Dear Diary [h.s. au]

Chapter Seventeen.

(A/N: I told you it would get better hehehehehehehe. Ok enjoy and don't forget to read the note in the end bye)

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DREA’S POV

God damn it.

My alarm clock went off 5 minutes earlier. Urgh, I want to sleeeeeeeeeep.

I scrunched over to Harry’s side to cuddle a bit more and maybe drive off to sleep again, but no one was there.

“Harry ?” – I called out.

No answer.

I rubbed my eyes and got up.

I brushed my teeth, gummed my hair and went downstairs.

Nobody was home. Anne always left earlier than us yes, but where the hell was Harry ?

I ate my breakfast and went upstairs to get ready and pack my stuff for the day.

I grabbed my house and car keys and drove to school.

No sight of Harry anywhere. His first class was right next to mine. When I passed by I glanced over the room; everyone was seated but Harry wasn’t there. Odd.

Literature was my first class and of course, Zayn was in it. We were on the same course which irritated me, I just wanted to slap him or even kill him for what he had done to me.

Every day I would get mocked at, thrown against the lockers and had my lunch ruined.

I hated the guts out of that fucking asshole.

As I was early and almost no one was there yet, I decided to take a seat in the middle of class. Zayn always sits in the back so I won’t have a problem with him… Yet.

Damn it, I had English next. For fucks sake.

When the bell rang, everyone took their seats.

A girl with red hair and brown eyes took a seat next to me. – “Hi, I’m Louise.”

I looked up at her and she was smiling. – “Hi, I’m Andrea.”

“I know who you are.” – She giggled. – “You’re dating Harry, am I right ?”

I blushed but shook my head in denial. – “No, we’re just friends. How do you know me by the way ?”

“Well, “ – She took a strain of hair behind her ear. – “Harry is on the local football team and he’s basically popular around here and as you’re the new girl, that’s how everyone calls you by the way, also as you’re always hanging out with him we just pulled some strings to find out your name.”

“Pulled some strings ?” – I raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, you know… Talking to a teacher or maybe asking someone who’s in the same class as you… Like Zayn.” – She looked at the door and there he was: the asshole.

That’s how I’m going to call him from now on.

He glanced around the room until his eyes met mine. A shiver went down my spine.

He smiled and came to sit next to me.

“Good morning ladies.” – His cologne filled my nostrils in an intense way. It was disgusting, I wanted to puke.

 Louise giggled before answering a shy “Hi” and blushing.

“Do you have this effect on all girls ?” – I turned to him waving at shy Louise.