"Get up!" Niall demanded. "No!" I shouted back. Niall grabbed ahold of my blanket and yanked it off of me. I growl lowly and wrap my wings around me. "Up!" He demands again. "No!" I reply, still shouting. Everything falls silent and I hear footsteps walking away.
I start to drift back to sleep when all of a sudden, a cold liquid washes over my wings and my face. "Ahhhh!" I shriek and fall off my bed. I look up to see Niall smirking. "You bitch!" I growl. "That's not very nice, Lou." He scowls. "I don't give a shit." I reply. I glare at him as I stand up. "My wings are wet!" I shout. Niall just starts laughing. "Get ready for school or we are gonna be late. You have ten minutes." He says.
Within ten minutes I am dressed in all white, white skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, white converse, and my hair brushed. I am fully ready and I walk out the door only to be knocked off my feet. I hit the ground and I groan. "I'm so sorry, Louis!" Someone exclaims. I barely open my eyes to see that a curly hair lad with black wings is hovering over me. "It's fine Harry. I've gotten used to be knocked off my feet and getting knocked into." I say harshly. He smirks, "Glad you've gotten use to it, because I will surely be knocking you off your feet before the end of this year." With that he helps me up and then a black dog appears. When the fog is gone within seconds, Harry is gone with it.
I roll my eyes and continue my way to my locker, from my dorm room. As I get closer to my locker I notice Niall is at my locker. "Hey sleeping beauty." He says smiling. I flick him off and pass him. He jogs to keep up with me. I smirk and continue my fast pace to my first class.
As usual Niall and I sit at the back of our class and Harry comes in late. He sits next to me after he winks and I blush. 30 minutes into class and a little note appears on my desk. I look down and pick it up. I look to the teacher to see if he is looking. Once the coast is clear I open the note. On the inside of the note is alright hand writing:
Dear Louis,
Would you like to come over to my dorm on Friday for a party? My dorm room is 2783. If you decide to come then text me at
(XXX) XXX-XXX.
-Harry Styles
I blush at the note and close it back up. The bell rings and I exit the classroom with Niall close behind. "Wait up!" Niall shouts. I stop abruptly and his body slams into my back. I turn around swiftly and punch his shoulder. "Ow, what was that for?" He questions. "For waking me up this morning with ice cold water and that," I say as I whack him in the shoulder again, "is for you slamming into my wings a couple seconds ago! That freaking hurt!" I exclaim. He raises an eyebrow at me and I roll my eyes, sassily, at him.
"Sorry mate. I had to get you up somehow." He says. I nod in response and we continue on our journey to our second class.
