CHAPTER ONE
"Babe?"
I stir in my sleep, but I don't bother waking up.
"Baby wake up."
I feel light, rhythmic tapping on my shoulder.
"Kimberly, love, the bell already rang."
I slowly open my eyes and I am immediately greeted by a pair of bright green ones.
"Good morning, gorgeous."
I back up to take in the full image of the face interrupting my sleep. Flawless skin, perfect nose and ears, and those red luscious lips.
It's Harry.
I guess he notices me staring, because he clears his throat and leans in. He is a few inches away from my face when he whispers something.
"Don't I get a good morning kiss from my beautiful girlfriend?"
I laugh at him and he starts to smile.
"Keep the compliments up, and you just might."
I tease him, breezing my lips past his.
"I guess that was payback for earlier?" He asks with a cheeky grin on his face. "Oh it's going to take a hell of a lot more than that to pay me back, Styles." I smirk.
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"Ms. Stevens!"
My history teacher, Mr. Jones wakes me up from a quick nap. Quickly, I sit up and straighten myself out before responding.
"Yes, Mr. Jones?"
"Had enough sleep last night?"
He embarrasses me in front of my all-senior fifth period.
"No Mr. Jones, she was too busy with me all night."
Everyone laughed, including me, at Harry's joke. He turned around to wink at me, before turning back to watch Mr.Jones' reaction.
"Well, I'm glad that you two studied together, Mr. Styles. As a matter of fact, I read on page 152 of your textbook that information gathered in groups is retained for far longer than information gathered by yourself..."
His voice slowly faded away, as my eyelids closed, and I fell asleep once again.
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We stand up and walk out of Mr. Jones' classroom. High school students flood the hallways, coming from both directions. We stand off to the side when he takes my hand and starts talking again.
"How about dinner, my place, tonight?" He suggests.
"That sounds great babe." I get serious this time, "But if you bail on me again, I will be extremely angry with you."
Just in the past week, Harry has bailed on me three times.
Sunday we wanted to go to the movies; he called to let me know that he "couldn't come anymore" and to just go without him. I didn't want to go to the movies by myself, so I dragged my little sister, Kayla, out with me. She's eleven, so I told her we were going to see a cartoon, but I snuck her into a scary movie and she hasn't talked to me since. Tuesday, he was supposed to pick me up from the library but he left me stranded and I had to walk home in the rain. So yesterday when he just didn't show up to our date at the pizza place a few blocks away, it was the last strike.
"Babe, I promise you that I won't disappoint you tonight. Now give me a kiss, Kimberly. You're going to be late for practice." He closed his eyes and pursed his lips towards me.
I started walking and fixed my backpack to fit comfortably on my back. "You'll get one tonight, if you don't ditch me again." I looked at him for the last time over my shoulder before I left him in the empty hallway.
"I'll be there, baby." He caught up to me and gently squeezed my waist. I laughed, starting to jog to the gym for volleyball practice.
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Fanfiction"How could you not tell that it wasn't me?" He asked me this with his voice full of sarcasm and a false sense of superiority. "Because I loved you too much to ever think it wasn't."
