Chapter 21

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Ella's POV

Before the words had even left the teachers mouth, I already knew where I'd be seated. Yeah you guessed it, next to Harry Styles. The smug look on his face as she read out the new seating plan made me want to slap him and storm out the room as am far as u could from him. After what had happened, he now made my skin crawl and just looking at him made me picture what Niall's expression would resemble when he found out what had happened. I wanted I tell him so badly but I knew if I did our friendship would end right there.

As I sat down in my seat, I felt a hot breath on my ear, and after turning my head to discover where the warm air was coming from, I realised it was harry breathing onto my neck, a bit too close for comfort.

"What do you think you're doing?" I muttered so only he could hear, as Niall was sat in front of me, and I was terrified that at any point he would turn around, and observe the peculiar scene occurring behind him. Luckily we were at the back of the class in the corner so no one would see what Harry was doing and go and tell Niall.

After a minute or two longer, he then moved away, and the slightly red patch where he had been breathing so heavily, began to cool and reduce in colour. Just as I began to start the work that the teacher had set for us, I felt a large hand on my thigh, rather uncomfortably moving higher. Coughing slightly, I looked up to see Harry with a grin on his face, clearly happy with my reaction from his touch. "Get off now!" I whisper shouted, however his had stayed situated on my leg. I tried to whack his hand away but it stayed put and didn't move. I quickly decided that the only solution would be to leave the room, so quickly raising my hand, I asked to go to the nurse, as I had a 'tummy bug' which she happily obliged to and let me go.

Before Harry could touch me anymore and make me feel uncomfortable I ran out of the room and into the girls bathroom, where I quickly made my way into one of the stalls and locked the door behind me and sat on the toilet as I began to cry at this huge mess that had been created.

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