chapter eleven.

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June Winter

Harry and I walk through the crowded halls in silence. We know eachother for a few weeks now, but actually I don't know much about him. I know his name is Harry Styles, he lives in central London and he's 19 now, but thats it. Can't stop myself from thinking that I actually do want to know more about him. I know I was acting weird towards him, but I'm willing to change that. I believe that you can find friendships in the people you don't expect it from so I wanna find out if I can be friends with Harry. If I want to change myself than this has to be the start. Building up friendships. 

"You're late" the proffesor brags when we step into the room. "piss off" I say through my teeth, hoping that I'm the only one who was able to hear that. Thankgod I was. I walk to the back of the room and take a seat, Harry following me. 

"That was quite risky" He says smiling a bit. 

"What was risky?" I say looking up to Harry as he's about to sit dowm next to me. 

"Telling him to piss off" He grins and I let out a little laugh. "Very badass" He says on a teasing tone while laughing after. I slap his arm and laugh with him.

"We were only fashionably late, he needs to calm down." I say pointing to the man who's telling this long ass story about how he enjoys reading this boring novel. Harry lets out a little laugh again before facing the old man again. 

The rest of the time we spend in silence again, him trying to listen to what the teacher, with the name mr. Holland I believe, has to say to us and me scrabbling doodles in my notebook as usual. 

This day had flown by, luckily, because I was really tired. I've had 1 more class with Harry but we didn't really talk since his friend was seated next to him. I really don't want to go home, I mean I do but I'm not really into a long busride home today. I should search for a dorm here on the University, they didn't had room for me in the beginning of the year but hopefully people already left. I don't mind traveling, but sitting on a bus for so long everyday is becoming annoying. "June!" I hear someone shouting from behind me. Realising that this someone could only be one person, Harry. I quickly stop and turn around looking for him. I see his tall figure and messy brown curly hair walking to me. 

"Hey" I say giving him a small smile. I really am doing my best to be nice and to change, it is going well already isn't it? I constantly focus on my words and actions trying not to sound rude or arrogant. 

"You're going home now?" He asks me politely. The fact that I will not say anything rude doesn't mean I can't think rude because duh Harry ofcourse I'm going home you idiot. I nod yes to him and it stays quiet for a few seconds. 

"You eh- you want me to drive you home so you won't have to sit the whole drive home all alone?" His eyes lock onto mine causing me to get lost in them a bit. fuck you styles and your beautiful green eyes. I'm not supposed to feel this way. 

"No I'm good thankyou" I say as I think back at when Alan drove me home, that didn't really end well and I don't want this drive home to end the same way. Not that I expect Harry to do that, who even says he likes me. He doesn't so stop being so paranoid, I tell myself. 

"You Sure" He asks looking a bit sad. Please Harry don't look at me like that. 

"I mean, you have to drive about 45 minutes to my place and than more than an hour back to yours, I don't want to bother you with that." I say, meaning it. it's a long drive and he will sit there all alone aswell. 

"But I insist, I don't mind. I might have diner at my friends place, the one with the black quiff from the restaurant, so there will be time between the drives." I can't say no to him can I? I think for a while before agreeing. But if he tries to do something I will hit this time. oh my god June stop being such an idiot, he won't try anything. My mind battles with the good and the negative thoughts about Harry for a while until I finally am able the push them away. We walk to his car, a big black range rover, and I sit down in the passengers seat.

"Nice car" I say seriously, this really is a nice car. I'm jealous. 

"Thanks" He laughs. the first five minutes of the drive we stay silent. It's not an awkward silence though, it's a peacefull lovely silence. I stare outside of the window and look at all the things happening around me. 

"I don't even really know you" I say quiet, sitting up and actually realizing what I just said. I was not ment to say that out loud. I look at Harry who is looking at me confused. 

"What do you mean" He says on a low tone. shit. I didn't mean to hurt him or something. 

"I know you, but I don't know much about you" I confess making Harry's face lighten up a bit. And my concern fades away aswell. I really need to think more before I say things. Harry is being so kind to me and all I do is mess up or saying weird stuff. 

"You want to know more about me then?" He says his frown turning in to a small smile. A beautiful one. Once again I find myself admiring Harry his beauty. He is breath taking, not gonna lie. And I hate myself for thinking about him this way because I will only mess up or be dissapointed. I notice that I am staring at him too long and look down to my lap before giving him an answer. 

"I do" I say quiet, looking back up to Harry who is now smiling even more. And I find myself smiling back. 

fuck you styles. 

-- Authors Note --

Hi!

Sorry for the late update, I've been quite busy with school and all but it's all better now so I'll try to upload more in a week. 

I need to warn for swearing and other not so innocent things that will happen in the future, so if you're sensitive for that please know that it will happen. 

Hope you like this part, if you do please vote (:  Thanks for everyone who's reading along it really means a lot to me.

Lots of love, 

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