Improvements - Larry and Ziam

Chapter 3 - The Popular

Harry POV

After three periods with Zayn I felt like I had known him all my life. He was just so easy to talk to and I knew that we had very similar personalities. Zayn and I were walking quickly towards the canteen to get lunch. Dodging legs and trying to ignore shouts such as, "Aww look the nerd has a boyfriend." Or, "Clear the area, NERDS approaching, I repeat NERDS approaching."

We managed to successfully reach the canteen without falling flat on our faces and bought our food from a very grumpy and hairy woman behind the till. Zayn walked me over to an empty table near the bins, but I didn't mind as I was used to the smell. Halfway through my pasta, Zayn spoke up, "You have a stalker." "WHAT?!" I whisper yelled at him. "I said you most definitely have a stalker at 3 o'clock."

I glanced in the direction Zayn had said and noticed a blonde haired boy staring intently at us. "I think WE have a stalker, not just ME." I said to Zayn. "You may be right." He murmured. I had definitely seen this boy look at both of us.

I chanced another look at the blonde and saw him with a smug look plastered to his face like he had just come up with the best plan in the world. "Who is he?" I asked Zayn whilst taking another bite of my sandwich. "That, is Niall Horan. The schools golden boy." Zayn replied coldly.

Niall definitely looked the part with perfectly quiffed blonde hair showing a little bit of brown root, piercing blue eyes and trendy clothes. All topped off with about twenty students all trying to get his attention but his eyes were fixed on Zayn and me. Smiling slightly he looked away to a girl who was clearly trying to show him the contents of her bra.

I looked away and continued to munch through my lunch. Zayn suddenly went very stiff halfway through his sentence and he quickly whispered, "Niall's coming over HERE!" I too froze up when I felt a hand tap me on my shoulder. "Can I sit here?" Niall asked, slipping into the seat next to me before I could reply. I picked up a slight accent, maybe Irish? "I'm Niall, what are you two called?" He asked politely, Irish, definitely Irish. "I-I'm Zayn, a-and this is H-harry." Zayn mumbled. "Good names." Niall replied rolling them off his tongue.

"Now, I think you saw me staring at you from across the canteen didn't you?" He asked cheekily. "Yes." Zayn and I replied in unison. "Well, I have a proposition for you two boys as I believe you two have a great potential to rule the school once I leave this year." Zayn and I gaped at him, trying to take in what he had said. All at once we both burst out into fits of giggles. "Us, rule the school." Zayn chucked. "Good one Niall."

Niall looked slightly annoyed. Obviously never having anyone laugh at one of his suggestions. "Yes you." He said moodily. "I want to teach you the ways to be popular and give you both a makeover in the process. "You have got to be joking me." I managed to get out still trying to control my laughter. "No, I am not joking. In fact I am deadly serious. You see those twats around my table? They all believe they can replace me. But unfortunately for them, none of them have the looks or the brains to manage that. This is why I want you two to take over when I am gone." Niall finished and I could actually see he was serious and Zayn probably did too as her stopped laughing.

"Sorry Niall..." I said," But I don't want to change. I am happy as I am." Zayn nodded in agreement at my statement. "What?" Said Niall. "I bet you two could have anyone falling at your feet if you just tried a bit with your appearance."

"Niall, I'm sorry but I don't fancy anyone at the moment so I don't need to impress anyone." I stated. Just as the words left my lips, the canteen doors crashed open and in walked two boys the likes of which I had never seen before in my life.

They were obviously bad-boys. You could tell that just from the way they stood. The whole canteen was silent and the boys began to walk forward, glaring at everyone. One was very muscular and well-built with a small brown quiff and chocolate brown eyes. He also had a five o'clock shadow and tattoos sprinkling his arms. He wore black skinny jeans, a white V-neck, black high tops and a black leather jacket.

But the other boy was who really caught my eye. He had feathery brown hair which had a windswept half quiff going on and stunning blue eyes which were grey and almost green in the different lights. He too had tattoos up his arms and I could definitely see one poking out from under his shirt. I wanted to know if he had any more tattoos. I wanted to know everything about him. He also wore black skinny jeans but with a black band t-shirt and a denim jacket. He also had on a pair of black converse. 

He was effortlessly beautiful and in that moment I knew I wanted him more than I have ever wanted anyone in my life.

I shot a quick look at Zayn to see him salivating over the first boy. Niall had seen both our faces and was looking smug again. "Really? Nobody you want to impress?" He asked smoothly, "I think those boys would LOVE to see you two transformed." I glanced at Zayn again to see him battling internally with himself. I knew exactly how he felt. I came to a decision in a split second.

"I'm in." I said loudly. Niall's smirk widened. "Me too." Said Zayn, "But I don't want to be changed too much." I nodded in agreement. "Don't worry; don't think of it at change. Think of it as an improvement." 

And with that Niall told us where to meet him after school with me only vaguely listening. My mind still on the feather haired boy.

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