Always Rated R

Chapter 5- Advancements

•CHAPTER 5- Advancements

*(REBECCA'S POV)*

I was in total shock. His fiery orbs burning a hole in me didn't help either. I knew I had been really attracted to him last night, but ever since my last boyfriend, I never really liked to think about this kind of stuff. He had made me think I loved him, when all the while, he had been fucking everything with a pulse. Ever since then, trust had been a bit of an issue. I saw Harry look at me and smirk, then whisper something unintelligible to Zayn. His eyes also found their way to me, causing me to squirm, and Zayn looking at him with a glance of absolute death. Hm. I must've just seen that in my mind's eye. He could never be attracted to me. He looked like angels had carved him and set him explosively on this earth. I felt a warmth in my stomach, causing me to tear my eyes away.

"Class, please listen up! Mr. Styles and Mr. Malik are going to share some pointers with you about how to control your voice more and how to use your diaphragm optimally." The room became hushed as all of the girls looked their way with lust in their eyes, and all of the guys with jealousy. Eventually, though, wanting to improve ourselves as singers got the better of us, and we all listened unbiased. They actually gave some pretty good advice. After they were finished, Dr. Stevens said, "Now, ladies, and gentlemen, I'm going to pick a few of you for examples of this technique. Whoa! No raising hands, you guys. I already have a few in mind. Would Finn Adams, Zoe Main, and Rebecca Johnson please come up front." Oh, great. Even closer to Harry's lustful eyes and Zayn's mysterious ones.

"These three are the perfect example of an amazing technique. But each customize it to their own needs, which is why I brought three completely different voices up here." She had Finn sing a John Mayer song, which fit perfectly to his voice, and Zoe an Ellie Goulding one. "Rebecca, you have a voice with quite a bit of range, so I'll just ask you to sing 'Little Things, since you can match all of the band's ranges." Oh, wonderful. I now had to sing a One Direction song in front of two fifths of One Direction. "Whenever you're ready, love." I snapped out of my train of thought, took a deep breath, and started singing.

"Your hand fits in mine, like it's made just for me..."

Zayn and Harry's eyes immediately widened. Harry gave another one of his famous smirks. Zayn was even wearing a small smile. I felt my cheeks heat up immediately.

"But bear this in mind, it was meant to be..."

It went on this way for another minute or two, because Dr. Stevens actually let me finish. After that, we were dismissed. Right as I was about to leave, I saw that famous curly head of hair advancing towards me. "You know, you could have a career as a singer right now. You just have to ask." I was getting lost in that sea of emerald heaven a.k.a. his eyes. "Thanks, but no thanks.", I stated. He looked quite disappointed. "Why not, babe? You're most definitely attractive enough." There was that smirk again. "My first and foremost goal is to become an actress. I really do appreciate the offer, though.", I smiled. "Well, I'd still like to get to know you better. You seem like quite an interesting person." He winked. Zayn then walked up to us. "Fancy seeing you here." "Yeah. I could say the same to you." Harry's eyes widened and looked at Zayn. "You mean to tell me that THIS is the gir-" Zayn covered Harry's mouth with lightning speed. "Well, Mr. Styles, I don't know if I have any time to get to know anyone better. I'm very busy with college, having just started." I was being honest. "Oh, come on, just come and have dinner with me and Zayn here." I rolled my eyes. "Aren't you forgetting that I might have classes after this one?" Zayn finally spoke up. "Well, do you?" "Yes, one more. But after that, I guess I could come and eat with you guys." Both men's eyes immediately lit up. "Cool! Let me just put my number in your phone so I can text you where we're meeting up." He took my phone, and when I got it back, I looked at his contact name. It said, "Harry Freakin' Styles". I laughed. "Thanks." Zayn was just standing to the side. He looked a little bothered and tired. I looked back at Harry, and he was staring at me so intently it made that warm feeling in my stomach appear again, a little more intense than last time. He spoke again. "Well, I'll see ya." I was still paralyzed under his gaze, but I managed to get out a "Yeah, see ya."

I headed towards my last class of the day, and all I could think about was how distant, yet close Zayn had seemed, and, most importantly, how much I wanted to run my fingers through those beautiful chocolate locks of Harry's.