Indecisive

I stand from my seat and walk towards Harry, who is also walking towards me. His expression is unreadable, up until this class I’d never seen him with anything but a smile on his face.
“Hey Emily” he says trying to act like he's okay, I know somethings up. He holds his arm up and I'm confused for a second but i quickly realise he wants me to link mine through his. I laugh and do as he wishes and we begin to skip. Maybe he is fine?
Our English class wasn't far from our physics, when we walked in, a woman, who I'm guessing is the teacher, is sat at the desk down the front of the class. Harry and I make our way to the back of the classroom. He tells me it’s only him and I in this class out of the people we talk to, so I take this opportunity to get answers. “Harry can I ask you something?” i question. He doesn't face me but he nods, so I continue.
“Whats up with Niall?” My first question. Harry still doesn't look at me, this is such odd behaviour “What on earth do you mean” he says sarcastically. He knows exactly what I'm talking about.
“I meaaan” I extend the word “Why does he hate me, and if he hates me why did he protect me? It’s hurting my brain” I explain to him, a smirk now appears on his face.
“Quite the contrary Emily, Niall doesn't hate you. He likes you. A lot.” Harry says now facing me. If thats true he has a funny way of showing it. “Has he said that to you?” I really need answers. There is no way Niall likes me like that, or at all. Harry doesn't answer for a minute. “I’ve known Niall for a very long time Emily, he doesn't have to tell me things, I just know.” Harry is still smirking as he explains it to me. I contemplate what he has just said. Does Niall like me? Could I like Niall? I must have been thinking about it for a while because Harry snaps his fingers in front of my face and laughs “Any other questions, or can I ask one?” Harry asks me. I have so many questions but I shake my head, I want to know what he wants to know. “Why is Louis so interested in you? and what happened when you went to the toilet in English?” Intense line of questioning, I don't really know how to answer either of them. I turn away from Harry to face the front. As I'm thinking of an answer, the teacher coughs. “Harry styles and, oh uhm, I'm sorry I didn't catch your name” the teacher says in a stern voice. “Emily Trundle miss”
“I’m Mrs Cooper, I have been talking for 5 minutes and you've have been as well. That isn't how school works. I talk you listen.” She has a straight face, no emotion at all. I hear harry chuckle next to me.

Mrs Cooper talks for 10 more minutes and i hang onto every word so I don't get in trouble again. Harry tries to annoy me the entire time but I'm good at ignoring people. “Now class, i don't have a work plan for you this lesson as I was called in rather suddenly and I'm quite unorganised, but I will be handing out books for you to read tomorrow. Talk amongst your selfs for the rest of class” She says and waves us off. “alright goody two shoes, answer my questions.” Harry comes straight back to the topic of Louis. “Harry I met him in McDonalds, he was with two other people who I don't know and he came up to me, but even then I ignored him and walked away. In the hallway, He pinned my against a locker… god knows what could have happened if Niall hadn't of pushed him off of me. Niall saved me Harry. Why do you all hate him so much anyway?” I respond.
Harry's eyes go dark but gives me a sympathetic look.
“I’ll let you in on a little secret about Louis Tomlinson, He is a player. He has hurt every single girl in this school and he feels no remorse, amongst these girls was my sister, my sister is like a sister to Niall and Liam aswell, and he also tried it with Sophia.. you know Liam’s girlfriend. I used to be very good friends with him, and Zayn as well actually, but I don't think we could ever go back to that again” Harry explains, whose Zayn? Now I feel sort of bad about my self. Silly me thinking Louis was coming after me because I’m actually attractive to a guy like him. Unfortunately he’ll go after anything with legs and boobs, I just so happen fit that category.
I’m such an idiot. Harry and I chat about our lives for the rest of the period and before we know it, it's recess time. Harry leads me to where his group usually hangs out and sure enough there stands Niall, Liam and Sophia. “Hey guys” Harry says, I give a small wave not feeling very comfortable in a group situation. As i’ve said before I’m used to just sitting alone, not talking, not doing much at all really. Liam and Sophia greet us both but Niall only greets Harry and completely ignores me. Dick. He has those stupid sunglasses on again. He looks so hot with them on but I love being able to see where he’s looking. I smile at him, his head looks as if it's pointed in my direction but once again he doesn't smile back. I look away from Niall and notice Liam’s attention is fixed on something behind me, he pulls Sophia behind him a little bit. “What is he doing here?” Liam asks us. We all turn to see the one and only player, Louis Tomlinson. I see Harrys jaw tense and Niall’s fists clench. “Emilyyyyy” Louis calls in a mocking tone, Harry takes a step forward towards Louis but i put my hand on his chest. “I’ll deal with this” I say to him in a quite voice. “No.” Niall says from next to us. “Yes.” i reply firmly as I turn to face him. Niall crosses his arms across his chest and with that I walk towards Louis. He has a big smile on his face. The same two people I saw with him at McDonalds were leant against the wall not far behind him with their arms wrapped around each other, they must be dating.
When I get up to Louis I push him back without a word. He doesn't move very far at all, and his smile never falters. “Emily, how could you?” He teases with his hands over his heart sarcastically. I don't laugh, my fists are balled at my sides “Louis I know your type, and I've been told about what you do to girls, I don't want you. Why wont you just leave me alone?” I say angrily. He looks slightly hurt by my words, but I'm sure its an act. “You’re different, I'm not giving up on you princess” He says with a wink that causes a warm feeling to spread through my body. I know I'm blushing and i know he can see it, so i quickly look down to try and remain angry but I just can’t. Why does he have this effect over me? I decide not to answer him. Instead I just turn to walk away but I'm pulled back towards him so my back is pressing against his chest and his arms rope around my waist. “I’m not giving up, and I don't like being told no” he says into my ear, then he lets me go and walks back over to his friends without looking at me. As bad as it is, i wish he had held me like that for longer. No Emily, bad thoughts, you know what he's like, don't fall for his games. I brush off his words and I walk back over to my group, Harry and Niall look fuming.

“How could you make us stand here whilst he's doing that to you?!” Niall says angrily throwing his arms around.
“Next time, we’re dealing with it, not you. I want you to talk to him as little as possible” Harry says in a softer voice, taking a step towards me. Liam and Sophia nod in agreement. “I’ll help lads” Liam adds in.
I’m not very used to having people look out for me. I was bullied pretty badly by a group of girls at the beginning of high school back in Winchester, but they gave up after a couple of months because I ignored them. I never had one person stick up for me during that time. I don't need people defending me.
“Im capable of defending myself, thank you for the thought though” i smile. They all look shocked but before anyone has time to answer the bell rings once again for my next class. Sport with Harry.

The rest of the day goes by without much drama I had Math with just Niall. We sat next to each other but didn't exchange a word. It was quite awkward. Sophia is in my geography and we hit it off pretty quickly, we talked for the whole hour about our school now and the people in it, my old school and experiences she's had at parties. I told her I have never been to a party and she said she's going to have to fix that. Im not sure what that means but I don't want to go to a party. Nothing much happened at lunch time I day dreamed whilst the group chatted around me. My last class was Art. The one class i thought I knew no one in but i was mistaken. When i walked in i was met with two familiar faces. Louis and the boy with black hair who i still don’t know the name of.

I find a seat thats far away from Louis and I am free to listen to our teacher whose name turns out to be Mr Deacon but he likes to be called Mr D. My peace is taken away when Louis and his friend move next to me half way through the class. I sigh. “Hello Louis” I say in an unamused tone, this earns a chuckle from him. “Hey pretty… so you can draw? Thats hot” Louis says with the same smile that probably hasn't left his face since recess. His friend laughs. They’re obviously trying to wind me up. The door opened at the back of the class and a man with a shirt and tie comes in “Mr. Tomlinson, your presence is required in the head masters office, immediately.” he says. A stroke of luck for me. Louis gets up and grabs his bag. He looks at me, no longer smiling. Then he just leaves with out a word. How out of character.

After 5 more minutes the black haired boy moves next to me and holds out his hand “Im Zayn” he smiles. He seems nice, but then again so did Louis… “Emily” I smile at him
“Oh i know who you are, Louis wont shut up about you” He says as he rolls his eyes. I was about to question him but the bell went signalling that its home time. I pack up my books and Zayn stays in his seat for a second, he didn't have out any books. “Nice to meet you Zayn” I say as I begin to walk away.
“Emily wait!” he shouts after me. I turn back around and wait to see what he has to say.
“You don't know Louis, whats going on in his life or what he's done. You’re going off of other peoples words, without even hearing his side of it. Just give him a chance” he pleads, he looks so honest. I smile at him. “Ill think about it, thanks Zayn” I reply before walking out.

I decide to walk home as its a nice day in England and I need to learn my way around. I try my hardest to remember the way Harry came this morning. speaking of which I haven't seen Harry or any of his friends since the bell went. I suppose that was a good first day at school.
I just don't want to go home…

Notes

So much shade thrown at zayn in little mixes new song :')