Just You and I ~Harry Styles Fanfic~

Chapter 4

I few days later I sit in math class talking to Kayla, dreading to see Harry.

"Oh come on, you know you want to see him," Kayla says smirking at me.

"Well.." I start to say as I'm cut off by a familiar voice.

"Ladies," Harry says to Kayla and I.

"Oh look, it's the man of the hour," Kayla says joking around. I bite my lip because I'm nervous.

"Ya scared or something Ingrid?" Harry says seeming to notice my actions.

"No, I... just... umm..."

"Save it. Why don't we go over there for a second?" He says pointing to the hallway.

"Umm..." I start to say as he takes my arm and drags me into the hallway.

"What," I say irritated.

"You, me, tonight," he says, starting to walking away.

"Wait a second. Don't walk away," I say and he turns around. "I need more details then that. Where and when? And what should I wear?"

"Ok. Umm, when, I'll pick you up around eight. Where, a club. And what should you wear, a dress," he says smirking at his last answer.

"It settled then, I'll be wearing a snow suit," I say jokingly. "No but really a dress? I don't look good in those."

I look at the ground and he lifts my head up.

"Um no," he says. "You'll look so beautiful in a dress. Come on now, we're gonna be late for class."

We walk back into math class. He heads to the back of the class while I take my seat in the front next to Kayla.

"Good morning class," the teacher says, walking in the room to the white board. "Today you will be put in pairs for a project that will be due at the end of the week. I will read off the list of pairs I put together for the class. Please listen for your name."

As the teacher reads off the names I hear Kayla is paired Ed. He's a red headed kid. He's super nice, but is always day dreaming; thinking about music. Then I hear Harry's name. He's paired with a girl named Rylie. She's pretty nice, has blonde hair, but is friends with that crazy Lynn person who threatened to practically kill me when Harry and I went out.

Then I hear my name. I'm paired with this guy named Andy. He has brown hair, and is friends with that Liam person I met at the bar. I don't know much about him, but hopefully he's nice and actually does work. Oh yeah, did I tell you him and Lynn are dating? Shocker right?

"Ok, now that you know who your paired with, I want you to find another pair and group up. Talk about what you think the project will be about. Also, I know a lot of you might not know each other, so get to know each other a bit," the teacher says telling everybody she meant now not five minutes from now.

Right as I was about to tell Kayla to get her partner so we could be a group, Harry comes over with Rylie and Andy was following them.

"This looks like a good group," Harry says. "Don't you think Rylie?"

"Perfect!" She says back, playing along with Harrys stupid act.

I look over at Kayla to find out she's laughing with her own group, not even realising I'm not there.

"Ok, so I'll start," Rylie says. "I'm Rylie Sky if you don't know me that well."

"I'm Andy Samuels."

"I'm Harry Styles. But you all know that so," he says smirking as Rylie giggles a little.

"And I'm Ingrid Lowe."

"Interesting," Harry says smirking as Rylie pokes him with her elbow, laughing.

I wanted nothing more than to slap Harry and run out of the room because he's acting like he doesn't give a shit about me.

"Everybody listen," the teacher says bringing me out of my thoughts. "The project will be about cool patterns geometrical shapes can make. You will make a pattern, describe how shapes make cool pattern and design. You can help each other within the groups you're in right now, but remember you have to make two pattern designs for each pair and you will get two separate grades. Got it?" Everyone nods their heads.

"We aren't in second grade you know," Harry blurts out. Everyone giggles.

"Yes Harry I realise that," the teacher answers back.

"So why the hell are we learning about freakin geometrical shape designs?"

"Wow," the teacher says. "I'm surprised you payed attention long enough to know that's what we are doing." The teacher smirks and people start laughing. Then she dismisses class.

I gather my stuff and walk into the hallway as fast as I can.

"Hold on," someone says from behind me, grabbing my shoulder and turning me around to face them.

"What," I say as I face Andy.

"What's up with you and Harry? You guys act like you really hate each other."

"It's a long story," I sigh.

"I have time," Andy says smiling.

"Trust me, no you don't," I say laughing and smiling.

"Ok then, see ya tomorrow!" he says smiling at me, then walking off.

"Ok, that was the worst class ever," Kayla says running up to me.

"Yeah, you could say that again."

Kayla takes a breath as if she is going to say it again.

"Save it," I say laughing a little and she joins in.

"Harry's such a dick," I tell her in almost a whisper.

"Tell me about it. Try knowing him for more than five years now."

"I feel sorry for you," I say smiling. "No but really. He asked me out on another date thingy tonight, called me beautiful, and then acted like he didn't give a shit about me in front of Rylie. Like what the fuck, I'm so confused!"

"I don't know girl, but talk to him about it when you go on the date thingy tonight."

"I don't wanna go on the date thingy, or future date thingys. We're not even dating, and to be honest with you, I don't wanna date him!"

"Good for you! Tell him then."

"I'm too pussy," I say laughing.

"Trust me I..." Kayla says as Harry interrupts her.

"Hey girls. Umm Kayla can I talk to Ingrid real quick?"

Kayla looks at me before leaving. I shrug my shoulders and Harry takes that as a yes and pushes her away.

"What the fuck," I start the conversation with. He looks semi-shocked at what I said.

"What?" He says chuckling.

"You know what," I say pushing his arm off my shoulders.

"No, tell me," he says putting his hands in his pockets.

"You were so sweet and then turned into the biggest douche in like one point two minutes."

"So, boys have mood swings too," he says smiling.

"That was not a mood swing," I say pushing his chest so he stumbles backwards a little.

"I'm sorry ok. Forgive me?" He says with a fake pouty face.

"Nope," I say turning my back to him.

"Awe please?"

"I guess I'm confused Harry," I say changing the topic back into a serious matter. "I'm confused about us. I don't wanna be your little play doll. I either want you to be fully committed to me or I want you out of my love life. I need you to tell me what I am to you Harry."

"Um," he starts. His face pale like he just saw a ghost.

"Harry, are you ok?"