The Boy In The Beanie (Fetus Harry Styles)

Everything Has Changed

The next day at school is as usual, Aria comes up to me and says "Hey we need to talk."
"What about?"
"Harry."

"What is there to talk about? If you want him you can have him."

"No. I can't, Eden I'm sorry for being such a jerk I should've understood why you didn't tell me. The fact that you didn't tell me because I liked him means a lot but I don't want you to have to hide anything from me."

"Really?"

"Of coarse. I want you to be happy and if that means giving up one guy then you can have him."

"Here he comes" she says as Harry walks down the hallway towards us.
"Good luck" she says with a wink before walking off.

"Hey." says Harry.
"Hi."
"Where'd Aria go?"
"She went to use the restroom I think."
"So how have u been?" he asks.

I can clearly see that he wants to know how I feel about the other night and if I even remember.

"Fine. I have your shirt, it's clean." I say trying to grab it from my locker.

"No. Keep it." he says.
"Why?"
"I don't know, why do you think?"
"So I can wear it?" I ask.
"So you can remember."

Harry leans in looks right in my eyes, removes the hair from my face, touches his forehead against mine, and gives me a cheeky half smile before whispering, "See you later, love." and walking off to class.

It's clear to see that he remembers. This makes it so much easier on me knowing that Aria actually wants me to be with Harry, now all I have to do is go for it.

What should I say to him? What would Aria say to him? She would just ask him to hang out somewhere, like the lake but I don't think that worked out very well for her.

I close my locker and head to first period.

As always first period was absolutely boring. I can't wait to see Harry in second period. I walk in and put my books down on my desk and sit, I can see Harry sitting across the room, slouched back in his desk, twirling a pencil between his fingers, and smirking at me.

"Ok class today I will be assigning your first project of the year, yes I know some of you may think it's too early but when you're in advanced English nothing is ever too early." Says Mrs. Alm.

"You will be required to have a partner for this assignment and you will more than likely have to work on this outside of school."

I look at Harry and he winks at me I try to wink back but I have a feeling that it just looked like I got something in my eye. At least I know I'll have a partner and I won't have to talk to people I don't know.

"You and your partner will put together a form of free speech, weather it be a poem, a painting, or no speech at all such as an interpretative dance, be creative it just has to be a way to express yourself or the way you feel about something. I don't care as long as the meaning of whatever you choose to do is written on paper and turned in. You will be graded on the explanation on paper and on your presentation of the subject."

Harry raises his hand.

"Yes, Harold?" asks Mrs. Alm.

"It's Harry." he says.

"Oh sorry yes, Harry?"

"May we pick our own partners?"

"Sure just make sure you pick someone you'll work well with."

"Smashing." he says looking at me.

After class Harry approaches me and asks me what I want our topic to be and how I want present it.

It's time to stop being so shy I know I don't have to do that around Harry.

"How about you come over and we can decide then?" I ask, writing down my number on his hand. "I'll text you the address."

"Sounds great."

"When should we get started?"

"I'm free this afternoon." says Harry.

"Good how about 4:30?"

"I can make it."

A date with Harry, at my house, this day isn't going so bad for once someone I like actually wants to spend time with me and simply be with me. It's amazing how one person can change your point of view.