The College Jerk (Harry Styles) -Slow updates-

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

It was already morning and I was up, getting ready for my classes. When I head to my closet, I remember to keep on my Rolling Stones shirt because Harry was going to wear his. I know we are not officially a couple yet, but we can still wear the same shirt right? I slipped on some hollister jeans and quickly did my hair in a sock bun. My feet slipped into my black combat boots and headed out the door of my dorm. I figured Trish had already left, so I didn't bother checking her bed because she seemed to not be in it.

I met the campus and walked to my first class, seeing Liam and Harry walk in. Harry smiled at me and winked, and I smiled back. Liam greeted me as well and sat down in his desk that was behind mine. The professor than clapped his hands, grabbing the classes attention from the chattering people around them.

"Alright." He said, grabbing a marker from the silver tray hooked to the front board, beginning to write. "This is what we will be studying today, so write this down in your spiral notebooks and grab a dictionary from the back." He says.

Everyone crowds around the large shelf full of dictionaries that are like ten pounds from how many pages it has. As I reached up to grab mine, a hand snatches it and I looked down to see Harry. He handed it to me and shot me one of his cheeky smiles. I thanked him and sat in my desk.

Harry was slowly becoming more nicer and opened up to me. Last week, if I was to grab the book and drop it, he would probably go all out and say mean things to me. Now, he's just a gentleman, crazy how much someone could change in a week.

The classes flew by and it was already lunch break, so I joined Trish and the boys at the small medium sized table. They all smiled at me, but didn't say anything because their mouths were full of food.

"So..." Trish said, swallowing her food. "Where are you taking Tori for the date?" She asked, looking at Harry.

"Erm...I was thinking a ski resort." He replied, sipping his small carton of juice. They all laughed and I just stayed quiet, not seeing the funny thing.

"What?" Harry snapped, folding his arms.

"Have you ever even skied before?" Niall asked, still lightly laughing.

"No, but theres always a first for everything." Harry pointed out.

"True, I bet she will be better than you at it." Zayn snickered. Harry sent him a death glare but he didn't mind it.

"I actually have skied before." I blurted out. They all looked and me, nodding a little. But, the dat I skied, was not a good day. It was my first time and things didn't go so well, let's just say falling was in the picture a lot.

"You have?" Harry asked. "Good, then we will have no trouble."

"But what about you?" I asked. Harry shrugged and finished the last bit of his small sandwich and tossed his tray into large trash can behind him.

"I'll catch on, it looks pretty easy." He said. I laughed and rolled my eyes. He thinks it's easy, it's not.

"Okay." I sang and he tapped my arm a bit.

"Just don't fall on her, the kind of guy you are, I know what that will lead to." Niall says, smirking. Harry slapped his arm and Niall pulled it into his lap and held it on pain.

If Harry doesn't know how to ski, then that possibility is ridiculously high. He's going to make the biggest fool of himself in front of people there and me. I'm not going to make fun of him if he struggles, it would be his first time. Maybe it would be fun to teach him how to ski and go down small slopes, even though I've only gone once, I got the hang of it after a couple rounds of slopes.