Taking Chances - One Direction Fan Fiction

Second Chance

"Wake up, Sophie!" I heard that yelled from the kitchen.

Damn, the weekend was already over and it was Monday.

It was today, that we had project week in school.

I always hated it, cause Mrs. Summer always put me together with some jerk, who never did anything.

"I'm coming dad!" I quickly when downstairs for breakfast. Dad always made something new. "Well, I have to go to work." Dad was really into his work. It's was like a drug to him. We never really did anything together.

Sometimes I wished, that I had mom. She would probably be more understanding. I went up stairs and took a shower and quickly took a pair of ripped jeans with my "Hi, I'm awkward." crew neck. It was a present from my brother. He thinks I'm really clumsy. I did my curly hair in a high ponytail and quickly grabbed my bag and went out to the car.

As I came I met Tessa on the parking lot. We always wait for each other "Soph!" She came running out from her car. I usually talk to her daily, but she was in London for the weekend and forgot her phone at home. "Are you excited?" She asked. I knew what she was talking about, but I still asked what for. "Well, maybe Mrs. Summer are going to let us be partners this year!" She said. "Like that's going to happens, Tess." I said kinda negative.

We rushed into class and took our seats. "Project week has started." Said Mrs. Summers. She talked the first half hour about choosing a subject. The whole class almost felt asleep, but I held myself up and toke notes. It was not that I was a nerd. Or maybe I was, a little. I just really cared about my grades. I wanna finish school and start my education. I always wanted to live in London. It was kinda boring here in Holmes Chapel.

I always knew, what I wanted to be. A fashion designer. I already started my own blog and its going forward. I have made the half of my clothes by myself. "I'm going to give you a partner now. Some of you are lucky and some of you are probably not." Of course. I was one of them who probably would be set up with Jason, Marc, Kevin or even Harry. They didn't care about school.

All what goes up in their minds was party, drinking & girls. Like seriously, they probably end up homeless or something. "And Tessa." Mrs. Summer looked over at her. Tessa crossed her fingers and looked over at me. I did the same. The grades would be used on our school papers. I can't blow this up. "Tessa? your partner is Jason and Miss Sophie?" She looked over at me. My life was screwed in that moment. Of course I had to be with Harry. The worst of them all. "As I can see you and Harry are the ones back, so you are together." She said while looking over at me.

"You have a week to make a project. Don't waste time, the grades

I wanted to die. Harry and I were best friends until we turned 13. It's been 2 years, since I talked to him. It all ended, when he started to make trouble and got new friends. I wasn't mad at him at all, but I didn't wanted to be friends with him either. "So, I guess we are partners." He said. I rolled eyes and started to grabbed my bag. "Let's go the library. We can probably find books for what we need." He didn't really answered. He just grabbed his jacket and followed me. Oh god, the boy don't even have a school bag. Like seriously, those guys have really changed him.

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Harry's Prov.

I was kinda happy to be partners with Sophie. She could help me to get good grades. She was so clever and she always did her homework. I don't quite remember why, we weren't talking anymore I guess we both had different interest. "So, we need to choose a person who has done a lot in the music industry." I said while looking at her. She didn't answered. I guess she was mad.

"Soph, if you are mad at me please, tell me now." I looked at her with serious eyes. "I'm not mad, why should I be mad, Harry?" She said while looking confused. "Well, you stopped talking to me and I stopped talking to you for like, 1 year ago?" Her eyes got colder. "That was not, what happend Harry. You left me to be with those jerks you hang out with now. and besides, it's 2 years ago." She turned around and looked for books. "Uhm, I'm not the same guy anymore. I'm different. I'm not going to leave you. I'm going to fight for good grades. " I looked over at her. "Well, fine lets make a deal?" I remember how crazy she was. I found it cute when she was bossy. "What deal?" I asked looking confused. "We both work really hard on this together late night studies and after the week, we can pretend we never talked?" It felt like I was punched really hard in the stomach.

"I really hurt you back then, didn't I?"

She didn't respond, but just kept looking at the books again. "Yeah, you really did." I hugged her really right without saying a word. "It's not the time for that Harry, but let us don't make this awkward." She glanced me a smile. "So, I was thinking of Stevie Wonder. What do you think?"

"Hm, fine with me." Stevie Wonder was great. Born blind, but could play piano, write songs and sing.

"Isn't she lovely

Isn't she wonderful

Isn't she precious

Less than one minute old."

I started singing. She smiled I actually made her smile. "I though you dropped the singing." I quickly came with excuses cause I didn't want her to think, that I did that. "No, I don't sing. My thoughts just flew out of my mouth." I looked down at the ground.

"Oh, I just though." She didn't say more. I remembered how much I actually loved to sing. I don't even know who I am anymore. All those things that meant a lot to me was been thrown away. I guess I really changed. My mom and my sister was right. It was wrong of me throwing away someone, who actually cared for me. Suddenly her phone rings. "Uhm, hi dad." She started to walk away. Of course. she couldn't tell her dad, that she was with me. Her dad doesn't like me anymore. And her mom moved to London with her boyfriend last year. Poor girl. She needed a friend and I wasn't there. I felt stupid. "Harry I have to go, but lets continue at my place?"

"Sure, what time?" She looked at her clock. "At eight o' clock." I smiled.

"You still know where I live, right?" I laughed. "Of course I do!"