Harry styles imagines

27. Playing me like a card

(Not me having 75 imagines in draft and only posting 26)

"I love those shorts on you babe" he winked as he continued sucking on his lollipop as I rolled my eyes, shivering with disgust, soon enough his group of friends were turning around to look at me as they eyed me while smirking, licking their lips.

fucking perverts. Can I just wrap myself in a blanket and go home? They made me feel as if I'm wearing a thong! while literally I'm wearing knee length shorts. Ufff boys. I continued walking away from them not stopping for another second.

He pisses me off to no end literally! He keeps making absurd comments anytime, anywhere.

Imagine just walking to your locker to have a freak staring at you commenting about whatever comes into their heads, and not only that but you get fucking ass slaps because apparently 'he can't resist it' even if you fought him on it a trillion times, and supposingly he was getting expelled but since his family makes Generous donation to the school he only got a warning.

when will I end those years of misery so I can work and sleep.

I placed my books on the small so called table as I made sure everything was ready for class.
Being the first in class gives you some advantages, though but a huge disadvantage when you have someone called Harry in your school.

His cocky idiotic confident self walked in with a smirk attached to his face knowing too damn well I'm there, I puffed air out of my mouth angrily as I laid my head on the table ignoring him completely.

"Hey sexy, wanna go for a ride?" I could hear the cockiness radiating off his voice as I kept my head down as if I've never heard a word He've said.

"Ahh silent treatment i see. Very boring" he flipped his moderly long hair then brushed it back with his big hand. I looked at him, confusion written all over my face.

"I mean the silent treatment is so boring, you really should get better at understanding people I'm not talking in Chinese" I looked down again this time ignoring him completely. I was literally boiling on the inside who is he to judge me! fucking twat.

"Oh c'mon now babe don't get too upset" I don't know what was taking everyone so long to come in because every second with him feels like hell.

"What do you want harry" I said it as calmly as possible I looked firmly at him making him smirk knowing well he won this as he pulled his chair the closest thing possible to mine making me widely uncomfortable.

He was getting closer to me that if I moved an inch more I would fall off my chair, his minty breath fanning over my face "sooner or later you're going to beg me for it" he said lowly almost like a whisper but his voice was deep so damn deep, his eyes kept the eye contact leaving mine for a millisecond to look at my lips then back at me. I couldn't breath for a second as he pulled away with a smirk, going back to his table, busying himself, as I was lost in my haze, he was never this close.. and it truly messed up my head for a moment, I felt dizzy it was weird what I was feeling so unfamiliar to me no matter how many books I've read that described that, no matter how many times I felt it with anybody else, Harry was a completely different story. I felt tingly as I couldn't hear a thing for a moment it felt like time stopped as my eyes kept their focus On him. Only him.

And it was just a second and the students hurriedly rushed in taking their seats making me come back to reality and sit straight up, my whole face was red my hands were ice cold as I pulled down my sleeves to cover my drained hands. I took a deep breath in, to calm my beating heart as I kept reminding myself that I can't feel this way towards him he's a disgusting person, and because I know ending up with someone like that always brings you heartbreak.