Love me Hate me (Harry Styles)

Chapter 1

A/N This is the first chapter, it's kinda like another teaser, I have chapters 2&3 also done but I'm not planning on publishing them until I have more chapters written. If however enough of you request it, I'll have chapter 2 up next week. Deal? Anyways I didn't expect to be publishing this this early but why not. That being said I hope you enjoy !

CHAPTER 1

"Wake up!" My mom yelled at me, ripping the warm covers off of me.

"No." I mumbled. It was the first day of school and I was so not in the mood to get up.

"Don't make me get the water bucket." she threatened. "I'm up!" I yelled

My mom smirked as she left the room. Great another year of high school.

Another year of homework,mean girls, annoying teachers, idiots and boys.

Let's just say boys don't usually fall for me. I mean I'm not ugly if I do say so myself, but I'm not of of those girls. You know, the drama queens, popular girl? You get what I mean.

For some reason boys like those types of girls. But my best friend Layla, well she's a different story.

And I don't mean she's a mean girl. She's stunning, with brown eyes, dirty blonde hair and her body is just about perfect. She may be flawless but acts nothing like the other girls, the reason we are best friends.

When we met at the beginning of high school we instantly clicked. We mainly stay away from drama, we just mind our own business.

I've had a few boyfriends, nothing serious and Layla just got out of a relationship with some jerk named Chad. He basically used her for his own good, knowing what big of a crush she had on him. Ass.

Anyways, I got dressed, brushed my teeth and made my way down stairs. My younger sister Claire was already eating her breakfast. She was starting grade one today. "Have fun at school Claire!" I said making my way towards the door. "Bye mom!" I yelled stepping out of the house.

I rather not stick around. I walked up to my bus stop to find Layla there, waiting for me. "Hey you" she greeted giving me a hug. "Hi." I greeted. "How excited are you?"She asked already knowing the answer. "I rather be sleeping." I mumbled.

She just laughed at me and before we knew it the bus arrived. We entered the bus and took our seats. We chatted for awhile about nothing that matters and made small talk with old class mates.

In a matter of minutes we arrived at the place of torture. I mean school. Well here goes nothing.

We walked through the doors of the giant school. Layla and I have Homeroom and science together. It's better than nothing.

We walked to Homeroom greeting old classmates in the hallways. "I do not want to be here." I mumbled and Layla just looked at me. "You worry too much, it will be fine." I'm not worried, more like annoyed and tired.

The school work wasn't what bugged me, I'm actually quite smart, it's the people who cause my dislike for school.

True most are nice, to your face, but the few people who are mean just ruin everything.

No I don't get bullied, it's just the constant drama they cause. It shouldn't get to me, I know, it just does. Boy I talk a lot.

We walked into Homeroom and took our seats. "Is that.." Layla said looking forward. "Who?" I questioned

"Harry Styles" she whispered. "Are you insane? Why on earth would Harry Styles be at our school?"I told her.

"I guess you're right." she muttered and that was the end of that conversation. As the teacher was reading the attendance I was shocked when the teacher read out, "Harry Styles"

Authors Note,

Ooh cliffhanger on the first chapter!!! Updates should be once a week, I'll set a date and will let you guys know. By the time you're reading most of this story (or the whole story) should be done. That's my plan. It may or may not work like that but we shall see. Thanks for reading and don't forget to comment and vote!

Lots of love!

Makayla <3 xx

Question of the day...

What would YOU do if you thought you saw Harry Styles in your class

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