Freshman Year (harry styles)

Chapter 2

"MARLEEEE" my mom called.


Uggghh I look at my clock: 7:10 CRAP I had to leave for my first day of high school in 15 minutes!

I jump out of bed and throw on my ugly school uniform of khaki shorts and a navy polo. Luckily I straightened my hair last night so it only took me 5
minutes to perfect it. I brush my teeth and put on a minimal amount of makeup of foundation, mascara, and eyeliner, as quickly as I could. I skip breakfast since I only have 5 minutes till I need to leave and brush my teeth. Throwing my backpack over my shoulder as I run down the stairs.

"Mom!!" "Lets go!"

"Hold on I'm almost ready!" She replies

Usually I would argue with her to try and get her to hurry but I'm not in the mood I just wanna leave. I glance and the clock 7:34. Great I'm gonna be late for my first day. My school is about 20 minutes away and school started at 8.


"MOOOMM" I yell once more out of panic. She comes out if her room and grabs her keys. I push the door open and get in the car.


By the time we get to school it's 7:56. 4 minutes. I check my phone and see that I have a message from Luke "where are you?(: " as I'm looking at the text I fall up the stairs to my first class(Abgebra) and drop all my books.

"Shit!" I grab all the books as fast at i can.

"Hey do you know where-" I hear a voice say become I cut it off.

I don't wanna be late so I try to tell the kid off "I'm kinda late sor-" but then I look up and see this gorgeous boy with beautiful green eyes "uhhh yeah um where do you need to go"

He looks at me like he's trying to put under a spell "room 201 algebra with mrs. Smith"

"Oh that's actually where I'm going follow me" I realize that I'm still on the ground and start to get up. He puts his hand out for me to grab and help me up. I accept.

He gathers up the rest of my books and offer to carry them for me. I wonder who this boy is? There's no way he's a freshman but algebra is a freshman class. Remembering welcome camp, I try and recall if I've seen him there, but I don't Remember him at all.

"So what grade are you in I ask"

"Freshman" he simply replies.

"Haha you don't look like a freshman"

He gives me a weird look and doesn't say anything. Awkward...

When we get to class I take a seat next to Luke making it just in time before the last bell rings. I was gonna invite the mystery hottie to sit next to me but I realize I never even asked him his name.

He sits in the back all by himself so I decide to get up and sit in the seat next to him. Our schools a poor school with small classrooms and ugly desks. This room in particular doesn't even have desks just a long table.

Luke gives me a questioning glare but I ignore it and walk to the back. I've always been that star student that sits in the front and answers all the questions, so I begin to regret this.

When I sit next to him I realize how old and scary he actually looks but we meet eyes again immediately all the ice of his melts away.

"I never asked you name" I ask him

"Harry" he says with an award winning smile.

I can't help but smile at his smile. it's too prefect.

I sit to the seat next to him at the table all the way in the back. I had never sat back here. During the whole class our teacher goes through rules and shit. Harry and I keep looking at each other.

With about 2 minutes of class left I feel him put his hand on my thigh. I didn't think much of it till his hand slid higher and higher up my leg. I had never had a guy touch me like this and started freaking out especially since we were in a class. I threw his hand off my leg and he just gave a big grin.

I felt extremely uncomfortable even though nothing really happened. I knew he was probably a dirty older perverted guy who was just held back because he was in this class, but I thought his eyes proved me wrong. apperantly not. What a creep. When the bell rang I left the class as quickly as possible and ran up to Lukes locker.

"Luke!" I said running up to him.

"Why the hell did you get up and move to the back with that dirty looking guy" he snapped

I didn't think he'd be mad. It's not like we even liked eachother. He was probably just being the protective big brother he had always been.

"Well I fell up the stairs on the way to class and he helped me up" I defended.
"Why are you being mean to him anyways" I honestly don't know why I was defending him, but I certainly didn't want to tell luke what happened when I sat with him now that I saw how much he didn't like him.

"Just cause he was being nice to you doesn't mean he's a nice kid" he said.

"What do you know about him" I could hear it in Luke's voice that he new something. After all his mom did work with registering kids to come to this school.

"Okay" he started "you can't tell anyone but he was kicked out of his old school last year for smoking weed in school. My mom said he's had a pretty rough life so far explaining all his past bad behavior. His dad told my mom that he goes to parties pretty much every week and comes homes wasted. His dad wants us to try and help him. But Marlee that doesn't mean you need to talk to him and be his best friend. Got it?"

I nod.

"Promise me you won't talk to him till he improves his behavior"

"Promise" I reply. Even though there and a million and one questions going through my head I decide to keep quiet.