Fire (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 33

“What about Friday?” I asked.

“I can’t to Friday, I have a driving lesson.” Aubrey interjected.

“Saturday?” I suggested.

“That works for me.” Beau said. Aubrey sat in silence looking up for a couple of seconds before replying.

“I could probably do that, yeah.” She confirmed after an unnecessary silence.

“Okay, cool. You’re inviting people though because I literally know nobody…” I stated, they both looked at me and nodded. I stood up from our table and grabbed my bag off of the floor.

“Okay, see you tomorrow guys.” I was glad it was near the end of the week, I couldn’t wait to relax…although I didn’t know how relaxing a party with these two would be. I walked out of the room and heard the ramblings of the two mad girls I had left behind.

“Nope, Steve Tyler’s mouth is bigger. Google it.” Aubrey declared, that’s when I decided to zone out, and put my earphones in.

***

I walked along the crowded paths on the way out of school, dodging all the other students as I did. The walk up to the school gates was long, and was not made easy by the wet mud surrounding all of the paths. It was unusually cold for this time of year, this morning a thin layer of frost covered the ground. I wore my thick khaki raincoat, accompanied with my blue beanie to try and ease the sharp pinch of the freeze.

I barely noticed the large crowd of boys who I walked into, due to the blaring music of my headphones, and my eagerness to avoid eye contact with any of the other students. I hit my head on one of the tall boys elbows. I flinched automatically, stumbling back a little. The boy sniggered, gaining the attention of his friends as they all began to crowd around me.

“You alright love?” The boy asked me in a typical cockney accent.

“Yeah, sorry.” I said, placing my earphone back in my ear. I continued to walk forwards before feeling a hand wrap around my arm. I whipped my head around to face the tall and slightly menacing boy. His hand was huge, almost completely encompassing my arm. I looked at him, stunned, my mouth slightly agape at his abrupt actions. We were only just off school property, there were people everywhere, this must count as some form of assault.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I spat; taking advantage of some of the sass I had seen Aubrey and Beau deal. The boys simultaneously made an ostinato of incomprehensible whooping noises. I raised an eyebrow at all of them, surprised at their immaturity.

“Calm down babe.” The same boy chortled. He obnoxiously chewed on his gum. I tried to retain a calm persona, although disgusted at the group of boys in front of me.

“Babe? I don’t think so.” I said, ripping my arm from the boys grasp and hurriedly walking away, turning my back and hunching my shoulders, I tried to move fast, although not run. I was aware of one of the boys trying to catch up with me, but I kept walking none the less. Just as he was on my heels, I turned around as fast as I could and delivered a swift left hook to his face. The tall, dominating male fell backwards onto the cold surface of the ground, his friends jumped up and down behind him, laughing hysterically as I loomed over his damaged form in absolute disgust.

“Girls are stronger than they seem, eh?” I said before turning hastily, once again placing my earphone in my ear, and walking home. I looked at my fist, a purplish bruise already forming on my knuckles. I shook it off lightly and carried on walking, happily bobbing along to the beat of Queen bellowing in my ears.

***

“I’m almost on my street.” I said down the phone to Harry. He called me everyday after school, just to ask if I was okay. I found it utterly adorable at his almost constant eagerness to know that I was safe, I’m sure that had he have been there when those group of boys were around, several of them would be in wheelchairs by now.