Some love

5

I got outta my car and went into the school building. There wasn't a lot of kids out. In fact, I was late for actually the first time! Weird. Ever since me and Harry went on that date I've gotton duller and duller. I don't what's wrong with him. And don't know how, but I'm always pissed or in a bad mood when I'm around him.

I went to my locker and put in my combination. I grabbed out random stuff. Notebook. Textbook. And a broken pencil. Whatever. I'll ask one from Perrie or something. I closed my locker and Niall pops up. He looked angry and pissed. "Niall I can expl-" he cut me off. "Save it! Do you even know how long I was wai-" "I'm so-" "don't cut me off." He spat. I was shocked. I went silence. Actually, taken back that he said that to me. "Look, If you don't wanna hang out with me then say it! No reason to play me!" He screamed. "Niall!" "Bet-" "Niall fucking swear! I was gonna hang out with you but Harry told me not to hang out with you because your too dangerous! Plus, he said he already had something planed for us yesterday. Now shut the fuck up! Would ya?" I growled pushing him into the locker and walking off. "Betty." Niall grabbed my hand. "let me explain." I snatched my hand away. "Get off."

I walked off to class. Great now I feel bad. He tried to talk to me but I pushed him away faster than he could even say "Wait," "Don't go." I pushed him in the locker and everything. Wow.

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I soon arrived in class. I went to my seat as I felt everybody had their eyes on me. Once again I was late for the first time. My cheeks flushed bright red. "Late." Mr. Harnaldson stated. My eyes darken. I twirled around, "I'm not in the fucking mood! Okay?! Yes! I know. I'm late and I'm not fucking lightheaded! If you want me to be in detention, fine! Who fucking cares? Certainly not me! Now shut the fuck up!" I snapped. I stumbled to a seat and slammed myself in it. Everybody had their eyes on me. That's when he turned around. "Now Betty, I do-" I cut him off. "Fuck you." I said flicking him off. He sighed.

After he sighed he continued to teach. He started saying random things about math. Finally everybody took their gaze off of me and back on the board. Half of the class was shocked and the other half were laughing and whispering things about me. I didn't care. Plus, half of this class I'm friends with. Like I said, I was always the popular one. Which I hate cause I get chased by ugly fags (boys) and ugly blonde chicks. But Harry is always there with me. To protect me.

"Are you okay?" Someone whispered to me. I didn't bother to look over to who was talking to me. How rude. "Yes," I replied, calmly. "I am." I was calm now. "Sorry about yesturday." That person went on. Who was I talking to? That made me think. What happened yesterday? The picnic. Wow and I was just about forget about that. Wow. Harry. That's who I was talking to. I looked over at him. He looked like he felt bad. He's trippen. I rolled my eyes and didn't reply.

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"Do pages 265-250, in your note book. Now." Mr. Harnaldson instructed. I quickly turned to Harry and said, "Give me a pencil." He looked over at me and nodded. He bent down to get his pencil pouch and got out two sharpened pencils, then handed it to me. I took it and started to work. "Thank you." I said quietly looking back over at him. He smiled cheekily and winked at me. "Your welcome, love." I giggled. I pulled out my phone.

"I still hate you." *Betty

"I know." :( *Harry

I slipped my phone in my pocket and did my work.

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I slowly slipped out of my seat and out of the door. I started to make my way over to my locker.

"Hi." Some girl said. I signed.

"Look I'm not in the m-"

"I know. I saw that you had a rough time this morning. Mr. Harnaldson can be really annoying at times. " She explained. I nodded in understanding.