Chapter 4

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Harry Styles:

I know Hunter had told me to stay away from her, but there's just something about her, something that makes me want to be around her. I haven't really figured out what it is but I hope I do soon so that I can stay away from her. I don't want to spend any time with her that isn't necessary, or so I thought.

Why do I have the sudden urge to follow her back to her dorm? I have no idea, just like I have no idea why I went into her dorm last night. I took Hunter's spare key that Lily had given him, and found myself at their dorms. I guess I'm pretty lucky that Melanie didn't wake up; it's almost as if she a heavy sleeper. Maybe even worse than me, I could sleep through anything; the school could literally be on fire and I could sleep through it even with the loud fire alarms, fire sirens, panicked screams, etc. I never once thought that there could be anyone worse than me, but after going in there and nearly tripping on a pile of nursing books I'm almost positive that she is. I literally fell over and stumbled onto the floor making a big crashing noise. I'm not sure how she could even slept through that but she did. I began to look around, and I wasn't exactly being quiet either. I really did try to be but I always seemed to be making noises.

After looking at all of Melanie's alarms, I got a feeling that she was one of those girls that needed over an hour to get ready. I wanted her to be late to class, not because I'm an inconsiderate mother fucker but because, well I don't have a reason. I just wanted her to be late.

I was almost certain that she would be late for class since I turned off all of her alarms. She has so many that I can see that she most likely cannot function without them. I noticed she even has alarms set to remind her to go to class at least 20 minutes before they even begin.

I now know it was wrong of me to do that, but I didn't even know what I was doing until after I left their dorm. I think I mostly realized this because my plan to get her to class late failed.

While I was there, I looked at her schedule. That's another thing I probably shouldn't have done, but I couldn't really help myself; I had to. She seems to be really dedicated to art. Besides the fact that in the short time period that we were in class, she got a shitload of drawings done; she just seems to be in really into what she's doing. I actually enjoyed watching her; she just looked so peaceful working. 

She's taking all art classes so I knew that I wouldn't coincidentally have a general studies course with her. She doesn't seem to be taking even one, besides Art 1, but that doesn't count because it's a prerequisite for her major. That's the only class in her entire schedule that I could just happen to be in. I knew she wouldn't be happy to see me but I didn't really care. The only thing is that I'm pretty much just going to be wasting my time in the class since I don't need to take art. I don't need it to graduate since my music classes fulfill the general studies requirement. Yet, this morning I found myself at the registrar's office adding the class. Now the only question is why? Why am I even doing this?

What's wrong with me? Honestly, I've never been like this. It's like she's done something. It's almost as if I'm under some sort of spell. And even though that sounds crazy as fuck, I think that has to be it. I wouldn't be doing any of this willingly, especially since I've never had to do anything to get a girls attention besides simply looking at them. That is usually all it took, one look and they were falling for me. So why is she different? I don't even care to find out, all I know is that she will be just like those other girls by the end of tonight. I could just show up to "work" on the project and she wouldn't be able to get rid of me cause I'm quite sure she wants to do well.

The thing is, she wants me.

She's obviously just playing hard to get. But I'm almost positive that she won't be able to keep her hands off of me tonight, and that's a promise.

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