You're Cute Come Kiss Me ~ H.S. Fanfiction

Nia's POV

The only thing that motivated me to get up was the fact that me and the girls would go shopping later. I wore a pair of black leggings, with a gray sweater and a huge heart on it, black Keds, and a gold necklace with the Eiffel Tower on it, just comfortable enough for the whole day.

"Hey, Mum," I said, I grabbed a granola bar and sat next to her. "Can I ask you something," I asked. "Sure, Nia," Mum smiled. "What would you do if some person wouldn't tell you things you're suppose to know?" "Why? I don't know, Nia. I've never been through that type of situation. Is something bothering you," she replied. "It's just that, every time Harry and I make-up we'd always fight after because he won't tell me why he's mad," I explained. "I honestly don't know what to say. Why don't you ask Vic or Elle. And I'm guessing Harry won't be picking you up," Mum said, as I stood up. I nodded. "Well, you better get to school then. And you two better make-up soon because you're spending the weekend together."

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I went straight for my locker hoping Harry wasn't there. After my locker, I slipped to my home room, but - unfortunately - Harry was leaning near the door, waiting for me. I tried ignoring him, but he caught my wrist and held me back.

"What do you want," I asked angrily. "I want to say sorry," he replied. "For what? Not telling me why you're getting mad? Or the reasons for your weird moods," I asked. "Yes. But if you let me explain in the weekend, please, please, Nia," he begged. "You know what, whatever, Harry. See you around, I guess," I snapped walking into my room. He tried to follow me but thank God the bell rang and class started.

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I waited for the girls behind the school because that's where Vic told us to go. I waited for about ten minutes when Harry showed up.

I really didn't get what this guy's deal was. I'm not only getting irritated with him, but also with myself. Why did I let him get to me? Was it because I liked him or some shit? I didn't exactly know. But that's how girls worked.

"What are you doing here now," I asked, rolling my eyes. "My car's parked here. What are you doing here?" I sighed before answering confidently, "waiting for the girls," I smirked. "Why so comfortable all of a sudden," He asked, leaning on the wall like I did. He put his hand on my upper back, just a little below my bra strap, making me tremble a bit.

"Don't you dare think of kissing me here, right now," I whispered. From behind us, I heard Perrie's mini van's horn honk. He lifted his arm up all the way to my shoulder and hid my bra strap underneath my sweater. "Wouldn't dream of it," he whispered back, carfully watching his hand. "I gotta go. B-Bye," I stuttered, getting in Perrie's van, watching him as we drove away.

*What was that," Vic whispered to me. "I don't know," I replied. "It looked really sexy though," Vic smirked as I hit her arm. "Stop. It's just...," I sighed. "Another one of his failed attempts to get me back."

Notes

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