I won't Give up

Chapter 1- Partnering up with Harry

Whining, my best friend Chandie said "But you know I like good looking guys and HOT too." I turned around facing her putting my hands on her shoulders, shaking her slightly. "Wake up! You used to hate them, and-" I got cut off by Chandie herself.

"Can't you hear yourself. You said 'used to' and used to means the past and past is past never discuss." She said. I rolled my eyes and turned around walking to class. I was about 4 feet away from the door when Chandie grabbed my wrist spinning me around.

"Don't you dare walk away from me..." she said as I tried to detangle my wrist from her grasp. She spoke again "...and, you and I both know that you like Harry."

I felt like my cheeks are burning. A bright color of red visible on them. She smiled "See.." she says. Maybe she saw the blush on my cheeks.

She tugges on my wrist, I looked at her and she dragged me inside the class room. Our teacher wasn't there because he's always late, always.

Chandie and I walked to our seats. Which is in the middle row. I sat down settling my bag beside me. I looked at my left to see the one person I always wanted to see. Harry. He was on twitter. So I pulled out my phone and opened up the Twitter app. The moment it opened up, I saw Harry tweeted something to me.

@Harry_Styles:

@Kathy_Davis You look amazing in shorts. And your hair looks good if you curl it.

I chuckled slightly as I looked at myself. I was wearing a Blue tank top and high waisted shorts. My hair was straight because I straightened it this morning, I had some natural make up on and I was wearing my white strappy sandals.

Smiling I tweeted back.

@Kathy_Davis:

@Harry_Styles spying on me, aye? and thank you for complementing the shorts.

He quickly replied. I turn to him to see him smiling.

@Harry_Styles:

@Kathy_Davis No!--well maybe..yeah I was. Stop tweeting teachers here. I smell pop quiz.

I looked up to see Mr.Chesterfield standing infront of the class apologizing for his tardiness.

After apologizing he started giving out some instructions, we only have five minutes till the bell rings. He handed us some papers.

"So, these papers I'm handing up, are your instruction papers. You all need to partner up with the person on your left and do a report or interview, with the person of your choice.. but no you're not allowed to interview other students here. I'll give you all an example on who you should interview, you shoul interview doctors, teacher-not from this school of course, and other hardworking people you know.So I suggest you all partner up and scram."  Mr.Chesterfield instructed and I looked at my left. Harry, Harry Styles is going to be my partner for this report. Harry Styles, the hottest and cutest guy in school, is my partner. I'm freaking out right know, but I don't show it.

After, calming myself down. A deep husky voice spoke, "So..who are we interviewing?" he asks turning around to look at me. I turbed to him a smile plastered on my face. "Uh.. we could interview my cousin.." I say but it comes out more as a question. "Um..what does she do?" he questioned raising an eyebrow. "She's a designer in Paris."  Harry's eyes widen at what I said. "So you mean we both have to fly off to Paris in the middle of the school year?" He asks, lacing his fingers together and placing his arms on his lap.  I shook my head. "No. She's coming home in a couple if days or so. We could do our report after she's settled in." I say just in time, the bell rang and everyone was rushing out, talking.

I grabbed my bag and got up. I was about to walk out, when Harry called my name. Turning around I gave him a small smile, he copied my smile and walked over to where I was. "We should, do it at my house, and I have a relative who's staying at my house and she's a doctor. We could interview her, so we wouldn't have to worry after."  he says as we walk down the hall way. I nod agreeing. "When should we do it?" I questioned him.  "Today, After school?" I just simply nod.

I said my good bye to him and walked away. He has class and I have my free time. So I went shopping.