One Direction Preferences Part 2

First day of your last year of high school

First day of your last year of high school

Harry: You finally found your locker abd attempted to open it. Then tried again and again. Your locker was being abnormally difficult and your day hadn’t started off as peachy as you would have liked it. Starting off your day with a fight with your mom never puts a person in a good mood. You growled at the locker and kicked it several times. “Having trouble?” A husky voice said out of no where. You jumped and turned your head over at the voice. A boy leaned against the locker next to yours. His green eyes locked with yours as his hair slightly fell in his face. You wondered how you didn’t hear him come over. “Fucking locker won’t fucking open.” You mumbled kicking it one last time before turning around and sliding down it to the ground. The boy bent down to sit with you. “And this isn’t all about a locker. So what’s up?” He asked. You raised an eyebrow. “No offense but I don’t know you.” You told him. He smirked. “Spilling your guts to a stranger could actually help though. Plus, I have an older sister. I know girls like talking out their problems. Maybe not to a stanger but I’m here.” He told you. You looked at him seeing he was being sincere. “My mom pissed me off earlier. That’s all.” You told him. “And taking it out on your locker is typical. I’ve left a few dents in mine.” He said with a wink standing up. He helped you up as well. “Give me your combo.” He told you. You grudgingly handed it to him. He took it, looked at it and opened your locker with ease. “How…” you trailed off. “Listening isn’t the only skill I have, I am also very skilled at opening lockers” he joked sending you into giggles. “Thanks.” You tell him. “Your welcome (Y/N). Before you get all freaked out that I know your name, it was on the paper you handed me. By the way, I’m Harry.” He told you. “Well thanks again Harry.” You tell him. “Oh and if you have any more locker trouble, you know who to call.” He winked one last time before walking away down the hallway. You didn’t realize you’ve been staring until your phone went off in your pocket.

Niall: “No! No! Niall I want to listen to that song!” You laughed as he tried to change the station. Your best friend loved to mess with you. He stuck his tongue out in concentration. He was currently trying to fight both your free hands to change it. “But I want to change it!” He said knowing it would bug you. After about another two minutes he gave up and pulled into the school. He ran out of the car and let you out. He pulled you closer to him and put his arm around your shoulder as he always did. As you guys passed people you overheard people speculating if the two of you were dating. Your face flushed a deep red. You were sure you looked like a tomato by the time you got to your locker number. He looked at you. “What’s wrong?” He asked and you shook you head. “It’s nothing. Just a bit nervous for the day. Thank god we have most of our classes together.” You said knowing he wasn’t buying your bullshit. He went along with it though. You just weren’t going to tell him that people were saying they were together and that you wished it was true.

Zayn: It was the end of class, right before lunch. You noticed that when the teacher gave then time to talk there was one boy who didn’t burst out into conversation. You wondered how come. You had a feeling he was just a quiet guy in general. The way his hands tappes on the desk meant he was irritated or impatient. You congratulated yourself for loving psychology. You knew habits to an existent. When the bell rang for lunch he didn’t follow the crowd but went in the other direction. Being the courious one you were, you followed him. He walked out of the school and into the courtyard. You walked out and followed him. You caught sight of him holding a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it. He looked at you. “Do you smoke?” He asked and you shook your head no. He blew out the smoke with a nod. “Figured. You really didn’t look like the type to. They are usually easy to pick out.” He told you. “Neither do you.” You told him. “I’m just one of those exceptions huh?” He asked again exhaling the smoke. “I guess so.” You told him ans you took notice to how this spot was out of every cameras view. “So this is how you are going to spend all your lunches. It’s only the first day.” You told him. He shugged. “I’m trying to stop but it’s hard. It doesn’t help that the first day of school is stressful.” He told you. You recalled his name being Zayn from attendance. You nodded. “After you are done, do you want to eat lunch with me… and of couse my friends?” You said adding the last part quickly. You were oddly attracted to his bad boy charm. He looked at you in the eyes and took one last puff. He threw the cigarette down and crushed it out before exhailing. He smirked. “Sounds fine to me.” He answered before you both walked inside talking.

Louis: He was the class clown. It was absolutely obvious. He had of course pissed off the teachers on a regular basis. When the teacher sent him to the principle’s office for no reason especially on the first day of school you found it wrong. You stood up and told off the teacher. You were sent to the principle’s office as well. You seen him sitting there. He gave you one look. “What did you do?” He asked obviosuly reconizing you from the class. “Sticking up for your ass is what I did. What the hell did you do to make her hate you so much on the first day?” You asked. “Had her last year. She obviously still has this grudge on me.” He said. You recalled his name from attendance. “Louis right?” You asked. “Yep… (Y/N)?” He asked and you nodded. “Lets just say if you keep sticking up for me I’m going to be seeing a lot of you down here. I guess we should be friends.” He smirked. His name was the called by the principle. “See you later love.” He winked before leaving into the other room.

Liam: You were new to the school and the office assigned someone to show you around. When the boy that was to be your tour guide walked in, your mouth dropped slightly. He was so adorably cute. He looked over at you before walking to the secretary and saying something to her. Then he walked over to you. “Let’s get this show on the road.” He smiled down offering his hand to help you off of the seat. You two talked as he showed you around. When he was done, he walked you to your locker. You smiled at him. “Thanks for doing this Liam.” You said. He smiled. “Really, it’s no problem. Plus, I got out of my math class.” He chuckled. “True. What a dreadful subject.” You told him with the same joking sound. “Showing a pretty girl around was so much better than listening to a teacher ramble on about numbers.” He said to you making you blush. Suddenly the bell rang wland kids piled out of class. “Thanks again” You say to him as he kissed the back of your hand and walked down the hall to some other boy.