The Makeover (One Direction)

Me Or Him?

Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've had writer's block. But DirectinorForever5 gave me a really good idea for this chapter so all credit goes to her. -Nat :)

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Alexa's POV

I made my way down the halls filled with students chatting away. I was wearing a white t shirt and a brown braided belt that clung around my torso perfectly. I was also wearing a brown floral skirt that flowed just above my knees. I made my way to my locker. I turned the dial a few times until it unlocked with a click. I opened my locker and a small piece of white paper fell to the floor. I bent down to pick up the note and gasped at what it said. The word "CHEATER" was printed on the paper. Justin. I cheated on Justin with Harry and someone found out. It couldn't have been Justin because he wasn't at school. If it wasn't Justin, then who could it be? I looked around me and saw no one in particular staring at me. No one that could have written the note. I put the note back in my locker and slammed it shut. I made my way to first period and made it in just a few seconds before the bell rang. Students filed into the room and everyone took their seats. I sat down in my usual seat and plopped my books on the desk. The teacher began on the boring lesson of the day while I zoned out. I thought there was no one at school when me and Harry kissed? Everyone left before we kissed. Who saw the kiss? A scary thought popped into my head. What if Harry told everyone? No... he wouldn't do that... I was so distracted by my thoughts that I didn't even notice that the teacher was calling me.

"Alexa? Alexa. Alexa!" The teacher called out to me. Everyone turned their heads to look my direction. My cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

"What?"

"What's the answer to question 8?"

I looked down at the worksheet in front of me. "69?" I said, but it came out more like a question. The entire class bursted into a chorus of laughter. Peverted people. 

"Correct." The teacher said as he wrote the answer on the chalk board. That was a close one.

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I hadn't seen anyone all day. It was almost as if everyone were avoiding me. Did everyone know that I cheated? I dropped my book bag on the carpeted floor of my room and grabbed my phone. I dialed Harry's number and it started ringing. 

"Hey, this is Harry. Sorry I couldn't pick up at the moment but I'll get back to you as soon as I can." His thick English accent rang through my ears. His voice was one of the many things I love about him.

The door bell rang downstairs and jumped up from my bed and made my way downstairs. I skipped steps so I could get to the door faster. I opened the door and you wouldn't believe who was standing in front of me.

Justin.

And Harry.

"Hey Alexa." Justin greeted me. He had his brown-blonde hair styled up into a quiff with a snapback on the top of his head. He was wearing a loose, baggy tank top and dark jeans that clung to his body. His high tops caught my eye. They had graffiti all over them. 

"Hey Justin. What's up?"

"Um.. Well... You see, we need to talk." He said, as his eyes kept a hold on the floor. He couldn't look me in the eye.

"Come in." I moved away from the door and allowed them to enter. I led them to the lounge and we all took a seat on the leather sofas.

"So, what do we need to talk about?"

"Well, Ashley told me that she saw you and Harry after school yesterday..." Justin began, his eyes still on the floor. Uh oh. I know where he is going with this...

"She said she saw you and Harry kiss." He finished, tears threatening to spill in his eyes any second. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I was speechless. I looked over at Harry and he looked unsure of what to do.

"I'm so sorry." I whispered. "I'm not going to say that it was an accident, because it obviously wasn't. I kissed Harry because I like him. But I like you too." I said a little louder, unsure of what was about to come.

Justin lifted his eyes from the floor and looked me right in the eye. "It's either me... or him."