Teenage Run Away ✘ Harry Styles [2013] ✔

Chapter 5

*Monday*

Harry's P.O.V

I looked up from the food on my plate, and glanced at Nichole. She was rambling on about something that she didn't like. You could tell she was arguing with the other two girls. Every so often one of the three would glance over, then sequel and look away.

I don't know what her problem is. She is so prissy and she walks around like she knows everyone is going to give her attention.
Why do they give her attention? It's not like she walks on water! I mean look at her! She's hot, but I've seen hotter. Maybe she's a witch.
Even Zayn thinks she's hot. Why? I have no clue.
Okay.. So maybe she is hot. But I mean, she's to good for me. By that I mean she probably despises piercings, and tattoos and things like that. Growing up the way I did, those things were my way of silently expressing myself. And I welcomed the pain that came with it all.

I continued to study her, watching her every move. I watched as her long brown hair moved with every turn of her head. Her brown eyes focusing on the blonde girl, who was now yelling at her about something.
The other girl chuckling, not paying attention to them.

"You like what you see mate?" Zayn said, breaking me from my thoughts, and my stares.
I quickly looked away and shook my head. "No." I said simply "Never in a million years,"

Nichole means nothing to me. But at the same time, she fascinates me.
Her determined look in her eyes, and her tough attitude.
But what I mostly admire is the fact that I scare her. It means that I have an effect on her. I'm not sure what kind, but I do have an effect on her.

"So." Zayn started "You owe me five hundred bucks. If you don't give it to me by.." He trailed off in a train of thought "Three weeks from Friday, than you know what's going to happen." I nodded.

I bought a load of weed from him last week to sell at the docks, and I owe him for it. I guess I'll have to talk to Louis after school.

Nichole's P.O.V

"Students." A voice yelled over the speakers "Please report to the Gym immediately. Thank you." The voice said. Everyone sighed and got out of their seats.
Me and the girls threw away our food and followed the rest of the school to the Gym.
I scoffed when I saw Harry in front of us a little ways. He turned around and we made eye contact. He chuckled, shook his head and turned back around. Jerk.

"Why don't you admit you like him?" Maggie said chuckling.

"What?! No! Never in my life will I like that boy!" I stated.

"Oh please!" Kristen said in disbelief.
I rolled my eyes at her an we continued walking to the gym.
Her opinion didn't matter anyway.
We found a seat on the bleachers and took it. All of the teachers were in the middle of the room, holding papers. They blew their whistles and the room went silent.

"Hello! We hope everyone is having a good day!" The woman on the edge said. "We have called you all out here to tell you that there is no school for the rest of the day." She said. Everyone started jumping up and cheering, causing her to blow her whistle again. "However," She started "We will take four groups to go out and pick up the trash along the roads. Now don't think this is awful, because this will give you extra credit, depending on how much trash you pick up. Kind of like a game that helps the environment." She finished looking down.

"More like a torture game" I mumbled to the two girls, sitting on each side of me. They chuckled and the teacher at the bottom of the bleachers we were sitting on, looked up at me.

"Do you say something?" He asked, like he knew exactly what I said. I shook my head casually, or tried to. I heard a deep chuckle behind me and I looked back. Harry was about three rows back, eying me with an evil smirk. I rolled my eyes and turned back around.

"Each group will be each set of bleachers." The woman continued "Since that last one is small" She pointed to the one we were sitting on "We will divide that one into groups of six and go on from there." I wonder how many people are in this group.

"So that group, go ahead and go out side please." She told us. We got up and walked towards the door to go outside. As soon as we all got out, I was shocked. There were only twelve people in our group. I guess she'll divide us in half.
She walked outside and told me, Maggie and Kristen, To go with Harry and Zayn to the other side of the road. Crap! Why them? Why them? And I thought it was groups of six! Not a group of five, and a group of seven! Not fare!

Me and the girls walked in front of the boys, ignoring them. It's not like they care anyway so why not right?

As soon as we got to the other side of the road, My phone started singing Grade 8 by Ed Sheeran. Ed Sheeran is amazing, but Kristen hates him. She rolls her eyes when I do a little jig before grabbing it.

"Hello?" I answered my phone.

"Uh.. Hi." An unfamiliar voice said on the other line. I made a confused face and Maggie and Kristen stared at me with interested looks on their faces. Zayn and Harry were standing with their backs turned at me, but I know they were listening.
"This is Jason, Michaels older brother." He said. Oh! That makes more sense .. Wait... Dylan actually told him ?

"Uh huh." I said trying to stay calm, because right now I feel like killing my little brother.

"Dylan told me to give you a call." He said. My jaw tensed up and the girls gave me odd looks. Harry and Zayn turned around and stared at me with their arms across their chest. I rolled my eyes at them. "Why did you want me to call you?" He asked sweetly.

"Uh.." I stuttered. An Idea popped into my mind and I saved myself. "I wanted to see if you wanted to go somewhere tonight and hang out." I smiled proudly even though he couldn't see me.

"Sure," He chuckled "Girl making the first move, I like it." I could tell he was smiling. "Starbucks tonight at eight?" He asked

"Sure," I said sweetly. "Thanks for calling me. I can't wait!"

"Same. See ya then." He said, then hung up. Sweet! I have a date!!