Her Highness h.s

Chapter 2 (Not his type)

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Our training routine is simple, sweat like a pig. We run back and forth for like 20 times but once in a while we sit and take a break, because of Jess and her constant whining.

" Isn't this enough, Lilly." Jess whines some more. Again.

"No, we haven't trained our legs yet, Jess" I answer back and raise my one eyebrow at her.

" I'm dying here!" she raises her voice at me and points at her sweaty neck.

" Doesn't look like it." I spit, making her widen her eyes.

" you're going to regr-" She stops as we hear the door handle move.

" Shit" I look at Jess, only to find that she's as terriefied as I am. We hear the door open and steps following by it.

If it's a teacher, we're gonna be so busted. And, I really can't bare telling my parents that I've been skipping classes.

The thing about lying to your parents is that you have to do it to protect them.

I know that they couldn't possibly handle all the drama I'm causing. They'd have an instant heart attack.

I see a figure coming in. He has a puffy, curly hair, a simple flannel and jeans on, the jeans are so tight that makes me wonder, how the hell he even manages to moves his legs in them.

He has nice legs thought, what the hell am I saying. A Guy, that has nice legs? I shake my head so that all those hideous thoughts go away.

" That's Harry, the boy I told you about" Jessie whispers behind me and points at him.

He notices us and walks our direction, a little grin plastered on his face.

" Sorry, the gym is in our use now. So, you know you could go back to where you came from." I rudely say to him, trying to intimidate him.

" She doesn't mean it. Don't mind her" The jessie saviour strikes again. She always has this need to correct my sentences. She steps in front of me, and flutters her eyelashes at him.

"I'm Jess, by the way. And, that's Lilly." She adds.

"Don't worry about it, I'm Harry Styles, pleasure to meet youz" He winks, and shakes Jess' hand and of course, Jess is blushing like an Idiot.

His eyes are trailing up and down on my body, making a shiver go through it. He wasn't seriously looking at me like that.

"Could you not check me out, please?" I raise my eyebrows and glare at him, making Jess gape at my sudden blurt out.

Amused, he opens his mouth;

"Woah, hold it there. I wasn't checking you out. To be honest, you're not even my type." he laughs at me and scratches his neck.

"Fuck you." I yell.

"I bet you want to." He points out, making me glare at him.

Wait. Did he just say I wasn't his type?

This sure was new.