The New Girl (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 15

~ N I A L L ' S - P O V ~

Blaire fell to the ground, holding his jaw.

I turned around looking at the girls, to see if they were okay, when it hit me.

Literally.

Blaire had sprung back to his feet and had punched his fist square in my face.

My right arm went straight up in the air, and flew back at him, but he blocked it and flew his own fist at me, again, causing me to stumble back and fall to the floor.

Oh. My. Goodness. I bet I look like a total fool.

The next thing I knew is Blaire took this as an opportunity and grabbed a chair, holding it above me.

He swung it back and then forward and... BANG!

Blaire fell to floor.

What happened?

I looked up and saw...

Harry.

"T-thanks mate," I played it cool. Well, tried.

"Anytime," He spoke, shifting his gaze to Laleena and Gabby. "Right you two, just get rid of the body."

"What?" Laleena laughed. "He's not dead you bozo."

"I am aware," Harry stated. "I didn't mean get rid as in get rid, I just meant get him out of my sight."

"Right. Take a chill pill." Gabby spoke.

The two girls grabbed an arm each and began to dispose of him.

I watched them drag his body, until they were out of the room, then Harry spoke up.

"Don't," He spat.

"Excuse me?" I questioned.

"Don't mention today," He said.

"Excuse me?" I repeated, but this time sounding more confused.

"I am not nice," He said, looking at the wall. "I don't want people knowing I tried to help her."

"Alright bro, if that's what you want..." I trailed off.

"Right."

"Have you done the literature homework?" I asked changing the subject.

Okay, so I might have a reputation for being a 'bad boy' but this bad boy does his homework, okay?

"No," Harry says walking into the kitchen.

"Well, its due tomorrow..." I called after him, following him into the kitchen.

"Mate. I don't care," Harry laughed.

Alrighty then. If he wants a detention, he can have one. I'm all good with that.

~L A L E E N A ' S - P O V~

Oh my god.

What should we do?

"What do we do with him?" Gabby asked, taking the words right out of my mouth.

"I- I don't know..."

"We could take him down to the pub, and act like he's unconscious, because he's drunk," She grinned, obviously pleased with her plan.

"Yes! Great idea," I clapped.

I grabbed Blaire's arms, while Gabby grabbed his legs, and we then began trying to carry him down the road.

"God, he's heavy," Gabby moaned.

"Can we have a sit down, my arms are hurting?" I whined, dropping the top half of his body on the ground.

"No, we're nearly there now, look its just there." Gabby said pointing towards the pub. I groaned in reply, and picked up his arms.

It took no longer than 5 minutes to reach the outside of the pub, and once we reached it, it looked packed.

We tried to casually prop him up in a chair on the outside, but he kept falling down.

"Oh, let's just leave him." Gabby sighed.

"Yeah..." I said, feeling slightly guilty about leaving him sprawled across the floor, until realisation came in where he almost raped me. No longer feeling guilty.

~ H A R R Y ' S - P O V~

A few hours had passed passed, and by now me and the lads were sat in the living room watching 'American Pie' and the girls were up in Laleena's room, doing god knows what.

"So, dude I can't believe you're Laleena's room mate," Zayn laughs.

"I just hope she doesn't annoy me," I try to cover up the fact I actually don't mind, but they can't know that.

"Aha, you will have so much to blackmail her with." Louis grins.

True, very true.

"Guys, I'm going to go. See you all tomorrow," Niall waves.

"Yeah same, bye guys," Liam smiles. "Niall wait," He calls after him.

"The movie hasn't even ended," Zayn states.

"I know," Louis sighs. "I'm bored," he whines.

"Same," I begin, but get cut off.

"Harry, can I talk to you," Zayn asks. "In the kitchen," He adds.

"Sure mate, whats up?" I question, getting up off the couch.

"I just want to talk to you about something."

We both enter the kitchen and Zayn begins to stare at me.

"What?" I laugh.

"What the fuck was that?" He snaps.

"What are you talking about?" I chuckle.

"Today. You and that girl, Laleena." He spits.

"Nothing, I was just helping her out." I blurt, instantly regretting it as soon as the words leave my mouth.

"Precisely! Why didn't you just leave her to get raped," He glares, waiting for my answer. I stand there trying to think of an excuse. "Well?" He questions.

"That would have given Blaire some satisfaction. You know, having the pleasure of raping her. Blaire gets nothing." I cover the real reason up.

"Well, I have an idea." He begins. "to really prove you mean that, tomorrow you have to put this on the big projector in assembly," He grins, handing me his phone.

On the phone was a photograph of Laleena in her underwear, in the school changing rooms.

"How did you get this?" I ask.

"I have my ways," He laughs. "So are you in, or out?"

"I'm in." I guess.

-------------- ~A/N~ ---------------

So here's chapter 15:)

Sorry I haven't updated in a LONG while, I've had a lot going on recently.

I know, I know I always say I will update more frequently, and I never do.

But, I'm considering deleting this book, because on the chapter before I asked if anyone even reads this book, and no one said they did.

So, I don't know wether it's worth writing this book..

Idk, I'll write a few more chapters and just see how it goes, I guess.

Btw, still need to edit this chapter, just wanted to post the chapter as soon as possibly could.

I'll try and update tomorrow! Or maybe on Thursday!

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