Last First Kiss *HarryStyles*

Chapter 3.

"So, how did you like chemistry?" I asked getting used to talking to him without blushing like crazy.

"Chemistry would have been boring if I didn't have you to keep me company love."

And we're back to blushing. Just change the subject Delilah. You can do this. At least you didn't tell Libby you had a little crush on him, or else she would go mad.

"Hmm, what do we have here?" Ugh, Josh. We used to date and he still thinks we do. He calls me nonstop and its really annoying. It was an abusive relationship, and we weren't compatible at all. I hope he doesn't think me and Harry are dating, because Josh doesn't care about getting in trouble at all with fights. I have no idea if Harry can fight at all. This can't be good.

"Hi I'm Harry." His Cheshire accent is just adorable.

"And I'm Josh. Delilah's boyfriend." Harry's faces fell when Josh said that. I wonder why.

"No you're not!" I snap. Josh grabs ahold of both of my arms and lifts me from the ground slightly. I squirm from his touch.

"Let go of me!" I shout. People in the hallway start to look at me.

"Come on babe don't be like that."

"Let go of her!" Harry takes me and pushes me aside as he shoves Josh into the wall.

"Bad move." Josh says and starts punching Harry but that doesn't happen for long. Josh gets on top him giving him a black eye while Harry's nose is dripping blood everywhere. Mrs. Anderson, the school principle, comes running out of no where getting Josh off of Harry and sending the three of us to the principals office.

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"After explaining everything that happened, Josh ended up getting suspended for two weeks, while Harry and I didn't get in trouble." I tell Libby explaining ever detail of my morning.

"Can I sit with you guys?" Harry asks us at lunchtime.

"Sure." Libby and I say unison.

"So how are you liking the campus so far?" I asked.

"It's quite nice, I like the nature and the scenery where students study. It's like a college almost."

Libby looked at her watch and said, "Hey I gotta go, I'm meeting Zayn for the making of the school mural. This year's theme is graffiti!"

"That sounds really cool." I say as Libby gathers her things and waves goodbye.

"She's had a crush on Zayn since kindergarten when he helped her with a dry eraser tattoo. It's actually funny how much they have in common." I explain. Why is Harry always staring at me like that?

"Is there something really fascinating about my face or?" I ask giggling.

"No no, it's just you're beautiful. I swear you could be a model." His face was so serious when we said that.

"Thanks but I just don't think I'm that pretty, like everyone says I'm beautiful and stuff and i just don't see what they mean." I let the words role off my tongue.

"What ever you say love." He says to me, his eyes sparkling. What is with him? Being all flirty, calling me beautiful, love?

What if he really does fancy me?