Chapter eight- Group talk

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Harry pov:

Guess what Niall's doing, I bet you can.

You guessed correctly. Eating

He's being eating for two hours straight, coming close to three. He ate his lunch, my lunch and Zayn's. He even went in to get more food from the lunch ladies, they love Niall. He's their number one favorite fan, he'll even throw in some compliments at Barbra and Cecil now every and then.

They blush over him every. single. time.

As I watched Niall devour his 8 course meal, talking to Zayn and he's saying how he talked to Althea after stormed out of my room.

" I gave her the number of my lawyer, you know Tomlinson. He's quite the charmer."

"Not as charming as me though, right." Niall shoots up looking at us with his mouth full of mushy peas, I could swear he was preparing for the question like his life depended on it.

"No, you have me head over heels for you Ni, no one is more charming than you." Zayn gives him a sarcastic flirtatious look lifting his eyebrows with a smirk.

 Some times I seriously think they're dating

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Some times I seriously think they're dating.

"Aw Zayn, you make my heart throb you cutie." Niall batts his eyes blowing him a kiss before he goes back to basically making out with his food.

"Guys can you not, I'm trying to keep my breakfast down." I rolled my eyes before smirking to myself looking at my lap.

My smile suddenly drops as I watch Althea walk in with Tomlinson

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My smile suddenly drops as I watch Althea walk in with Tomlinson.

She came back, I'm surprised. Obviously she wasn't not effected by our little interaction yesterday she brought a little boy friend with her to protect her.

Aw

"Styles!" Baldy calls my name staring at me with beating eyes signaling me to come over to him.

"Oooohhhh, Styles is in troublee!" The boys holler at me as I walk towards Baldy across the cafeteria, just like when we were all in high school together when I would get called down to the principals office.

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