. “Harry, do you want to kill yourself?” You ask, he smirks at your comment.

“Well, it’s much more distracting when you lean over me and graze my dick.” He laughs as your face turns red.

“Twat.” You mutter, turning your head to the window. Suddenly you feel a hand grasp both sides of your face, turning your head round to meet Harry’s as he plants a kiss on your lips. “You’re still a twat.” You mutter against his lips and he laughs.

“Fair enough.” He mutters, pulling up into the car park.

You jump out of the car, grabbing your school bag from the back and shutting the door, meeting Harry at the front of the car. He throws and arm around your shoulder, pulling you in close and placing a kiss on your temple. Everyone’s eyes are on you. You swear you can hear gasps from the other pupils, people shooting you different glances: Sympathy, regret, anger, sadness and even some looks of jealousy off a few of the girls. Louis is leaning against a wall a cigarette in hand. He looks at you and Harry, a look of shock washes over his face but that look leaves just as quickly as it came, being replaced by a cocky smirk.

“Am I missing something here?” He asks, his eyebrows raised, a mischievous smile now playing on his lips.

“Shut up.”

“Oooh, someone has an extra bowl of sassy this morning. I like it.” He shoots you a wink, nudging you. Harry tenses by your side.

“Come on.” He mutters, walking you down the corridor to your tutor.

By lunch you were so done. You had literally had to explain your situation about 10 times to Dani, El and Liam, them not believing it at first.

“You’re not going to leave us now are you?” El questioned, a look of worry in her eyes.

“Fuck no.” You laugh, her expression softening.

“Thank god for that.” Dani breathes, sitting on Liam’s lap. All of a sudden you feel 2 arms wrap around your waist, pulling you from behind, he kisses you on the cheek.

“Are you coming to sit with us?” Harry asks, you could make out his voice anywhere.

“I’m staying here, you are welcome to join us though.” You smirk, knowing Harry would never leave his friends and sit with yours.

“Fine.” He grunts and pulls up a chair. You look at him with a confused look on your face.

“What?” He asks, “You said I could join you?” He says, his statement coming out as more of a question.

“Yeah, but I didn’t think you would.” You laugh.

“You’re horrible to me, you know that?” He pouts and you kiss him on the nose.

“I’m lovely.” You reply, turning back to face El, Dani and Liam who all have shocked expressions. Harry looks at the trio and see’s their discomfort.

“You know what, I’m gonna go. I don’t want to frighten your friends.” He laughs, getting up out of his seat before bending down and placing a kiss on your cheek. “Bye, love.” He murmurs, walking away back to his friends. Turning to face Dani, you glare at her.

“You could have been a bit more welcoming.” You hiss, pissed off by their actions.

“Sorry, it’s just a shock.” She whispers.

“Its fine, just try next time. He isn’t like what you might think.” You reply, digging into your lunch. Everyone on the table shot you a sarcastic look; you’d had enough of their bullshit.

“Fine, if you all going to be bitches about it then maybe I will leave.” You huff, walking over to Harry. He looks up at you, a smirk evident on his face.

“Back so soon?” He laughs as you roll your eyes at him. Looking around, your eyes lock with piercing blue ones: Niall. You hadn’t seen Niall since the fight, and you missed him.

“Sorry.” He mouthed.

“Its fine.” You reply, sending him a sympathetic look before locking glances with Perrie. She has a happy smile on her face, her gaze was on your hands, looking down you see your fingers entwined with Harry’s. Shaking your head, you look at her, her eyes now on yours. Right now, you were probably around the most dangerous people you had ever met, but you couldn’t help but feel safe.