The Way You Look at Me (Zoella x Harry Styles)

Chapter 5:

Zoe's POV:

It’s been a few weeks since I started tutoring after school. Harry has yet to show up to any of them, I seen him in my Practical Art class, but I barley talk to him and he doesn't acknowledge me anymore. I like it this way now I don't have to stress over his grades, only Natasha's who I’m still struggling to get anything into her brain. I still use the class room which was set for us because I think Natasha would get distracted anywhere else. 

I walk around the corner and in through the door where I would find Natasha sitting down in one of the empty desk, but this time she's not alone. Harry actually showed up.

"Harry? What are you doing here" I say dropping my bag on the desk. "This is my tutor room." He huffs.  I don't say anything to reply to him. I try to teach Natasha again set her some work and I guess I'm going to have to work with Harry...

"What subjects do you need to work on?" I ask him.

"None of them." He leans back in his chair.

"You obviously need some help if you’re stuck here" I narrow my eyes.  I start with Business since he's in my class and I know he's falling behind on work in it. He sits quietly and listens to me. Why does this feel so awkward it shouldn't but it does. Soon I decide to let them off early because I just want to go home. I walk out the door after Harry had darted for it, to hear Natasha calling me back. Her blonde hair tied in a high bun bounces as she talks. "Zoe, If he's going to be tutored here with me I may have to leave." She tells me looking at the ground.

"Why is that?" I ask.

"It's nothing really just something that happened between Harry and I, that I still haven’t quite forgiven him yet." Her eyes on verge of tears. I have a feeling she is yet another girl that Harry has left broken hearted just like Alfie's cousin.

"Would you like if I just swapped you to a different time?" I ask and she nods.  

"Ok then I'll see you here tomorrow at 5:30" I tell her walking away.

I walk down the path heading the direction of home when I spot Harry sitting on the wall talking to someone on the phone.

"Yes. I will be, look Gemma I'm not that much of a screw up you know, just because you're  in college now doesn't make you any smarter than me... I'll see you at home Goodbye."  He pushes the phone deep in his pocket and I walk on. he must be talking to his sister? maybe cousin? Gemma Styles, I piece together in my mind, I've heard that name before, I think she was a student council member two or three years back. I've met her once or twice before, she’s extremely pretty, really smart. Is she really related to him?

"Hey, Zoe " He's walking right beside me now.

"Hi Harry, what do you want?" I sigh.

"Nothing really, you just look like you need company." He's right. I hate walking alone, I hate being in public anywhere alone.

"Oh" Is all I manage to say.

"So about the tutoring lessons. Don't expect me to show up to all of them just because I came to this one." He tells me.

"Didn't count on it." What does he want from me.

"Are you going tomorrow? because I kind of need to know" I ask him.

"Eh yeah but I'm not fond of that class room." He runs his hand through his soft curls. I've come to notice he does that alot.  

"Fine then we can go to... Starbucks or something." I suggest.

"Yeah Okay. My house is down this way so I'll talk to you tomorrow." He turns the corner and is out of sight. He not as bad as I thought he was. He can be nice, if he wants to.