The Last Race -H.S-

Chapter 64.

This is by far the hottest pictures I've saw.

Harry's p.o.v

"I wonder how many people lost their virginities last night." Raelyn puts her hands on her hips as she watches people walk through the door.

"You weren't one of them." I stifle a laugh.

"You wouldn't know that."

"but I'm right."

"Shut up heroine."

"I thought we agreed not to call me that. I stopped calling you Mary."

"Yes, but now you're implying it and you might as well say it out loud."

"Alright, Virgin Mary." I shrug.

"Okay, heroine."

"Mines is better." I fold my arms, stopping to lean against my locker.

"Okay, but mines is funnier." she stands beside me.

"Mines is better because you're a virgin."

"Mines is funnier because your name is Harry."

"That's stupid." I use my foot to kick myself off of the locker and I walk again.

"Yours is stupid." Raelyn scoffs as she follows me.

"You're following me. Why?" I laugh.

"because I need someone to talk to, and I don't know where Zayn is."

"Let's find him." I grab her wrist and I speed walk down the halls purposely as she struggles to keep up with me.

"Stop....walking so fast." She jogs behind me. "Or let me go, one of them."

"Look. There he-" I stop mid sentence when I realize that he's talking to a girl.

"Is." she finishes my sentence.

"Okay, so maybe that wasn't a good idea?"

"Why not? I don't care...at all."

"Liar."

"I don't like Zayn." She plucks my fingers from around her wrist.

"Yes you do."

"Oh my god. I don't."

"If you insist." I shrug.

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"Stop touching me." Aidan turns around and punches Zayn in the arm.

"Ow. Harry can your midget please."

"I'm not a midget! and if you'd stop touching me I wouldn't touch you."

I shake my head and I just listen to them argue. Since, it's obvious that they won't stop.

Aidan's p.o.v