Chapter 7

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Omg you probably know I recently moved back to England, well my friends fought out I’m extremely ticklish… Seriously I can’t stand people tickling me! As my friend would say, ‘YOUR HAVING A SPAZ ATTACK’. On the bus like I was in the middle of all my friends and they were coming at different angles and I actually laughed so hard I started crying (they still didn’t stop btw) so I got up and sat somewhere else…

 

Midnight memories music video coming out on Friday! Who’s excited?! REMEMBER REFRESH NOT REPLAY.

Chapter 7

 

I’ve been avoiding Harry all day today even though he has many times tried walking me to classes but I never talked or even looked at him, and I could tell he was getting frustrated.

I put my books into my locker as I felt someone stand behind my locker door. Please don’t be Harry, please don’t be Harry… As I closed my locker door I found Jake (aka the head of the football team and probably the most popular guy in the school, not to mention he is the kindest).

“Hi Jake.” I smiled as I put my bag over my shoulder.

“Mind if I walk you to class?” He asked shyly. I looked over my shoulder to find Frankie and Eleanor (that was going to walk me to class) winked at me before disappearing.

“Sure.” I smiled once again.

We talked for a while and he wasn’t as shy as at first, he really made me laugh.

“I’ll see you later.” He winked before running off; I guess he had training as he was still in his uniform for football.

I entered the history room and felt Harry’s green eyes burn through me. I sat down next to him still avoiding his gaze.

“I’ll see you later.” Harry muttered mocking Jake. I glared at him for a moment before getting books out my bag.

During history class Harry still tried to get my attention, I almost gave in but it was just easier for us not to talk to each other.

When the bell went I was about to leave when Harry grabbed my forearm and dragged me outside to the car park.

“What are you doing!?” I half yelled as he let his grip go but still holding onto my am.

“Oh look she talks!” He acted amazed. I shuffled tried to get his hand of my arm but I had no luck.

“What do you want?” I said completely serious.

“I want to take you out tomorrow.”

Quick, lie!

  “I can’t, I’m hanging out with El tomorrow.”

“No you’re not; she’s going out with Lou tomorrow.” He said letting go of my arm, “I’ll pick you up at 6.”

Before I could protest he was gone. 

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