A Story Of One Direction

Chapter Eight

Louis and I were on the see-saw.

"You know you're weighing this thing down!" I

laughed.

"Well at least I'm pushing back up!" He replied.

"If I wasn't pushing up we wouldn't be bouncing"

I smirked. "Shut up yeah!" He cried.

"Fine" I said, jumping off of the see-saw when I

was in the air and making Louis drop. He

screamed, making the boys laugh and run over to

us.

"What was that for!" Louis cried. "Hm, a lot of things" I smiled.

"So immature!" He tutted.

"Louis. Saying I'm the immature one. Oh, right

okay" I laughed.

"Yeah!" He squealed.

"Aw, it's time for her tantrum now" Liam smiled, pressing Louis's nose.

"Go away!" He cried, making us all giggle. I'm skipping a day, so they're at school now. I'm dreading this. I'm probably going to get a lot of

hate off of Amber, and her screw. It's going to be

horribly awkward between Harry and I, also my

luck, I have most classes with him and Louis, I'm

even sitting with him on one of them. Kill me now?

Louis pulled me out of my thoughts. "Are you listening?" He sighed.

"Uh, of course" I replied.

"Well, what did I just say then?"

"Uh" I hesitated.

"Exactly, what's on your mind?" He asked me.

I shrugged. "Just, today" I sighed. "Don't worry, Liam, Niall, Zayn and I are here" He

smiled.

"But isn't he still friends with you guys?" I replied.

"Kind of" He shrugged.

"Which makes it worse" I sighed, obviously

frustrated, running my fingers through my hair. "Don't worry about it!" He smiled. As we entered school we sat by Chloe, Niall, Zayn

and Poppy. Niall and Chloe were dating, so were

Zayn and Poppy.

"Aw, hey guys" Chloe smiled as we sat down.

"Hey" I sighed.

"What's wrong?" Poppy asked me. "It's hard to explain" Louis butted in.

"Right, well, how are you?" She smiled.

I didn't know how to reply to that. So I lied. "Great"

I fake smiled. Louis touched my hand comfortingly

and smiled.

"This is weird" Chloe sighed. The bell rang for registration, I said goodbye to the

boys and the girls and head over there. Sadly,

Harry was in my registration class too. I sometimes

wonder why we hadn't spoken that much before.

I made my way over to the door but he'd already

got there. He looked at me for a couple of seconds, then opened the door. I didn't know what to do,

but he still stood there, looking at me.

"Are you going in?" He asked me.

"Yeah" I simply replied, and made my way inside.

"Thanks" I mumbled. I was to polite to let it slip.

"It's fine" He awkwardly said behind me, before taking his place. I sat down in mine and sighed,

running my fingers through my hair. Why the hell

did he seem so cool with it?