Knight In Distress

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Songs for this chappie:

Right There by Ariana Grande

Strong by One Direction

I'll Be by Edwin McCain

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"Waddup, Harry?" I greeted him as I took my seat next to him.

Laura was still seated next to Luke, though I wasn't upset about it anymore since I now know that they were just siblings. I mean there was nothing wrong with that, right? Besides, I needed to have friends other than the boys and I enjoy Harry and  the other's company.

             "Hey," Harry looked up from his textbook and gave me a cheeky smile, his dimples making an appearance on both sides of his cheeks.

"Have you heard?" He asked.

"About what?" I asked as I drop my bag on the table.

"Winter Formal." He simply said.

"What's that?"

"Every year the school holds the annual dance at a hotel and it's really fun. There's karaoke, good food, a chocolate fountain and stuff like that. You should come." He explained.

"Yeah that's sounds cool." I smiled.

"Oh, and I heard this year's theme is Shakespearean. Ya know, all those old fashioned gowns and costumes."

"Oh my gosh! I love Shakespeare!" I shrieked.

"I can tell."

"Shush!" I slapped his arm. "So, who are gonna ask to go with you?"

He thought about it for a moment.

"I'll probably go stag. Nobody wants to go with Harry." He pouted.

I pinched his cheeks. "Poor Hawwy." I mocked. "You know if I wasn't dating Luke, I'd go with you."

"Yeah, but Zayn would kill me if you were."

"How's Zayn, by the way?" I asked.

I haven't talked to him since he asked me out and I feel guilty. I said yes to being Luke's girlfriend just hours after Zayn asked me out. I just was too hung up on Luke to be involved with Zayn. Zayn was a really nice guy and a gentleman. Not to mention the fact that he's handsome. I do like him, but maybe just as a friend.

"Being pissy and all that. He spends most of his time doing art now. I mean, he has always be doing art, but after the you-know-what, he was all sucked up in his art. Drawing, painting and that kind of shit." Harry shrugged.

"Maybe I should talk to him?" It came out more of a question than a suggestion.

"That'd be good for him." He smiled at me.

The teacher walked in and we all hushed.

"Goodmorning class," He greeted after putting his things down. "Since your semestral project is due in two days, I'm giving you the period to finalize your work. Horan and Styles, come forward please."

Harry and I shared a look before standing up and making our way to the teacher's table.

"Since you two are partners now, I suggest you start on your project right away. The Hemmings have already given me their draft so I have no problem with that. Since this is all on short notice, I will give you an extra three days before submission. But I expect a lot from you two, especially since you both are my top students. You may return to your seats." Mr. Schreave waved his hands and we both walked back to our seats.