Love starting with a touch

Ch. 1

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Ely's pov.

'Ello love.' I heard a loud voice announce. I turned around and there he was. All 6 foot 3 of him, standing before my eyes. My gaze hot enough to burn his perfectly built stomach, up to his pink, lush lips. 'How long we're you trying to stay away from me?' I licked my dry lips and shook my head.

"Wake up you little brat! I need to go to work and you need to go to school, now!" I felt a cold hand grab my ankle and pull me from my perfect dream.

"If you don't get up, your not going to school, and I know how much you just love that place. Get up now!" The hateful voice said. I know exactly who it is too, my father. He stormed out and ran to the car and drove off. "Yes!!!" I screamed.

I jumped out of bed and remembered my ankle is now broken thanks to dad. "Damn it!" I walked to my bathroom and look in the closet for more pain killers. Empty, each one, empty. "Just when I thought it would be a good day for me." Ok first of all let me explain, my mom is dead and my dad is VERY mean to me.

I quickly changed clothes and slipped on my combat boots. As soon as my boots were laced up, I heard a loud honk outside. I looked out the window, where Harry Styles, my best friend, was waiting on his motorcycle. (Note: this book takes place in America, and not England, so he is somewhat able to drive)

I ran outside and hopped on the back. "You know my rules about riding, lis. Put on the helmet, or your walking." He said. "Come on Haz! It's unfair and you know it." I replied, but put it on anyways. "My bush for hair is enough to count." he laughed

Ch. 2

Zayn's pov.

I saw her laughing with Harry as they walked side by side down the walk, making their way up to the school. 'Today will be the day' I said to myself as I headed twords the doors of the school. 'I need to do it, if I don't I will lose her for good.' I repeated to myself as I opened my locker. I grabbed the books I will need for the day and headed off to first period. It was going to be a long day for me.

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Ely's pov.

I felt his eyes burning into my back as I looked at the board. It couldn't, could it? Na, he is a bad boy. What would he want with me? My mind flashed back to my amazing dream from earlier this morning. "Ok class, your homework tonight is that you and your partner will need to write an original song, or poem and present it on Thursday. I will be giving you partners due to last time." Mr. O looked over at Ben and Jake giving each other a high five. "Boys," "Come on Mr. O it was pretty cool." Said Ethan. "Yes, because setting a 3rd graders underwear on fire is cool." He explained.

"Leah and Alex," he said. "Damn it, why him? Can't I just trade him in? Please?" Alex put his arm around her chair "Oh, please Leah, you don't have the heart to do it." She gave him one of her evil, 'oh wont i?' looks and said "Mr. O, can I slap him now?" He took one good look at the large man and finally said "I don't care." Alex turned to her and she slapped him hard across the face. "Ow! What was that for?" He yelled as he jumped up. "Well I proved you wrong, didn't I?"she said to Alex in her sweet voice. "Well, I didn't think it would hurt that bad!" He screamed. "Oh, please Alex. Even Asher knows what you were thinking, and he is asleep!" I giggled at that comment, same with everyone else.

"Ok class that's enough" Mr. O said trying not to laugh.

"Ben and Cc, Jake and Alexis, Brandon, Asher, and Taylor, and there's Ely and Zayn." Everyone gasped. The bell rung and everyone started filing out. "Ely," said the husky voice said as I picked up my books. I turned around and saw Zayn stalking towards me. He came up to me and said "I'll meet you at your locker. We need to do the project, then I can give you a ride home." I was speechless. "I kinda already have a ride home, sorry, maybe some other time." I looked down to my feet. "No you don't" he said walking right past me. "Looks like your going with me." How dare Harry do that to me! "Fine! But were gonna need to do it at your place."I said as I looked up into his eyes. "Ok. Lets go then." We walked out with his arm comfortably placed on top of my shoulders like his arm was made to be there. We walked out to the parking lot with people staring at us. We walked up to a navy blue mustang convertible, with cobalt blue flames near the rims. Oh god! It is the most beautiful car I have ever seen! He opened the door for me, then slid over the hood and climbed in beside me.