unexpected love {harry styles fanfic}

Chapter 4

I practically ran to my first hour and I started to do what I could not to draw attention to myself.

The class started a little while after and I pay no attention at all but a folded note gets passed to me from Liam and I smile and open it.

Hey you OK?

I decide to write back and we'll just write back and forth.

Yeah why?

  because you ain't paying attention and Harry keep staring at you every 5 seconds like something happened

oh well I kind of told him some things that was true

can you please tell me what you said?

I don't know.....

please!!!

alright fine so in 8th hour I sat next to him and when the class ended he pulled on my arm and waited till everybody was out of the room so he could say "don't you ever call me Harold ever you got that Zayn?" and so I got mad and I said "I can say and do what I want Harold and I don't Evan know what wrong with you! your mean to me for no reason and the other thing is that Harold is a awesome name even for a sexy guy like you to get that name and if you hadn't noticed that I've had a crush on you for a fucking long time so its kind of hard for me not to keep my eyes off of your perfect body ad try not to look at you while you do the slightest things that make you hot...

Holy fuck! Zayn that's why he's keeps eye raping you ever second

yeah right like he would want that

no really look at Harry and tell me he's not eye raping you

Do I Evan dare to look at him well I kind of have to so I'll just do it. I take a deep breath and I turn my head to look at him and he is just like Liam said "Eye raping me" like no other so I quickly turn back and I write back quickly.

OK OK your right but whatever

I told you

Shut up

Fine

The school day went fast and Harry wasn't in 8th hour thank god so I actually think that he didn't tell anybody that I like him....now that's the nice part of Harry and that's one reason why I love Harry Styles.

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   I open my eyes and I'm in my room and it's too dark to see the walls. Then I sit up and I hear voices and I look around the room.

"Hello?" I say and my door opens slowly leaving a eerie sound through the room.

"Hello.....is someone there?" I say again and I think about just laying back down and not being like the girls in the movies but I just walk to the door and I look out slowly.

No ones in the hall so I start to slowly walk down the hall and I keep hearing whispers so I follow the sound and it leads me down the stairs and it instantly gets cold so I put both of my hands to my arms and I keep going.

  When I get downstairs the voice comes from the living room and I turn and walk and when I get to the living room I stop and I see a tall figure standing there.

"Hello?" I say once more and i see a tall dark figure in the middle of the room.

"Zayn......."the figure whispers and walks forward to me but I back up and I bump into the wall the figure stops.

"W-Who the hell are you?" I whisper with fright as the figure makes a notice that sounds like growling.

It gets closer and leans close to my ear "I'm your worst nightmare" it whispers and it sounds like a guys voice....but familiar.

And with those words it leaves me frozen and he reaches out and touches my hand and I suddenly black out

End of dream

I gasp when I open my eyes and i lift up fast. I'm still in my bed but the dream seemed so real. I look at my hand that the guy touched in my dream and it is ice cold but normal.......it's gotta be real.

I shake the thought out of my head and I look at the time.

2:40am

I groan loudly and I roll my eyes and I was about to get out of bed to use the bathroom but I heard a whispers and I jump back in bed and I close my eyes.

fuck that! that ain't happening again.....I ain't going through that again.....i can fucking wait to use the bathroom.

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My alarm went off and I open my eyes.

What a freaky dream

    I jump out of my bed and I go to the bathroom that's connected to my room and I get ready

After I get ready, straighten my, and put on my uniform....I head to school for another boring day.