Boarding school with 1D

Part 17 ♥

The next day, on recess, Sara and I got us some apples and walked from the cafeteria to the voyer.

I told her about the kisses while we were walking to the boys.

Harry leaned on the wall, looking vorbiddenly sexy as always. He smiled at me, but I could tell, that he wasn't sure about us aswell.

Right before we got to the boys, Lisa walked into us.

'Well....if it isn't my "big competition".', she joked.

'Get lost, bitch.', Sara said cold.

'Yes! I really have other stuff in mind than that shit coming out of your mouth!', I replied cool. 

'Alright. See you after school.', Lisa said.

'Why should I see you voluntarily after the time I am forced?'

'Did you forget our little sing-off?'

Oh fuck! That's today?

I really forgot.

Shit!

I didn't practise.

Okay...stay cool, Ashley. Stay GODDAMN cool!

'I didn't forget, but I hoped to not see you too much. Don't think that you'll have an easy game today. Don't underestimate me!'

I walked to the others and waited for Lisa to leave. Then I started covedring my face with my hands angry.

'You forgot, right?', Sara said.

'I did. I really need to practise right now.'

I ran into my room leaving the others and Harry in the Voyer.

I sat in my room, grabbed out my guitar and started singing.

I sang a little part of "Only Exception" by Paramore. 

I love this song and it really suits the color of my voice.

'Ohh...I got a tight grip on reality, but I can't let go of what's in front of me here. I know you'll leave me in the morning when you wake up. You'll leave me with some kind of proof, it's ment to be. Ohh. You are the only Exception.'

I sat on my bed when I heard a voice. 

'Your voice is the most beautiful voice I've ever heard.', Harry says while leaning in the door.

'Did you spy on me?', I asked.

'Maybe a little. I couldn't resist listening to you.'

'You could've come to the sing-off today?'

'But I'd like to have a speacial contert.'

He sat down next to me.

'I love the song.', he said.

'I do to. The meaning is so simple, but beautiful. And the song is lovely to sing.'

'You sounded very perfect.', he said.

'Really? No kidding?', I asked.

'To me, it was wonderful.'

'Would you mind letting me practise it one more time before next period?', I asked.

He almost left the room, when he asked one last question.

'Do you think of someone speacial when you're singing it?', he asked.

'Maybe I do.', I answered shy.

'If I'd sing it, I'd think of you.'

He smiled and left the room.

I heard him whistling the song in the hallway.

When I said that, I was sure, that we've got something...If we like to admit it or not.