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"Looking for these?" I hold out Harry's glasses to him as he follows my voice. It me a second to realize he probably can't see that I'm handing them to him, so I settle on putting them on him myself.

His cheeks redden as he looks up at me, "Thank you," I can tell he's embarrassed so I just smile and leave him alone.

Harry seems like such a nice person I don't know why anyone would want to pick on him. My hands run through my blonde hair as I look for a place to sit. It doesn't surprise me that Zayn waves me over to his table. The way he's been checking me out all day is hard to miss. It's flattering and from what I've seen he's the right kind of person to be around. I'd just appreciate if he made it a little less obvious when he was staring at my boobs. Zayn has one of his friends scoot down, making room for me to sit. Right next to him.

"This is Andy," Zayn announces instantly causing everyone to train their eyes on me.

"Hey," I reply simply hoping to avoid conversation.

"You're American?!" I hear a couple people mutter. So I just nod hoping everyone that asked sees me. I'm used to attention but I still feel awkward with so many eyes trained on me. Everyone goes back to their previous conversations, allowing me to get lost in my thoughts. A certain pair of green eyes appear in my mind. I can't help but wonder why Harry seems to be everyone's target. From what I've noticed he tries pretty hard to stay under the radar. People should just let him be.

My thoughts are interrupted when I hear my name, "Andrea isn't it?"

Turning my attention to the brunette beside me I flash her a smile, "Yeah but

I go by Andy,"

"Well it's nice to meet you! How do you like Kitredge High so far?"

"It's nice,"

She laughs, "Great! Seems like you've made quite the impression on Zayn,"

Her voice lowers on the last part obviously not wanting him to hear. Taking a better look at her it isn't hard to see the smile on her face is fake. Jealousy is a hard thing to hide.

"He's just being nice," My tone a lot colder than previously. She rolls her eyes before turning away. Guess we won't be braiding each others hair anytime soon. My mind wanders again, blocking out the mindless chatter of the people around me.

"Andy babe anyone home?" My blue eyes dart towards Zayn startled. "You've barely eaten,"

I look down at my untouched plate and shrug, "The nerves I guess,"

"The bell is about to ring let me walk you to your next lesson,"

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Sitting with Zayn seemed to have gotten my name spread around, as everyone appeared to know it. Questions were thrown at me all during fifth and sixth period. I smiled and answered them with as much fake enthusiasm I could muster up.

I was beyond relieved that I had a free period next. Wandering around the campus, I was able to stop smiling and laughing, and just breathe. Spotting a bench I sat down pulling out my phone. I was already getting messages from the many people that had asked for my number. Ignoring those I dialed the familiar number.

"Hello?" Already slurring great.

"It's Andy,"

"Where are you?"

"School," I listen faintly the pointless rambling begins. My hands fiddle with the fraying edge of my sweater to keep from ripping my hair out. Sighing lightly, I hang up knowing its useless. Seeing that there's less than ten minutes left of class I make my way to my locker.

~

"Styles you should know better than to talk to what's mine," Leaning against the wall I watch Zayn yells at someone in front of my locker. As he moves to the side I see a familiar head of curls.

Playing with my hair I contemplate if I should intervene or watch a little longer. Decisions, decisions.

"I-I'm sorry," Zayn shoves Harry up against the lockers.

"I don't want to see you talking to her again got it?" Harry nods weakly in response. Zayn isn't satisfied apparently because he raises his fist, which is when I decide to step in.

"Your arguing is blocking my locker," Zayn and Harry turn to look at me both equally surprised by my presence.

"How long have you been there?" Zayn demands. I shrug in response causing Zayn to tense his jaw. Somebody isn't very happy.

"Leave the poor guy alone and give me a ride home," I match his previous demanding tone. I gently shove between the boys, grabbing what I need from my locker.

Slamming it shut, I look at Zayn expectantly. "Let's go Zayn," He finally stops glaring at Harry and begins to lead the way.

I quickly mouth "you're welcome" to Harry before following Zayn down the hallway. And I can't help but feel as if someone is watching me the whole time.

~

Zayn leads me to a large black jeep, opening the door for me before slamming it shut. His body is still tensed with anger from his little cat fight with Harry. I study the boy next to me, his hands clench the wheel tightly, knuckles turning white, his jaw is still clenched. Anger is radiating off him and I wonder just what about Harry gets under his skin.

"Are you going to stare at me the whole time or would you like to tell me where you live?" Zayn's sarcastic tone doesn't bother me, I just laugh before giving him directions.

"So what's your deal Zayn? Do you always pick fights with people over girls you just met? Or am I special?" I can see him tense at my question, obviously realizing that I'd heard his and Harry's conversation. He looks over at me, probably to see if I appear angered by his actions. I flash him a smirk and laugh as he rolls his eyes.

"Just you babe, I've never met a girl like you before," Zayn licks his lips after he speaks, meeting my eyes with a wink and a smirk of his own.

"Unfortunately for you I've met plenty of boys like you," Zayn shoots me a perplexed look, waiting for me to explain. "Oh that's me thanks for the ride,"

I get out of the car before turning around to face Zayn again "See you tomorrow, babe," Smiling I walk away from the car, amused by the look that had been etched on Zayn's face. I think I'll like Holmes Chapel.

A/N: So I kinda gave up on this story for a while because nobody was reading it but I love it too much so I'm continuing it! What do you guys think of Andy?? I hope everyone liked this chapter and rember to comment and vote!

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