The Brightest Dark (Harry Styles) BOOK 1

Chapter 17

*1 Week Later*
I wake up to hear a loud marimba ring tone playing near me. My mind switches on and I realize it's time for my first day at school. My hand shuts my phone up and I get up to get ready. It's been a week since the incident with him and I'm just glad I haven't seen him anywhere. Evie has been spending more time with me lately and also her boyfriend Luke. They're really sweet and I don't see how they're friends with Harry, Molly, and supposedly Louis. I've also hung out more with Niall and Zayn. They took me out to eat at Bucci de Beppo which was delicious and loads of fun. I know Niall likes me, but Zayn has this click to him. The only thing that turns me off is his smoking and he takes things too serious at times. I need someone who can be goofy almost 24/7 like Niall. He's the biggest goofball I've met. They're both very charming and a delight to be with.
As I get ready I silently thank myself for only taking three classes every Tuesday and Thursday. It makes my life a whole lot easier so I can stay organized and be done wit my work faster. The three classes I'm taking are; biochem at 9 a.m., speech at 10:30-11:30 a.m., then organic and inorganic chem at 12:50 p.m. Speech class doesn't last so long only because it's more for your own self. My major is most likely speech because in college you don't necessarily need to major in scorned right away.
Once I'm ready, I lock my dorm door and walk off to my class. As I leave the dorms my phone begins to ring. Damon's name is on the screen. We've been trying to plan on Harry, it'll be hard, but since our little play at the cafe, seemed to open him up even more. Sadly, after the party be doesn't want to seem to be near me so, Damon's trying to make a new plan.
"Hey baby," I answer the phone.
"Hi, heard anything about Harry?" He asks.
"No, the next party is Friday, but remember he doesn't want to be near me," I tell him.
"Well you're going to have to because if you really want to break him-"
"I'll have to be more around him, ya I know," I cut him off.
"Hey, you wanted to help him remember," he chuckles.
"Ya, but he's a dick. I wish I was a fairy or something to change him," I huff.
"Even if that happened he wouldn't remember you Lina," Damon speaks softly.
"I know, but I wished he did," I mumble.
"Hey I have to go, I'm in class, I'll call you later," I add.
"Okay, bye, I love you," his voice echoes.
Usually when he says I love you, I get a tingle through my body, but lately I haven't felt that. I don't feel the same. Harry broke me at the party, by me, I mean the built up wall. So why am I still feeling hallow?
"Love you too," I hang up.
My foot steps into the classroom and so far I only see three people here. Not even the teacher is here yet...great, in always early to class. I take a seat in the front row beside a nice looking boy with a shaved beard and brown hair. He looks like a prep boy, but some how I can tell he's probably more of a person who works hard for straight A's. The desks are for two people and I'm sitting right next to him, hopefully I don't seem too weird.
"Sad to know we're earlier than the teacher," I crack a joke.
"Ha, yeah, I heard he's an easy going teacher," he speaks.
He also has a lick of a British accent. Does every guy I meet here British?! So far he seems very nice though. Hopefully he's nothing like Harry's group, I'll probably kill myself.
"That's good, I don't have to stress 100% of the time now," I chuckle.
"Yeah, I know. I'm Liam, what's your name?" He smiles.
"Lina, nice to meet you," I smile back.
"So what's your plan in college?" He asks.
"Become a kid's dentist, you?"
"Physician," he answers.
"Wow, that's hard work," I say in shock.
"But definitely worth it. Dentistry is a bit tough too, you have to compete a lot," he smirks.
"I can deal with that, but seriously I would die trying to become a physician," I laugh.
"What classes are you taking?" He chuckles.
"This one, then speech, then organic and inorganic science," I respond.
"Really? Me too! Except I have one more class class after the science," he sighs.
"Do you have the same teachers as me?" I say a bit too excited.
"Mr. Vieira next then Mr. Egerton for organic science," he tells me.
"Oh my god, yes! Now I won't be alone," I giggle.
"Well I found my partner for three classes," he snickers.
"Oh please, I probably made your day extraordinary by sitting next to you," I smile.
"Better than nothing," he jokes.
"It's only been three minutes since I met you and you're already using sarcastic comments?" I put my hand on my heart, "I like you already."
We laugh in unison and more people enter the room staring at us as if we're crazy. I'd think so too because going to class for the first time and you see these two people laughing, being happy is pretty outrageous in college in the morning. Usually people come here half asleep with sweaters and sweats or leggings for girls. A tall older man enters the room with light brown hair and seems not a type of person who would teach science. He was good looking for an older guy, but not my type.
The rest of the class was just him introducing himself and explaining what we'll be doing this semester. He was pretty funny too, he made a lot of jokes and seemed to be very nice. When the bell rang Liam and I walk together to our next class, speech.
I'm excited about this class, I've always wanted to learn how to be more outgoing and share great writing to everyone. As we walk in the classroom, we see more people here already sitting in the front. Liam and I go to the middle and take our seats. The teacher walks in and the first thing I notice is his good looking features. He looks really young about my age, but hotter than anyone I've ever met. He's wearing black dress pants and s light blue dress shirt that's tucked in. He also has light brown hair swooped up and silky blue eyes. Boy do I want a piece of that...
Liam nudged me with his elbow, winking at me. I hope I wasn't drooling over him. The teacher stand in front of his desk in the middle of the front classroom and takes a look at the new faces. His lips break into a smile and he turns to turn on the projector.
"Good Morning class, my name is Mr. Vieira. I'm your speech teacher obviously," he chuckles.
One of the girls in the front row raises their hand. Her face is full of makeup and her clothes seemed tighter than her skin.
"Yes," he picks on her.
"Are you married?" She smirks.
"No, I am not," he chuckles.
He seems to be used to this because he's clearly not embarrassed. Well he's a speech reached after all. The projector turns on and a slide saying "introducing me" is placed on the screen.
"Alright, so I'll be presenting my life. Now you guys will be doing this too and I want it due by next Thursday," he tells us.
The classroom door opens and a mad boy walks in. At first I didn't recognize him, but he turns to skim the classroom. Harry stands there almost without a care in the world that he's late and interrupting his time.
"Welcome, take a seat anywhere," Vieira says very politely.
Harry doesn't speak a word, but gazes towards me and smirks. He walks over to us and takes a seat in the table beside me. Damn him.
"Alright, I'm 26 years old, I've gotten my bachelor's degree in law and speech. I'm currently taking a break from my government job and I've become a teacher. This is my 2nd year teaching speech and I've become to love seeing my students grow. I was born in Huntington Beach. I'm mixed of races, I'm Irish, German, British, and a little Persian. I love big dogs and I have two of them. One is a husky and the other is an Utonagon. The Utonagon is a Siberian husky, Alaskan malamute, and German Shepard mix. They're both still babies and are a load of work," he smiles.
"He's a fucking nerd," Harry mumbles beside me.
There is no way I will talk to him, I will not fall for his trap. Like he said, he'll destroy me.
"I'm a huge Italian food lover. I would go to Bucci de Beppo everyday if it was the healthiest thing to eat," his eyes cross the room.
I catch his eyes, for a few seconds which felt like a minute as we lock our gaze. For a moment, I swear I heard Harry clear his throat. At that Vieira removes his eyes from mine. Sadly, I could feel myself being disappointed. He's truly a work of art. I wonder if he has a girlfriend...
Finally the slideshow ends and he sits somewhat on his desk and stares at all of us.
"Alright now we will go around the room and say our names and one thing you like," he crosses his arms.
We start on the left and go down the rows. Surprisingly it got to Liam pretty fast. The girls in the front were giggling and whispering to each other as Liam introduced himself. I roll my eyes. Liam sits back down and I stand up evoking eye contact with anyone.
"I'm Lina and I like to go on adventures," I sit back down with pink cheeks.
Harry stands up with a sigh and purposely knocks his elbow on my arm hurtfully.
"I'm Harry and I like tattoos," he sits back down smirking at me.
I roll my eyes at him and turn my attention to the teacher. A second later something hits my cheek, I flinch and looks at Harry angry. He's staring at the teacher as if he didn't do anything. I turn again and try to focus, but another piece of piece of paper hits my forehead.
"Stop it Harry," I whisper angrily.
He throws another one and I turn to look at him this time. He has that big smirk planted on his face. What a devil, he's trying to get me to yell, I will not.
"If you keep doing that I will grab a pencil and shove it up your asshole," I whisper frowning.
Harry chuckles and just crossed his arms. I turn to Liam and ask to switch seats. He nods his head and we switch. Right as I was about to settle down I feel a piece of paper hit me. I grunt.
"Can you stop, please?" I ask too loudly.
The class becomes dead quiet and everyone is staring at me. Damn it, this is what he wanted. Harry wanted to embarrass me in front of everyone. What a fucking dick...
"Is there a problem Miss. Lawley?" Vieira asks.
My face burns and I shake my head with a slight smile. Or more of a half embarrassed smile.
"Alright. Back to where we're at. The PowerPoint must be at least two minutes long, with pictures and facts about yourself," he goes back to explaining.
I scowl at Harry and he just gives me a wink. Don't worry I'll break him, I will show him what he's missing.
As the class ends, I stand up to gather all my papers and put them in my bag. I begin to walk towards the door and I know Harry's right behind me. His footsteps follow mind and his shadow is presenting in front of mine except his over towers mine.
"Miss. Lawley may I have a word with you?" I hear behind me.