The Art Student (Harry Styles AU)

Three

The day after the frat party was probably one of the most dramatic days of all. Everyone was buzzing about who hooked up with who and who broke up with who. However, I wasn't expecting to be the center of attention in this. Every time I passed a group of people, they started to whisper quietly. The girls mostly glared at me and the guys actually checked me out a bit. I was feeling a little uncomfortable as I walked to my locker.

I decided not to give them any attention and to stare at my feet. I almost landed flat on my bum when I bumped into a tall figure. Fortunately, the person caught my hand in time and pulled me up. I looked up to see Harry's green eyes piercing mine. "Watch out, will you?" he warned, with a bit of a smirk on his face. I glared at him. "Well you should know not to hang around my locker." I said.

"Oh this is your locker? I'm so sorry." he said looking casually surprised. I stared at him suspiciously. "Get out. And stop stalking me." I said between gritted teeth. "I was not stalking you." he said, acting offended. "Really? How did you know this was my locker and why were you 'casually' standing here?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

When he didn't reply, I smirked triumphantly. "You've been stalking me a lot, haven't you?" I said. He glared at me. I expected him to walk away angrily but I didn't expect him to push me against the locker and press his body against mine. "Look, I didn't expect to be this attracted to a girl like you. When I do one girl, it's over with it. All I want is one chance. One chance to do you and then I'll leave you alone." he whispered in my ears.

I stared back at his green eyes with surprise. What the fuck? "Well if you mean casual sex with no strings attached, I don't do that shit." I said. Wait...what? I didn't want to say that. How did that get out of my mouth? He seemed surprised and caught off guard at first. Then, he acted like nothing happened and smirked. "Playing hard to get with me, eh? Well, I'll tell you something. I'll make you want me." he whispered in my ears. His lips brushed against the sensitive spot on my neck.

I had to stop myself from shivering because I was seriously turned on by that. "Is that phase number one?" I ventured. "Oh honey. That's just the beginning." he said walking away, leaving me wondering about what other ways he would make me want him.

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The next day, Arianna and I were sitting in Literature class, waiting for the teacher to come. We were chatting about the usual 411 in the college campus. "Marcus Fleck is apparently dating Sheila Minx." said Arianna. "Oh my God. It really took them that long to realize how cute they'd look." I said wrinkling my nose. "I know right?" exclaimed Arianna. 

When everyone gave us strange looks, I turned to Arianna. "Chill, Ari, no need to start exclaiming." I said. She grinned. "Sorry, Skye." she said. We continued to talk. "So yeah it's basically -" She stopped midsentence and squeaked. "Hello Skye," a familiar husky voice whispered in my ears.

I turned around to meet a pair of green eyes. Our faces were close again, noses almost touching. I could smell his minty breath from here. His lips were perfectly plump and I wanted to kiss them again so badly. He had a smirk on his perfect lips. 

I wouldn't want to squeak so I did the most wise thing: I blinked. "It's not your literature class, FYI. So what are you doing here?" I asked. 

"To see you," he whispered in my ears. His lips brushed against my earlobe lightly. I fought the urge to shiver. "Why do you want to see me?" I asked. 

"Well, I'll tell this to you in private. Let's go out in the hall." he suggested. I didn't deny anything so I followed him into the hall. I felt everyone's eyes boring into my back - including the girls' jealous glares.