jerk // harry styles au

Three

Noelle's POV

Harry's been here for nearly 15 minutes.

What's up with him? I don't even want to know.

I'm still mad at him for the note he sent me earlier. It wasn't a good joke.

A few minutes later, he spoke again.

"Hey Elle." What?

"Elle?" I asked him.

"Yeah. Elle. Can I call you that? 'Cause you know... erm... y-you have a long name..?" He said but it came out as a question.

"No." I said sternly.

He can't just sit here with me and say 'hey can I call you Elle blah blah blah' after all those years of him bullying me.

"Aw, come on Elle." He pleaded while pouting.

I stared at him.

He had green sparkling eyes and red lips that looks so soft. He looked so cute.

He's like a 5 year old begging his mom to open his gifts before Christmas.

Although Elle was a cute nickname, I still don't want him to call me that. I like the sound of it coming from him though....

"Take a picture. It'll last longer." He grinned then winked.

My eyes widened and I looked down immediately. My cheeks are burning.

I must've stared at him for a long time.

Oh gosh, I'm so embarrassing.

I kept my head down until I heard him chuckle.

"You're cute. See ya around, Elle." He said while standing up then walking away.

I was left here. Shocked.

My heart beating out of my chest. I bet my cheeks are redden than Rudolph's nose.

He called me cute.

A small smile crept into my lips until I remembered. He's my bully. He's probably telling his friends how I blushed when he caught me staring at him.

I sighed when I heard the bell rang. I stood up from under the tree.

My butt feels numb for sitting under the tree for a long time.

The rest of the day, my thoughts screamed Harry.

It's annoying how I can't seem to get him off of my mind.

I shouldn't be feeling like this. I shouldn't be thinking about him.

But I can't seem to find a way to not think about him.

As I pondered on what I should do, I bumped into a large and muscular body. The impact was so strong, I fell to the ground.

I looked up to see an all too familiar mop of brown curly hair.

Speaking of the devil.

His lips curved into a smirk as he spotted me.

"Oops. Sorry 'bout that," he said while extending an arm towards me.

I was leaning to reach for his hand when suddenly, he pulled back making me fall to the ground. Again.

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A/N:

Hey guuuuys. I'm so sorry for updating so late. Please understand that I have school and I am busy. But, I'll try to update again next week. :)

heynarry xo