Be Mine

Chapter Five

"No way!" Harry said angrily as Zara stood there glaring daggers at him, both of them fuming.

It was the end of school day and they were both in the music room for their rehearsals.

"I don't see anything wrong with it! Unlike your idea." Zara muttered the last part to herself but of course Harry could hear it since it was only two of them in the large music room.

"Look," Harry muttered angrily as he pointed down at the music notes, "You can't put that here! It doesn't go along! The line doesn't even make sense!"

Zara gasped, "It was better than what your stupid brain was suggesting!"

Harry rolled his eyes, "Just next time, keep your ideas to yourself and let me do this damn job."

He picked up the pen from the table and turned around to cross the line Zara had wrote, making Zara widen her eyes.

"Are you kidding me?!" Zara bursted, startling Harry, "I put so much effort in to it and you're completely ruining it!" She yelled as she waved her arms around her, trying to make a point.

"Okay, okay, calm do-"

"Calm down? Calm down?!" Zara raised her voice, losing it, "How on earth can I calm down if YOU keep pissing me off every damn time!" Zara said as she was about to take a step towards Harry, but her arm hit one of the music boxes that were beside them making the entire pile of them come crashing down to the floor causing a large noise.

Zara flew both her hands over her mouth as Harry stood there gaping at her with his mouth hung open, and both of their eyes widened when they heard foot steps coming nearby.

"Oh shit." Harry whispered as the door flung open.

"What was all that noi-", Their music teacher stopped talking as he looking around, his face turning pale, "WHAT IS ALL THIS?"

"Sir, we can explain-" Zara started but Harry cut her off.

"WE?! It was your fucking fault!" Harry yelled as he pointed at her, making Zara give him a look.

"YEAH AND IT WAS AN AC-"

"MISTER STYLES AND MISS SHANELLE, ENOUGH!" Their music teacher, Coldon Hillford, yelled at them, making them go quiet.

"Good," He continued as he crossed his arms, glaring at them, "Do you even know the consequences of this situation? Are you little kids who haven't been taught any manners?!-"

"But-"

"No buts, Harry!" Mr.Hillford yelled, furious. "You two are going to meet the principal, right this instant!"

Zara bit her lip, her heart thumping loud against their chest as she walked side by side with Harry, following Mr. Hillford who led them to the principal's office.

She never was the one to get in to trouble. Never.

She glanced at Harry who shot her a look as Mr. Hillford explained every single thing to the Principal, who stared at Zara and Harry with a very hardened expression.

"I must say," The principal, Mr.John, said, "This was very very unexpected. Even from you, Miss Shanelle."

Zara looked down not, not having the confidence to look up. She bit her lip hard, trying not to let any tears cloud her eyes. What did she ever do to get into this mess?

"But, I don't care what happens, I don't care how you two don't get along." He continued, "What my top priority is winning the competition, and to win, I need the two of you, without any childish nonsense going on in between!" He raised his voice at the last bit of words, making Zara cringe as Harry looked away from his angry gaze.