"Yeah, yeah. She will be fine. Just get up, I'm going to take her to the bathroom and cool her off." I quickly shove Niall out from trapping me in the booth and Harry helps me pick Blair up.
"Do you need help taking her to the bathroom?" He asks gently putting her arm around his neck. I nod saving myself a long hard trip. I'm a very weak person and I can't even carry a 120 pound Blair.
I start to put her other arm around my shoulder so we can both take her but he takes it back, "I got her." He sends me a smile and picks her up bridal style. Okay, is it bad that I'm really jealous of Blair right now? Being held by Harry Styles in a wedding like fashion, and she's not even here to witness it.
He follows me to the bathroom across the diner and sets her down at the front door, "Well, this is my stop." He smiles handing her to me.
"Thank you for helping, I'll see you when she wakes up." I send him a smile and drag Blair into the bathroom.
I grab paper towels and run them under cold water and set them on her forehead and arms. I've never helped someone who has fainted before, but I saw it on a dramatic doctor show, I don't remember what it was called. Don't judge.
"Blair," I gently tap her face trying to get her to come to. I repeat her name and keep tapping her cheeks to get her responsive again. She slowly starts moving and then opens her eyes.
"Yay! You're alive!" I hug her tightly, relief washing over me.
"What? What happened?" She grabs her head and looks around confused.
"Well, you fainted."
"What? Wow. All I remember is us being at the diner, but I had a dream that Harry came over to us. He kissed my hand and I don't remember what else happened after that." She says sitting up on the floor.
"Blair, that wasn't a dream. He was really here and he really did that. And you fainted because of it." I flat out tell her the truth, she needs to learn to keep herself together. It's not like he is a celebrity.
"W-what?!" She gasps in horror, "Oh no!" She falls into her hands in embarrassment.
I kneel down and try and calm her down, "It's okay. It's totally fine. He just wants to make sure you are okay. You can just say you haven't been feeling good all day and you just passed out."
She nods quickly agreeing, "Yeah, yeah I can do that."
"And you know, he carried you like it was your wedding day to the bathroom." I add. I want to make her feel better, if I was in that situation I would want her to do the same.
"What?!" A wide grin spreads across her face.
"Yep, okay let's go out there. And don't faint this time." I teasingly warn, helping her up as she nods in response.
When I open the bathroom door Harry is standing there pacing around with Niall, Liam, Louis, and Zayn.
"Blair! Are you okay?" Niall rushes to Blair's side placing his palm on her back.
"Yeah Niall I'm fine," she brushes him off. His face showing a hint of hurt, so I go over by him and pat his back. She walks straight to Harry, "I'm sorry if I scared you. I wasn't feeling good all day and then I just passed out." She awkwardly laughs.
Harry smiles and sends her a nod, "I'm just glad you're okay. Let's try the introduction thing again shall we?"
She nods frantically, "Hi, I'm Blair, Blair Smith" She leans her hand out to be taken by his.
"Pleasure to meet you Blair Smith, I'm Harry Styles." Just him saying his own name gives me the chills. His voice so deep yet light and comforting.
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"Did you see the way he looked at me when he introduced himself? Come on, he loves this beautiful face." She points to her face, her hand getting caught in her dirty blonde hair.
Okay my best friend is beautiful, but she can be very vain if you haven't noticed. She tends to think all guys like her, by the littlest thing he does.
"Blair, just because he smiled at ya doesn't mean he is in love with ya." Niall quips clearly annoyed.
Thank you Niall.
"Niall, stop being such ass about it. How do you know he isn't in love with me? Exactly, you don't, so shut up." She growls leaning back into the back of her chair.
"I'm just sick of ya talking about him nonstop. Why don't ya open your mind up to liking someone else rather than just Harry?" He sighs.
"Because Harry is my future husband? Why would I waste time liking someone else if I know he is the one?" She shrugs playing with her pencil.
"Because he isn't, and you're wasting your time chasin' after him." He bites back.
"You know what Niall?! I'm sick of-" she begins but I cut her off.
"Man you two are a real joy to hang out with. And even better having a class with!" I sarcastically cheer.
"Sorry Jaz," Blair sighs and looks at Niall, "And sorry Niall, I know you mean well. And I'm sorry for bothering you with my Harry talk."
We thank her for the apology and Niall begins to say something but something catches Blair's eyes. I turn back to where she is looking and speaking of the devil, Harry Styles walks into our study hall classroom.
"Man, he's everywhere." I whisper only
loud enough for me to hear.
Niall scoffs and turns back around.
Harry walks up to our teacher who intently has her face in a book. I wish I could be doing the same, but I have blabber mouths sitting at my table. He hands her something and she reads it before calling my name out.
What? My heart starts racing, I never get called out of class. Am I in trouble?
Some immature children whom I have to share a high school with "oooo" as I walk up to the desk. Harry stays at the desk smirking at me when I reach it. Why is he smirking at me? Stop it you beautiful person you.
"The guidance office needs you when convenient." She says handing me the slip.
"Oh, well then I'll just go at the end of class." I say, about to turn and go back to my seat but Harry's voice stops me.
"Uh, actually, they said as soon as possible would be great." He clears his throat and smiles at my teacher then at me.
"Okay then." I wearily answer, why would they put when convenient if they wanted me now? Whatever, my nerves are taking over me already.
"Oh, and they said to bring your stuff because you won't be back by the end of the period." Harry speaks up again sending us the same beautiful smile that kills me.
"O-okay, wow they were so specific to you, but not on the slip." I mention walking to my seat to grab my stuff.
"Oh my gosh, I hate you Jasmine, you get to walk down with Harry!" She whisper yells handing my bag over. She has no idea that I've been working on a project and talking with him the past couple weeks still. I've been pretty under the radar.
I shrug, it's no big deal. He isn't even going to walk with me, he will ditch me to run more slips out when we get out of the room. That's his job as a helper for the Guidance Office.
I leave them and walk with Harry outside the room. "So," I start once we are out, "Why do they want me in guidance? Am I in trouble?"
"They don't." He states looking at me with his prominent dimples.
"What?" I ask in slight shock.
"They don't need you." He repeats looking forward as he continues walking. I stop in my tracks, "Then why did you give my teacher a pass and say they needed me now?" I'm so confused.
"Because, I just wanted to show you something."
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Fanfiction"What's the matter?" He asked with furrowed brows. "It's just, well," I began letting out a sigh, "My best friend likes you." I blurt out. I felt like I was completely breaking girl code telling her biggest secret to the biggest secret himself. "Oka...
