(YOUR POV)
"You're a waste of space."
"drop dead."
"no one likes you."
"kill yourself."
I took a shaky breath and attempted to hold back the tears as I continued to amble down the halls, pretending that their words didn't crush me. But the truth is, they did. and the scars on my arm explained it.
With my head down, I abruptly sat down in my seat and waited for my English teacher to walk in. I was in the middle of writing my poem when I heard a few gasps and squealing before all the girls got out of their seats, and to the front of the room. Without even looking up, I knew exactly who walked in.
Harry Styles.
The boy that all the girls wanted to date.
The boy that everyone wants to be friends with.
The boy that doesn't know I exist
The boy I think about every night.
The boy I was crushing on..
I wanted to get to know him better, but he never gave me that time of day...
But why should I care? In his eyes, i'm just some girl that likes him. He has girls practically throwing themselves at him. He wouldn't like a girl like me.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when Mr. Johnson emerged from the corridor, and into the classroom.
"Okay class, we will be starting Romeo and Juliet this week, and your job is to act out the scenes! I will be picking partners so nobody gets to fight over Mr.Styles."
Everyone groaned as he pulls out his clipboard before skimming through the names.
"Harry, i'm gonna pair you up with (Y/N). "
"Who?" Harry asked with a confused expression plastered on his flawless face as he scans the room curiously.
My heart sank to my stomach as I swallowed my tears. I didn't know why this was hurting me, but then again, I don't know a lot of things.
"Wow Styles, good luck with that rubbish." Mack, one of his friends teased.
I groaned inwardly as everyone burst into laughter.
"C'mon mate, that's just cold. The girl has feelings too." Harry said whilst chuckling.
I didn't know if he was defending me, or just messing around, but I didn't really wanna find out.
"Alright class settle down. (Y/N) and Harry, you guys will be playing 2 famous scenes in the book, when Romeo and Juliet met. and the balcony scene. It's best if you meet up after school to rehearse because you will be performing on Friday."
We both nodded concurrently before he continued to pair people up.
I gazed at Harry who was still scanning the room for a (Y/N). When his eyes landed on me, a spazzam of shock crossed over his face, but he forced a smile. He then scribbled something down on a sheet of paper, and passed it to me.
"Hey (Y/N), nice to meet you. rehearse after school? your place or mine?"
My pen hovered over the paper as I thought about my reply. Finally, I wrote down the address to my house and passed it back to him, ignoring the funny looks people were giving me.
Mr.Johnson started lecturing us about where Romeo and Juliet was originated and how Shakespeare was inspired. But all I could think about was being face to face with Harry later today. I've been wanting to talk to him, and now I have my chance..
but what if i make a fool out of myself?
what if he doesn't like me?
what if he changes partner?
what if --
My thoughts were once again interrupted when the bell rang, indicating that school was over.
I got up and started gathering my books. Just as I was about to walk out, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
