Protecting Emily

Chapter 9

Happy twentieth birthday Liam James Payne!!!! SOBBING!!!

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So...this happened :D

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One week. That’s how long I lasted being Harry’s friend. Pathetic.

We were in science class when I gave in. He was sitting in the seat in front of me in the next row.

He was leaned back, listening to the lecture while I was checking him out.

God Emily you’re stupid.

Harry was wearing a black tee shirt and black basketball shorts.

His legs, I could not get enough of.

“Emily.”

I snapped back.

“Huh?”

“What’s the answer?” the teacher crossed his arms.

I hesitated.

God Emily pay attention!

After a moment of silence Harry turned to be, bright green eyes.

Oh God.

“Emily…the answer please?” He asked again.

I squinted at the board.

My eyes averted to Harry again.

“Two.” He mouthed.

“Um…two?” I winced.

“No. It’s four. Now can anyone tell me why it’s four?” He turned back around.

“F*ck you.” I mouthed to Harry.

“Anytime.” He mouthed back and winked.

I crinkled my nose.

Pig.

Once the bell rang I booked it outta there.

“You were checking me out weren’t you?” Harry smirked, somehow catching up to me.

“No.” I hissed.

“Rubbish.” He shooed me off.

“What?” I halted.

“Right. Still catching onto British terms. Like um…bullshit.”

I rolled my eyes at him.

“Coming to lunch?” I asked, spinning in my locker combination.

“Why? You want me to?” He leaned against the lockers.

“Guess not.” I shrugged.

I closed my locker.

“Sure you don’t. Be there soon.” He nodded, pecked my lips, and went off.

That boy’s got to stop kissing me! That’s the eleventh time he’s kissed me this week!

And yes I’ve been counting!

Oh my God! We were friends with benefits.

I’ve never had that before…

I walked to my tree which was now crowded already.

“Move.” I wedged between Zayn and Liam.

“What’s up Em?” Zayn asked.