Chapter three: The projectThis whole hour we've been planning on what to do our project... Well mostly me since Harry kept changing the subject to something else. As I scribbled on my notebook thinking of what animal or insect we should do Harry speaks up.
"You know Rosie... You don't seem... Hmmm... How should I say it... Desperate for me..." I roll my eyes and sit up straight.
"Well, maybe that's because I don't get what all those others see in you...." I give him a smirk.
"You'll see it soon" he smirks back and I roll my eyes knowing what his talking about. After some silence of me thinking of what to do our project I came up with something.
"Let's do a tiger" I say as he just shrugs. I roll my eyes as I take my phone out and start typing information of tigers.
"What's your phone number?" I ask.
"So, now you're desperate?" He says with a smirk and I take a deep breath.
"No and I'll never be... I just don't have a thing for fuckboys.. Now mr. Styles can you please give me your phone number?"
Harry P.O.V
She's different from the others which some reason attracts me. The only thing I need is a quick fuck with her and it over.... Well that's what I thought at first, but now I just fell like talking to her. She's interesting.
"So, now you're desperate?" I ask with a smirk and I hear her take a deep breath.
"No and I'll never be..." We will see about that.
"I just don't have a thing for fuckboys... Now mr. Styles can you give me your phone number?" Told you she's different and for some reason I can't get enough of her.
"Well that hurts my feelings" I say touching my heart as she rolled her brown eyes. I gave her my phone number as she put it down in her phone. After that she just put her phone down and scribbled on her notebook... I must say she looked cute.. Shut up Harry don't say that!.
"Ok, so, I'm not coming to your house nor are you coming so w-" I stop her before she could say the rest.
"Why?" I ask in confusion.
"Oh, styles don't acted the innocent one.... What I've seen you've been distracting me during the whole hour... So, you can half of the sheet and I'll do the other half" some reason that turned me on... Shit. And just when I was going to answer the bells rings and she leaves with Hannah.
"Harry! Is she your next one?" Louis says as he wraps an arm around my shoulder.
"I don't know man... She's tough to handle... She's different from the other desperate ones... She even left me speechless" I say as they chuckle. We got our things and headed home. Getting in my roll Royce I see Rosalie on the phone as she sat in the bench. She look stressed or annoyed one of them... She sighs and ends the call then she starts walking. I turn my engine on and this is my chance to see where she lives that's if she's walking home. Driving behind her she notice that someone is following her, so why not just give her a drive?. Going beside her I roll my window down.
"Hello Rosie," she groan and roll her eyes.
"Why are you stalking me Styles?" I chuckles at her words.
"Sorry that I live by this area" she stopped dead in her tracks and look at me.
"Seriously?" I nod.
"Ahh... Ok then go home then no one is asking you to stay with me.." she says walking ahead. I groan and how difficult this girl is.
"Why are you like that to me? What did I do to you?" I say with annoyed voice. She chuckles as she shakes her head.
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Mr. Popular guy [COMPLETED]
FanficRosalie has moved to a new school. The thing she doesn't know is lots more drama happens, like talking to the famous "badboy" or finding out about new things that will break her into million pieces. But guess what? The bad-boy will be there through...