Ways To Love You.

Chapter 3

"Mum, I'm home." She peeks her head out of the kitchen door and gives me a soft smile..

"How was it?" I give her a thumbs up and slowly walk upstairs. I walk down the hall and pass Marcel's room and knock on the door.

"Hey." He looks up from his circle of books with a smile.

"Hey, how was your date thing with Zayn."

"That wasn't a date."

"That's not what Harry said." I shake my head.

"It was fine."

"In my opinion, milkshakes have too much sugar for me."

"Whatever, get back to work!" He lets out a laugh as shut his door. I walk up to Harry's room next and knock on the door.

"Harry, you have to stop telling people that I'm going on dates with Zay-" I look up and see Louis leaning against the headrest with Harry sitting in his lap as they such each other's faces off. I slowly back out in disgust.

"Use protection." Harry and Louis continue their snog fest but they proceed to flick me off in the process. I close his door and trudge to my room. I shut my door and flop on my bed with a groan. I hear a knock at my door then Gemma peeks through.

"I'm home." I sigh and turn back into my pillow. I feel the bed dip then I feel her hand on my back.

"What's wrong?" I hesitate then sigh.

"Do you think I'm different?"

"What? Who told you that?"

"Gem, just answer the question."

"I think you, Harry, and Marcel are different." I look down into my pillow but she lifts up my chin with her hand.

"But in your own special way."

"What about me?"

"You're a shy bookworm."

"That's all?" Gemma lets out a laugh as I give her a smile.

"You can be whoever you want to be in this world."

"Yeah, yeah. Don't get all cliche on me."

"Remember when you guys were younger and you wanted to be a princess." I blush and put my face in the pillow.

"Shut up." I mumble into my pillow.

"Dinner's in five." She pats the back of my leg and hops off the bed.

"Great." She shuts the door as I lift my head up.

"Maybe tomorrow will be better."

>>

I shut my locker door to reveal Zayn leaning up against the one next to it.

"Hey, Malik."

"Hey, Styles." He pushes off the locker and grabs my books.

"What are we doing for lunch today?" I shrug and grab the piece of paper out of my pocket.

"This flyer fell out of my locker. They are having a book club meeting in room 607."

"Isn't that the catering room?"

"I don't know but I'm interested. I'll finally be around others who read as many books as I do!"

"I haven't seen these flyers around the school. Wouldn't they want a lot of people to come?"

"Maybe they just want the dedicated ones like me." I give Zayn a smile as he gives me a worried look.

"Just be safe."

"I will and maybe after school we can go out for pizza?"

"That would be great."

"After school."

"After school."

"Sounds good."

"Feels good." I wave to Zayn as he walks into the canteen. I make my way down to the 600 hallways and spot the room I was looking for. I walk in and expect a warm welcome but I receive otherwise.

"Edward, we've been expecting you."