Outsider

His Little Friend

PICTURE OF EASTON ON THE SIDE//TOP

I had managed to find second hour easily, and before the bell rang. I was walking into the classroom when everyone was sitting down.

"Good morning class! This is Eva," the teacher motioned for me to go to the front of the class, which I did, "she's new here so make her feel welcomed!" He said sounding too happy.

I just nodded and walked to an open seat by a boy with dark hair and light blue eyes.

"Hello love, I'm Easton." He said smiling, he was cute but not Styles cute. Nope nope nope he's a cocky jerk. A cute cocky jerk, my mind whispered to me. I mentally rolled my eyes as I listened to the teacher.

"So today is just going to be talking with your partner about everything you have learned in math in all your school years. Go." The teacher said walking to his desk.

Easton turned to face me, "So are you with anybody cause I have a friend that needs some help at the moment." He asked with a smirk. "Uh no Im not and what does she need help with?" I innocently ask.

"It's a he." He looks down at his crotch. I groan and look away from him.

The rest of class was just Easton talking to other people around and me doodling awkwardly in my notebook. Soon later the lunch bell rang sounded and I left the building for a tree I had seen before. I took out my phone and the crumpled paper from my pocket and entered Styles' contact. I sent him a simple text.

To: Styles

It's Eva.

I look at the ground, a line of ants trailing to the nest. I sigh thinking how easy their life would be. My phone buzzed indicating a message.

From: Styles

Hello love. Fancy meeting up with me? x

I laughed and replied with a sure. I know I am completely stupid for doing this but at my old school I was known as that one 'goody goody' and I was tired of that title. Why not start the change now? He replied telling me to find his Range Rover in the parking lot and I stood up with my bag walking to the lot.

His curly hair soon came into view and I almost smiled at how cute it was. I don't know what it is but I feel different with Styles. Not like with Sam or another boy named Colby. This felt like I already know and trust him.

I hope I don't end up hurt.