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

Chapter Four

Nia's POV

Beep, beep, beep. I slammed the 'snooze' button on my alarm clock before getting up. I rubbed my eyes and groaned. Today was the first day of the second year in my college. But I wasn't nervous - I was guilty.

Guilty of last night, when I made out with Harry in a closet. I knew I would be seeing Harry today, and I have developed a crush on him.

But this isn't elementary school anymore, it's either he's your boyfriend, or he's out of your league. Much simpler. And judging by what he did last night, he was way out of my league.

But ever since sixth grade, I put up a strategy to avoid heartbreak. Only crush on guys you actually have a chance with. But I couldn't quite convince myself that Harry was off limits. But then again, I was the one who created the limits.

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I threw my towel onto the pole of the shower curtains as I stripped off and took a shower. Every time I showered, I looked at my wrist, the one with the cuts. They we almost completley healed, which is good.

It's been two years since I cut, and I never cut again. Through out my entire high school phase, I cut. I was bullied. But when I changed into my college phase and moved to a new university, things changed. I became more open and free, I made amazing friends, had one boyfriend - before he moved to New York in the middle of the school year.

Ever since college started, I've felt like the boss of my life. Until, now. I felt tiny - a tiny girl who was wishing for a girl she barley knew.

After my shower, I dried up and changed into some ripped pants, a sweater, and a pair of gray Converses. I grabbed the bag I fixed the day before and jogged down the stairs.

"Good morning, Nia. Thank you for not going to the party last night," Mum smiled, while making my breakfast. I plastered a fake smile on my face, "you're welcome." She laid a plate in front of me. A plate of pancakes, with chocolate syrup that spelled out on top of the pancake, I KNOW YOU SNUCK OUT.

"What?! Mum, how did you find out," I exclaimed, surprised. "Someone told me. And that someone's bringing you to school," Mum smirked over her shoulder. She didn't seem mad; she seemed like she was excited.

I opened my mouth to reply but the doorbell rang. "Oh, that must be him! Come in," Mum exclaimed. The door opened, revealing a tall, curly-haired boy in a black shirt. "What the fuck is Harry doing here," I yelled. Harry smirked at me before heading over to my mum and hugging her. "Good morning, Aunt Donna," he smiled, looking over at me over Mum's shoulder while I narrowed my eyes at him. "Good morning, Nia," he smirked, sitting next to me. "How do you know each other? Aunt? What? Please answer me," I said.

Mum sat across from us. "Harry's mum, Anne, was my best friend throughout our entire school lives, and so Harry and I know each other. You and Harry have met before," Mum smiled. Harry and I looked at each other. "What," I asked. "Yes, you were a month old when we went to Harry's first birthday," Mum replied. I was still a bit in shock. "Well, you two better go. Don't wanna be late on the first day, right? Bye," Mum replied, walking upstairs.

Harry and I looked at each other. He stood up, "let's go, Princess?" "Yeah, whatever," I said, rolling my eyes and walking past him. I walked outside, Harry following, and saw a slick, black Mercedes. "Woah," I whispered as I felt an arm around me. "Like it," Harry asked. "Eh, it's cool," I said and hopping into the passengers' seat.

I crossed my arms as he went into the car and started it. "Why are you so mad at me, Nia," Harry asked, trying to catch my gaze. "Okay, one, you knew my mum and you never told me, and two, you told her I snuck out and that we made out," I replied, sternly. "Look, I'm sorry, Nia. And if it makes you feel any better, I didn't tell her we made out," he laughed as I used all my will to not laugh, but in the end, a small smile plastered on my face. "You're prettier when you smile," he mumbled. "What," I asked, blushing a bit. "Nothing," he smiled before pressing on the pedal and driving off.

Notes

Told you it would be longer... Anyways, please vote and comment and sub! I love you guys so much!

Comments

I love your story when are you updating

@LaniLovesLuke
Hahaha body tempratures probably? Thanks <3

Harry's_Quiff Harry's_Quiff
4/11/15

Yeah it's never too hot or never too cold here. Love your story anyway

@LaniLovesLuke
Wait, you live in new Zealand? I'm from Asia and its super hot over here and I've visited new zealand two times already and since it's hot here, it's probably why I find it cold there :)

Harry's_Quiff Harry's_Quiff
4/10/15