Resist (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter Seven

I woke up early because I couldn't get a certain charming boy out of my mind. I took a shower and put on my black high waisted shorts and my white Arctic Monkeys T-shirt tucked in with my red studded belt. It showed off the tattoos going down my arm and my collar bone. My hair was tied up into a high pony tail.

There was a knock at my door, I open it thinking its Harry, but it's not. A boy much taller than I, with light brown hair, brown eyes and a gentle smile stands about a foot away from the door frame. May I say he was quite handsome.

"Hello ma'am I'm Liam, I'm your new neighbor!" He says cheerfully.

"Hi Liam, you can call me Abby." I return his smile.

"It's nice to meet you Abby, are you going to college here too?" He asks.

"Yep, what's your schedule?" I ask him.

"English, Calculus 2, and Physics 2." He blushes.

"I'm guessing you're studying for an engineering major?" I ask raising an eye brow.

"You guess right!" We laugh, "do you need a ride to campus?" He asks.

"I'm driving her." I hear Harry's voice say snidely. Liam looks around to see Harry standing behind him, then back to me.

"Then maybe another time Abby." He kindly says and turns back to Harry. "Hi, I'm Liam." He smiles at Harry and holds out his hand for a handshake.

"I'm Harry." He doesn't return the handshake.

"I guess I'll see you first period." He says to me and heads back to his apartment. I smile at him.

"Who was that?" Harry asks as we walk down the steps to the parking lot.

"Liam."

"Well I found that out."

"Then why did you ask?" I joke. He stops and gives me the 'come on seriously' look. "He's my new neighbor." I answer his question.

"And that prick has first period with us?" He snorts.

"Hey!" I slap his shoulder, "he is nice." I defend Liam.

"Uh-huh."

We both sit quietly in the car.

"Harry can I tell you something?" I ask.

He looks at me for a moment. "Sure Abby ." He smiles.

"You are familiar to me, your personality, your looks, everything just looks and feels so familiar." I say still looking at him.

"So you did pay attention to lower social classes from kindergarten to senior year!" He shouts sarcastically. My eyes bulge out of my head.

"What?!"

"You were always really popular in school and I wasn't." He says calmly.

"What..."

"You're still confused Abby?" He asks. I just stare at him. "I'll take that as a yes. We went to school together in Holmes Chapel."

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