Falling In Love With My Bully (Harry Styles FF)

Chapter 16

|Paytons POV|

I woke up in a soft smooshy bed, and lowered down from my weight. I looked at my phone for the time, 6:00 AM. I noticed I had 100 new followers on twitter, and 500 new followers on Instagram. Um, was I famous? Or nah. I then saw I had a few texts from Liam.

L: 'Goodmorning beautiful;) want to go to Starbucks or something today?'

P: 'Sure. But in a bit... Okay?:)'

L: 'Okay babe.'

I got up and went to the bathroom. I took a shower, and brushed my teeth. Aw fuck. It's that time of the month. Mood swings are gonna be happening. Shit shit shit. I got dressed in a blue sports bra, and blue underwear to match. I wore a "I hate Mondays" shirt, and some light blue capris. I got on a pair of no show blue socks, and a pair of galaxy vans (A/N: I actually have these shoes.) I put my hair up into a "Elsa" (from Frozen) braid. To be honest, my hair looked identical. I then put on my Ray bands. (Nerd glasses.) I put on a grey beanie too. I put my retainer in. I walked to my room to grab my phone, then proceeded downstairs.

I was ready to go to hell. Or in other more simple terms, School. I grabbed my book bag, and threw it over my shoulder. I one strapped it. I grabbed my penny board (A/N: I actually have one of these too, it's Blue. (Blue is my fave color btw.)) and rode to school. When I got to Satin's palace, I got off my penny board, and entered the gates of his home. I walked inside, and of course, got stares. I strolled to my locker, shoving my board inside.

I walked to Chemistry, which fucking sucks. But, I kinda like it. I say down in my normal seat, when the bell rang. The teacher started talking and telling us to take notes. The bell soon rang, and I headed off to math.

This class I dreaded. Like, when in life are we going to need this shit? It's like, you're out of collage in a job, and you see your old math teacher in a store, and they come up to you,"Hey, how's life? What are you doing?" And I'm gonna say,"Not using that Algebra shit you taught. That's what." I laughed at the thought getting a few stares. My face turned red of embarrassment, as I cleared my throat.

I hate math, but yet I'm really good at it. I like English the best tho. We took some notes about the lesson.

A2+b2=c2 OR c2=a2+b2

Um, what? Okay. The bell soon rang, and I got up to go to World History. This class, was the worst of all. Harry Styles was in there. I got to class just in time. Wait... We have a test?! I DIDNT EVEN STUDY. FUCK! I got stares, and realized I just a said that out loud. The teacher gave me a dirty look.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

I took the test, and I thought I honestly did pretty good. I wouldn't know yet though. I have to go online to see my grades.

*few hours later*

Last class. English. I honestly loved English. We don't really do anything in here. All we do is write in a journal, and watch movies. Today we were doing both. We watched Frozen, only half though, and then we wrote in our journals. The end of the day came, and I went to my locker to put my stuff away. Someone placed their hand on my shoulder, I flinched and clutched my hands into fists and turned around.

"I fucking hate you ass face." I smiled at Liam.

"I'm sorry! Forgive me?" He asked.

"Yas. But don't do it again." I grabbed my board.

We started to walk down the street, and we were heading to Starbucks. We got inside and ordered. Liam and I both ordered the Nutella Frapuccino. (2 pumps Hazel nut, one pump mocha.) We walked out and back to my house. I started getting all hyper. Because of... You know... And because of the Frapuccino.

"LIAM." I screamed.

"Yes?" He asked.

"THE WORLD IS A SQUARE RIGHT?" I questioned.

"Um, Payton... Are you okay?" He chuckled.

"YAS BITCH. YAS!" I jumped onto his lap and fell asleep.

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No. I'm not dead. Yas, I'm sorry I haven't been updating. But, guess what, I have school. Realize I'm in high school so yeah. Lol I love you bye!

<3Abbie