Chapter 2
[RILEY]
I walk out the classroom with my jaw dropped. Kurt rushes up beside me and notices my expression.
"What did I miss?" Kurt says casually. I peer my head towards him slowly with my jaw still dropped.
"Did you not see what just happened." I say looking up at him. I shakes his head.
"No why? Oh wait, did Sarah jump in your face again? If she did I wouldn't be surprised. I told you that you should just punch her in the jaw next time she does that-"
"No, you idiot! I'm not talking about Sarah, I'm talking about Harry!" I scream a little too loudly. People around me turn and give me weird looks.
"What happened with Harry? Did he kiss Sarah again, I swear she is such a little hoe-"
"KURT!" I scream. Now people are really staring at me.
"Okay okay, I'll stop." He says motioning his hands towards his chest.
"Well... HARRY JUST SPOKE TO ME!" I say loudly while jumping up and down.
"Wait. Are you serious? When we get home we are so putting this in your scrapbook!" He says with enthusiasm. I take his hand and squeeze it tight. I can barely breath. It took him 3 years to finally speak to me. THREE YEARS! I can feel my heart racing at an incredible pace. It feels as if I'm about to go into a cardiac arrest but I continue to banter on about Harry and I,
"He's my partner for the project AND he gave me his number!" I say a little too overly excited.
"Well, I mean he kind of had to give you his number," He says totally ruining my mood. "This bitch thought she was special." he laughs. I punch him in the arm and he whimpers from the pain.
"You're such a jerk." I snort.
I think to myself about what I was going to say to Harry when I texted him. I've been waiting for this day for years and I can't wait to get out of school and text the night away. For some reason I begin to feel like a fourth grader talking about her little crush.
"Okay well since you wanted to go ahead and start daydreaming on me now." He begins, "Don't go start singing 'I can hear the bells' from Hairspray." Kurt says sarcastically.
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8:43 p.m.
I sit and stare at the numbers on the small piece of paper in front of me. I re-read the digits over and over, debating weather or not it's too early to text Harry. I've never felt so nervous before. It feels like my stomach is tossing and turning and the only thing I can do about is sit back and feel the pain. I look at my phone, then back at the number, then back to the phone and back at the number. A headache begins to appear in my brain, so I frantically text Kurt.
Me: Help Me!
Me: I'm freaking out over here.
Me: I can't do it
Me: I've proven myself unworthy
Me: Kurt I know you're reading this...
Me: You're on your phone like 24/7
Me: Answer me you little hoe!
Kurt: What do you want?
Me: I can't text Harry
Me: I'm too nervous
Kurt: Ugh
Me: What am I supposed to say?
Me: I feel as if I'm going to fuck up everything
Kurt: Well, there's nothing to fuck up
Kurt: You guys just met
Kurt: And if you don't text him, I will do it for you
Me: Fine. Sometimes, I don't like you
I put my phone down and examine the number once more before taking a deep breath in and begin typing in the digits on my iPhone. My brain struggles to find the correct words to use as I type in sentences then immediately delete them after thinking about it. I don't know what to say and I certainly don't want to come off awkward, nor clingy. So I go with the most casual introduction there can be.
Me: Hey
I sit and wait patiently for the iMessage to deliver. No less than 20 seconds later the iMessage says 'Read at 8:52' I squirm on my bed as the bubble pops up showing that Harry is typing.
555-475: Who is this?
Me: Uh, Riley.
555-475: Sorry, Riley who?
Me: Riley Summers, I'm your partner for the project
555-475: Oh right!
555-475: Sorry, I'm really bad with names.
Me: It's okay
Me: So are we going to plan a day this week when we can meet up for this project?
Harry: Yeah sure why not.
Me: Okay good, What about tomorrow?
Harry: Sorry, I can't. I have plans tomorrow
Me: Wednesday?
Harry: Busy... Again :/
Me: Well how about Thursday?
Harry: I think I might actually be free on Thursday.
Me: Okay, That's great!
Harry: Yup
Harry: Okay so text me your address later. I'll pick you up at your house and drive you to my place.
Me: yeah definitely
Harry: Does 5:15 work?
Me: yeah, sounds like a date.
Me: I meant, plan! Sounds like a plan.
I drop my phone on the bed and smile to myself. I just texted Harry Styles. I've never been more over joyed. My blood flow is rushing through my veins, my head is pounding. Of course, I embarrassed my self a little bit at the end but I call that a smooth recovery.
"Riley, Dinner is ready! So hurry your little booty down stairs!" My older sister Stella calls from the hallway.
I get up from my bed and exit my room. I think about Harry while striding down the stairs. The only thing I need to remember that this is nothing but a chemistry project and once we're finished with it, it will most likely be all over.
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So guys, Do you think after this Project is all over, so will their relationship? Will Riley still be head over heals for Harry? Just keep reading to find out. And don't forget to add to your library for updates on my next chapter!
I'm trying to figure out some songs to go with our book. My favourite song right now is A tie for one way or another (teenage kicks) by One Direction and Sorry by Justin Bieber. Maybe you guys could think of some songs that can go along with the chapter and I can create a playlist of them. Thanks xo
Love,
Leah
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