Broken

Chapter 10

Harry's POV

I stood behind her locker waiting for her to close it. She was talking to Chase but I wasn't listening to what they were talking about. She closed her locker and jumped when she saw me standing there.

"Hey." I said.

She giggled at herself and smiled and me.

"Hi."

Why the hell was she so giddy on a Monday. All though, her outfit did say other wise. Chase passed us and gave me a weird look. God damn people are so nosy. She started walking and I followed besides her.

"Waddup." She said.

I couldn't help but laugh. Her accent was so mixed up. It's like she was trying to be American, all though I know she already is.

"What?" She said putting her hands on either sides of her face.

I looked down at her.

"Say that again." I told her.

"Waddup?" She said with less enthusiasm.

I laughed this time out loud. I wish I had an Australian accent instead of English. English is so boring.

"Stop! I don't make fun of your accent." She pouted.

I bit my cheeks.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry." I said.

She grinned up at me. She is really short. This is my chance, I realized. I loved her. I took a deep breathe. This isn't anything I haven't done before. I walked around her and leaned against the door she was about to walk out of.

"So, what about me and you on Friday." I said more as a statement than a question.

Her cheeks got red and she bit her lip. I kept the casual look on my face. Please tell me she's free. It's Friday I'm sure she's not free. God dammit Harry.

"Um, sure." She said.

I smiled at her and winked before walking out the door.

I really think this is going to work.