Fall.// h.s au Short Story

Chapter 2

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As soon as I make it to class, I pick a seat in the middle row. I know for a fact that if I sit in the front row, people will assume me as a teacher's pet and I'll be forced to pay attention 24/7. But I also know that in the back rows, I'll be frequently picked at. I bring out my MacBook and my pencil case and rest it on my desk. Like i would love to drink my coffee while waiting for the professor, but some penis head ruined it. After 5 Minutes or so, Prof. Rosalyn came in.

"Good Morning Class!" Prof. Rosalyn exclaim. Honestly Prof. R isn't a bad teacher; he's pretty chill but very annoying. "Now, Let's discuss Romeo and Juliet. I assigned you guys to read the scenes and I would love to receive some feedback on what you guys think."

 I actually would love to give him feedback but my introvert is taking me away. I don't know why I'm so damn shy actually, like I have friends but not too many, I like to have a small group of them. I stare blankly at Prof. R and another student who is explaining. Suddenly there was a large noise from the back of the class. I turn around and saw the curly penis head. Great, I sigh heavily and turn to face the front of the class again.

"Good Morning. Pleasant for you to join us kid. You must be Harry Styles, the new transfer." Prof. R says across the class. I laughed at myself, Harry has sexy curly hair and his last name sounds like a joke. How many hairstyles can Harry Styles style if Harry Styles could style hair? Suddenly I felt the chair beside me move.

"Hey, I think I've seen you before. Did I sleep with you yet?" He whispers to me, as the class continues discussing. I feel his hot breath tickle my neck, creating Goosebumps. "What's your name?"

"Can you please shut the fuck up, I'm trying to listen." I angrily whisper, pushing his face away from me. He quickly grabs my wrist, holding it quite hard.

"Don't ever speak to me like that." He spits. What the hell is going on? Why is he even in our class? He probably signed up for the wrong thing. He should be going to therapy with his mood swings.

"Is there a problem, Ms. Everson and Mr. Styles?" Great, now all the attention is on us. Way to go Harry.

"Not at all, sir I was just asking Ms. Everson to show me around the campus after our classes. Sorry to disturb." What a freaking liar.

"Of course it's alright, Ms. Everson would be glad to accompany you. We want everyone to feel welcome here." KMS honestly.

 After class, I head directly to the coffee shop since I had no breakfast. That's when I realized harry is following me.

"Can you stop following me?" I turn back harshly and roll my eyes at him.

"Well, I want you to show me around campus, and what's your name babe?" I swallow the bile that was rising up in my throat because of his pet name.

"Don't call me that." He is so damn cocky.

"I guess I will have to since I don't know your first name, Ms. Everson." A plan strikes into my mind. 

"Buy me brunch and i will let you know." I say, turning around and walking into the coffee shop. To my surprise he follows me. My head starts to hurt a bit, so I let my bun out letting my long wavy hair out. I pick a booth near the window and sit down while Harry sits in front of me.

"What do you want?" he sounds annoyed. Boy and his mood swings I swear.

"Get me a croissant with bacon and mozzarella, and coffee with 2 creams and 2 sugars, and oh a chocolate chip muffin." I know this guy wants me in his bed but I want free food and after this I will never talk to him again. Shit I'm smart. 

He gets up and heads to line up at the long line. Wow, he didn't bud anyone. I scroll through my phone looking at Instagram, I text Regan to see if she was fine after her last hangover. After 10 minutes, the cocky harry sat in front of me with my food in his hands.

"Eat." He says angrily, while pushing my food towards me.

"You're not eating?" Well, I guessed that's okay because if he ate, I would lose my appetite and stare at him while he eats. 

I don't know what's wrong me. I never had any attractions to guys before. My mom and dad thought that I was les for not being that normal high school kid who fucks guys. They also thought I was depressed because I don't party all the time. My parents were party animals when they were younger and they were pretty cool with me going out but I wasn't.

"No." he replies quickly. "What's your name?" This eager little shit.

'Lauren." I mumble back, while taking a bite out of my croissant. This is pure heaven.

"Lauren." He smirks. Why the fuck you smirking. You look like you want to fuck me hard. I roll my eyes and gulp loudly. "Are you nervous, Baby?" I melt away; no one has ever called me that. When that slips out of his tongue I can't ignore him. Stick with the plan, Lauren!

"No." I quickly grab my belongings and food and make a b line to the exit like this morning. He quickly chases me. Both of us now walking side to side, going to class. I ate one last bite of my croissant, took a sip at my coffee and stared at him. "Why are you following me?" He rolls his eyes.

"I wasn't done speaking to you bitch." I drop my coffee on the sidewalk and stop walking to stare at him. I should have dumped the coffee on him. My mouth open with shock.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You have no right to call me a bitch!" This little shit.

"Actually I do!" He yells back. He has some nerves. People walking around were starting to watch our scream match. "You have that sharp fucking tongue. I get more frustrated because you don't know how much I want to fucking kiss you!" he is so vulgar, and I don't know what to feel anymore. He's starting to scare me. "Actually never mind, I don't want to fucking kiss you nor fuck you! Stupid prude I'm wasting my time on!" My heart breaks a little. For once I felt someone wanted me, but I learned my place I should have known better. I quickly run to class, first time being late great.

 After 10 minutes or so, I saw the guy with curly hair; the white t-shirt and black rip jeans enter the room. God, I'm already dying. He quickly looks at me then looks away to find a vacant seat that was the furthest from me. After class, I head directly to my next class. After that class, I couldn't remove the smile on my face. Harry didn't show up. He probably missed it on purpose or doesn't go to this class at all. But I don't care, I'm happy I dont need to see him again.

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