Crave

"Bella! Hey!" Elizabeth says as she quickens her pace towards me.

"Hey Beth," I say with excitement. "Aren't you relieved that it's our last year, I can't stand high school even though I just got back."

"Tell me about it... Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to join me to go to the party tonight? I heard it's going to be epic," Beth says. She always tells me to go to these parties that I don't want to go to. Besides, I'm not one for parties. All of the parties that the students throw are just filled with drugs, booze, and strip-dancing... no thank you.

"No, I think I'm just gonna stay home and plan out my schedule for school."

"Oh come on! Don't be a Debbie Downer. Lighten up and go to a party for once in your lifetime!"

As I think about whether I'll go or not the bell rings as of a reminder that classes are starting. Oh boy, I'm saved by the bell. But that doesn't mean Beth isn't gonna ask me again later.

I've went to History, Literature, and Algebra so far. Time seemed to go by slower each time it's time to arrive at the next class. The only class I have with Beth is Literature; the other classes just have these random students that I've never spoken to or don't really get along with except a few of them.

I glance at my schedule and realise that my next class is Chemistry. I enter Chemistry class and there are 10 tables; each table holds two partners. Every table was taken except one that was empty. Great, now I'll have to be partners with myself. At least being partners with myself is better than being partners with a total random stranger. It sucks that Beth isn't in this class and the other two classes.

I take a seat in my chair and place my books on the table.

"Good afternoon, I'm Mr. Portugal and I'll be teaching your class until you move to college, hopefully," He says in a light tone. "Now, you all are sitting next to your partners for the rest of the semester. Please turn your textbooks to page 7."

Mr.Portugal doesn't seem to notice that I'm sitting with no partner so that's a bonus. I turn to page 7 as he instructed and focus on what he's writing on the chalkboard. I seem to get more interested in what Mr.Portugal is teaching about magma chambers.

In the middle of Chemistry class, we get interrupted by someone walking in the door and glancing around with his eyes narrowed. He has this brown curly hair and these green eyes. He is wearing this losee white t-shirt, black skinny-jeans with cuts on the place of his knees, and black boots. I have to admit, he's very attractive. He glances around but doesn't seem to notice me. Of course he won't notice me, there is much hotter girls in the classroom he needs to be looking at. I wonder if he's the typical bad boy... hmm.

"Harry Styles, right?" Mr.Portugal speaks to... Harry I think it is.

Harry doesn't say anything but he gives the most slightest nod.

"And why were you late to my class on the first day of school?"

"I have better things to do,' Harry answers coldly. Wow, I guess he really is your typical bad boy.

"Well, aren't you aching for a detention?" Mr.Portugal speaks up.

Harry rolls his eyes and walks towards me. Why is he walking towards me? And then it hits me, I'm the only one with an empty seat next to me. He must be thinking how unlucky he is to sit next to me.

He pulls the chair with a screech and takes a seat. I can tell he's in a bad mood. He hasn't looked at me from the moment he came in this class.

"Alright, now I want you to read pages 8 and 9 with your parents by taking turns. You may start," Mr.Portugal says. Great, now I'll have to face the unfriendly man next to me.
I turn my body to face him.

"Umm... you wanna read o-or you want me to um read," I struggle to say every word.

"You read and I listen," he finally speaks to me but doesn't look at me. His voice is so raspy and sexy. No. I'm not going to think about that. I shouldn't even be thinking about Harry. I just need to keep my focus on school and nothing else.

I start reading and steal quick glances at him while I read I'm sure he realises that this is my millionth time looking at him. Damn, this is embarrassing.

When I'm done reading he looks at me, he finally looks at me. I am fully aware of how bright his eyes are. I can't help but feel uncomfortable as he scans me from head to toe with his eyes still narrowed.

"C-can I help you with something?" I ask quietly. What a stupid question.

"No, nothing you need to help me with, I'm pretty sure," he smirks and takes a quick glance at my bum. I shift uncomfortably in my seat and clear my throat. I take note of his hot British accent. He must be from England because of his thick accent.

The school day went by quickly along with my encounter with Harry... Styles. I never thought my day would go from slow to fast. I see Elizabeth pacing towards to me again in the parking lot.

"Bella, are you going to the party or not? Nevermind, your coming even though I have to drag you by your hair," Beth say's playfully, at least I hope she's saying that playfully.

"I dont know... "

"Gosh, stop being stubborn and come. I don't know who's throwing it. I think it was someone named... " She takes a moment to think, "Henry or Hunter? Anyway, he's pretty appealing."

"Fine, I'll come," I give in.

"Yay!" She smiles and jumps up and down and comes to a stop. "I'll pick you up at 7. Me, you, and a couple of my friends are going to be in the car."

"Sounds good."

Notes

Please vote for this story, it'll mean a lot. <3