Journey to Fate

1 || Gay parade

I never intended to become the schools most feared girl. But sometimes things happen without reason. Like how Harry and I met, there was no reason for us to meet.
We were polar opposites and our types hated each other. But after getting to know each other more, we realized that there were more to each other. Like how I realized that Harry wasn't  a plastic Ken doll that could get any girl just by eating a banana.  And how Harry realized that I wasn't just a girl that spent her weekends in jail after being caught of spray painting buildings.

Let us take a walk in memory lane.
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After every suck I take from the cigarette, I part my mouth to release the smoke.
These things taste like shit, but at least it helps me die earlier. Nope,nope. No dramatic crap.
It was gym and the coach, coach Samuel, decided that it would be fun to run in the tracks while staring off at the blue sky. How gay of him.

As for I, hated running and hated gym and hated coach Samuels utterly annoying voice, decided to sit under the bleachers and smoke. It wasn't something that i did every gym, but every time coach Samuel told us to run. Pathetic. He's the one who needs to run. He practically weighs about 2 horses or something. Fatass. Hahaha.
Tapping the ash off of my cigarette, i stand up and take a drink of my bottle. Just to lose the scent of smoke.  I start running towards the running track,trying to blend in as if I was running the whole time. Just as I step foot on the maroon colored track, I hear the whistle blow. Shit, busteddd. Again.

"Okay everyone. Listen up." Coach Samuel said. Nope, he didn't see me. Nobody was listening. "Shut up guys!" Coach Samuel screamed waving his hands frantically in the air, causing everyone to laugh. Way to hide your gayness from the school, coach. I feel as if someone is moving closer to me from behind. "Ok guys. When you hear the whistle, make sure to run fast like a tiger.  Arr!" Coach Samuel roars. Wtf is wrong with this guy.

Coach Samuel continues explaining but I couldn't really concentrate cause the person that was moving closer to me was right next to me now. I don't know who he is though,since i refuse to look at him. His arm is brushed against mine. Wow, he's got big arms. Aren't we only like, 16 or something?

"Can you please tell me why our coach acts like he just came out of a gay parade?" He whispers. I recognize his voice immediately. From class, from the hallways and even from the parking lot. He my friend, was the schools most wanted boy, Harry Styles. I look up to him to see that he's looking down at me with his cheeky grin and his big eyes.

"Maybe because he just did" I answer, causing him to chuckle. He gives out his hand, expecting me to shake it. But I don't. Causing him to drop his hand and put it in his gym sweatpants. I giggle at his reaction.

"Im Harry." He says, looking towards coach Samuel so he doesn't think we're talking. "Nadia." I reply. Staring at coach Samuel even though I'm not really paying attention. 
"Ahhh... The girl thats most feared in school. " he stops for a minute and looks at me from head to toe. "I don't see anything quite scary about you. You seem like a pretty nice girl." I smile a fake smile and drop it right away. I follow his actions and eye him from up to down. "Harry Styles" i say. With jazz hands. "The most wanted boy in school. The boy who can get any chick just by eating a banana." I continue. He chuckles.

"A banana?" I nod. " how did you know i love bananas? Are you stalking me?" He asks with a smirk. "No." I shake my head a little. " You ate a banana before school and then you ate another one during lunch and another before gym." I say eyeing him. He chuckles and turns his head to me, smiling. "Where the hell do you get all those bananas?" I ask him."My mum has a big banana tree in the backyard." He answers. Why? He just chuckles. "No I'm kidding, totally kidding you dumbass. The school has a banana vending machine? Is that the name?" He says laughing . I laugh along. " We have vending machines?" I ask shocked. He nods.

"And all along I thought our school was poor with a too overly excited gay gym coach." I say. We both laugh at my remark. The whistle is blown and the coach tells us to jog first before the second whistle ( the one that tells us we have to sprint ).

Me and Harry were jogging next to each other while talking about random things. "Would you like to sit next to me and my friends at lunch later?" He asks me when we stopped talking. I look at him curiously. " Me? Sit with you and your friends? And those plastic girls? Harry stop kidding yourself" I answer. He looks at me with furrowed eyebrows. " My friends aren't that bad. And those girls just stuck around at our table for some reason." He shrugs.  "Thats cause they want to sleep with you" I say, chuckling.

"Well, you'll be there to show them I'm not interested." He smiles his cheeky smile. So i give in.

And that was the day me and Harry started our friendship.

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Authors note:

Hiii. I don't really know if people are reading this, but if you are, please comment through out the book and tell me how to make my book better.

Sorry this chapter is short. Its just because this is the first chapter and I'm still looking for ideas.

Anyways, hope you enjoy this book😄.
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