Indecisive

My alarm wakes me at 7:20 in the morning, I send it to snooze and sleep for 10 more minutes until it goes off again. This time i turn it off and actually get up out of bed. I go to my mirror and put on a small amount of makeup. I don’t own much, only mascara, lipgloss and some foundation. I’ve never really been a huge fan of makeup, mainly because Im not very good at using it. i left my hair natural and wavy then headed to my wardrobe to pick an out fit. I decided on black, high waisted jeans; a yellow, cropped, v neck sweater; and platform shoes. I glanced over myself in the mirror. Not overly impressed with what I see, but it will do. I’m not trying to impress anybody and I never really have tried to impress people before. I don’t search to talk to people so thats probably why i don't make many friends. I look at my clock, 8:20, Harry will be hear soon. I grab my bag and then head towards the door, skipping breakfast as I usually do, even though its the most important meal of the day. I hear snoring in the lounge so i peak in, my dad is passed out on the couch, surrounded by empty beer bottles. Most likely hungover. I leave him to sleep it off and head out of the door. I see Harry standing in my front garden, I don’t see a car, I smile and walk over to him. He has black skinny jeans on, a black beanie and a dark navy t-shirt. “You’re going to look like a little ray of sunshine at our school” he shouts with a smile. I look at my outfit. Does every one dress like him and those kids i saw last night? “hey Harry, thanks again for giving me a ride. I probably would have gotten lost” I said with a genuine smile. He smiled back “No problem” come on, i thought we may as well walk to my car seeing as i live next door. Bit of exercise” He smirks, i giggle. Harry is attractive but I don't like him that way, I feel as if I'm going to grow really close to the boy standing next to me, as a friend… We walk the 20 meters from my house to his car, its a small, white car, nothing flash but its still nice. I need my own car. I get in the passenger seat and plug my seatbelt in. Harry tells me to grab out my timetable to compare it with his. I grabbed it out of my bag, it came in the mail a few weeks ago but i haven't really payed that much attention to it. Harry told me to get his timetable out of his bag to see if we have any classes together. All he had in his bag was a few bits of paper 2 pens and his timetable. I examined his timetable and my own, it turns out we have Sport and English together. That made me happy but thats only 2 out of my 6 classes. I need to make a friend in Maths, Geography, Physics and Art. “I have at least one friend of mine in each of your classes except art, so don’t stress” he says randomly, was it that obvious i was stressing? “thanks for everything so far Harry” i reply and he just smiles big and turns the radio on. After a couple of minutes of driving we pull into a carpark, there are some really nice cars, some average ones and some real shit boxes, not that I'm judging. Harry pulls up next to a little red car that has a few people grouped in front of it. Harry gets out of the car, but I stay put for a second “here we go” I whisper to my self and take a deep breath before unbuckling my seat belt and getting out of the car. Harry is now talking to the group that consists of 2 boys and a girl. Different ones than i had seen last time. One of the guys had a black flannel shirt with a white shirt underneath and black skinny jeans, he had blue eyes that i only saw for a second when he lifted his sunglasses to look at me but they were quickly put back down and his bleach blonde hair was styled into a quiff. The other boy had a black T-shirt and dark blue skinny jeans on, dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. I could see what harry meant with me being a ray of sunshine, everyone i see is wearing dark colours, greys, blacks, dark blues, plus the fact every boy I have seen so far is covered in tattoos and piercings. Then there is me wearing yellow. The girl looked cheerful, she had long brunette hair, green eyes. She’s so pretty, I'm nothing compared to her. I walk over to the group and stand behind Harry. He grabs my arm and pulls me around to the side of him, then he slung his arm over my shoulder, “Guys this is Emily, my new neighbour” he says to the other 3 people. They all look at me, “Hey I’m Liam, and this is my girlfriend Sophia” Liam gestures to the pretty girl, what a cute couple. I smile “nice to meet you” I look at the nameless blonde, he tilts his sunglasses down his nose, revealing his blue eyes once again his eyes look me up and down, “Niall” he states bluntly. I look at Harry and he rolls his eyes “Nice to meet you Niall” I flash him the warmest smile i can. He doesn't return the gesture. What’s this guys problem. I stand there awkwardly while they all chat, thinking about how i could have possibly upset this guy already. I can’t tell if he is looking at me through his sunnies but I’m not sure i want to know. I hear a siren go, I have physics first with Harry and it turns out Niall is in our class as well. This means i wont be able to ask Harry why Niall hates me. I guess ill have to wait. When we enter the class I notice the desks are set up in pairs everyone has taken a seat, I sit at the back on my own and Harry and Niall sit in front of me. I wonder if that boy from McDonalds last night goes to this school, i wasn't wondering for long because I see him walk through the door of my physics class. “Harry is he nice? I met him last night, he seems nice.” I gesture towards Louis. Both Harry and Niall spin around in there seats to face me, they look serious. Niall grabs both of my wrists in one hand and pulls me forward so I'm level with his face, roughly, his blue eyes pierce my own. “Don’t talk to him.” Is all Niall says, Harry nods in agreement and the grip is released from my wrists. They both turn back around. I rub my wrists and tilt my head in confusion. I look back at Louis who has now seen me. He smirks and takes a seat at the front of class. Why is he smirking? The teacher wrote his name on the board ‘Mr Hazewood’ cool name. “Alright class lets begin with a seating plan in the alphabetical order of your last names!” Mr Hazewood calls. Thats probably why Louis was smirking, He knows I'm not going to be protected by Harry and Niall and if they hate him, he probably hates them as well. “Everyone stand.” We all did as we were told. The names were called off in pairs and we got pointed towards desks. Niall got sat next to a weird kid called Stan Hopkins, i found out his last name is Horan. Harry Styles gets sat next to a pretty girl name Stacey Rowels, Styles what a cool last name. “Louis Tomlinson” oh no “and Emily Trundle” my eyes widen as he points to the desk furthest from where Harry and Niall are sat with their partners. I look at Harry, he doesn't look happy and neither does Niall. Why does Niall care? He doesn't even like me? Why is everyone so attractive at this school? So many unanswered questions… I picked up my bag and headed for my desk where Louis was already seated, It was right up the back of the room. Louis looked me up and down and pulled my chair out. He patted my seat. He's so hot but so cocky. “Hey Miss Trundle, it was a pleasure meeting you last night” he says in a put on high pitched voice. I just ignore him and look straight ahead. He's trying his hardest to get my attention, clicking his pen in my ear, saying my name over and over. It does sound good coming out of his mouth but i can’t talk to him. Im trying to listen to the teacher to block Louis out. I know that Harry and Niall are both watching. I guess Louis finally gets tired of being ignored cause he just grabbed my chair and turned it to face him. “quit it” he says. “why don't you, I don't want to talk” i say strongly and attempt to turn my chair back around. He comes closer to me “I know your ignoring me because they're watching, but i know you want me” he whispers in my ear, making my stomach erupt in butterflies. I don't answer instead i raise my hand “may i please go to the toilet” I ask, this causes everyone in the class to laugh except Louis, I can feel him glaring at me. My request is approved and I'm told I don't have to ask permission to go and do my business, i blush a bit and get up from my seat. I don't know where the toilets are. As I am searching I hear someone approaching behind me and I have a gut feeling it’s Louis. My suspicions are confirmed when I’m pulled back by my waist and my back hits a locker, Louis pins my arms by my sides and comes really close to my face “You can’t ignore me forever princess” he smirks, i think smirking is his favourite thing to do. “Louis, I’ve been told to not talk to you by the only person that likes me so far. The only person that I can potentially call my friend. I’m not going to blow that” I say as I try to get my arms out of his grip, useless attempt, he’s too strong. “Thats not true, I’m your friend” he says as he moves my arms so he's now holding them both in one hand above my head. The other hand strokes my cheek. “GET OFF ME!” I say, getting angry now, which earns a chuckle from Louis. “Hey!! Get off her!!” I hear a familiar voice call, I turned my head and see that it’s Niall. I’ve only just noticed he’s Irish, thats cute. How many people are allowed out of class at once? Niall pushes Louis off of me. Again why does Niall seem to hate me, but still seem to care? “Im just playing around mate, I won’t hurt her” Louis turns his attention back to me and winks again. Butterflies. Niall looks at me and I get behind him so I’m mainly out of Louis sight, except I peek over Niall’s shoulder to look at whats going on, I probably look so scared to Louis, but thats only encouraging to him. “I’m not your mate, Louis. Stay away from her.” Niall says firmly. He then turns around and urges me towards the classroom by putting his hand at the bottom of my back. “She wont always have somebody around her, mate.” Louis says as he catches up to us. We both ignore him. He hasn't actually done anything to me, and he is very attractive. Why should i ignore him? I thank Niall and remove his hand from my back I look at both of them, but I don't say anything. I just go back into the classroom and return to my seat but just as I sit down, the siren goes for second period, I have English.

Notes

Sorry for typos and stuff :)