I stand up and I put my hand on my back pocket, ready to bring out the gun. And my other hand grabbing Harry's arm keeping him guarded behind me. The smoke starts to spread around the whole classroom but no sign of movement.
I look around and see the students booing at the smoke. I twitch my eyebrows at the weirdness.
"Terrorist! Terrorist!" The students chants loudly.
The smoke slowly fades away to reveal a guy with black hair and glasses on. His face was black now with the smoke covering his whole face. He coughs and takes his bag hugging to his chest before he runs out of the classroom. Bloody hell. I sigh and sit back down on my seat.
"What just happened?" Harry asks looking around the slightly smokey class.
"He's Zayn. A completely weirdo. Always does weird experiments with shits. And explodes things in classes." Liam says in disgust, shakes his head in an expression that explained he was really over the guy's exploding stuffs.
"I think he's intelligent-" Harry starts to speak.
"I think he's a stupid prick." I cut Harry off in the mid sentence. I was almost ready to take my gun out in front of all these bastards.
"Don't mind her..I meant him." Harry tells Liam with a warm smile. I frown my eyebrows asnd look at Harry.
"Why the fuck will he mind? I didn't say him anything!" I throw my hands up dramatically.
"I meant about your language, woman!" Harry raises his voice at me, his face annoyed and anger visible.
"Don't fucking raise your voice!" I point my index finger at his face. He stares wide eyed at my finger.
"Don't point at me! Put it down!" Harry indicates my finger with his eye.
"What if I don't? Just put your stupid mouth to some use!?" I yell at him.
"Hello-"
"Don't dare say anything!" Harry yells at me.
"Shut up!"
"I won't. You always treat me like shit." Harry raises his finger as well. I clap my hands at him and laugh sarcastically.
"Well, that's not a news. Cause you're a fucking shit." I say to him while shake my head and clench my eyes close.
"Hello-"
"Will you please fucking treat me with respect at least once?" Harry glares at me.
"What are you? You don't deserve a single fucking respect from me! Worthless Zygote!" I shout back at him.
"Mind your language."
"Hello?!"
"What!" Me and Harry look at Liam with a glare as we breathe heavily. Liam slides down in his seat, fear visible in his eyes from our heavy glare. We look around to see all the students staring at us along with the professor who had an disappointing look.
"Mhm." The professor coughs, me and Harry turn straight in the seat and look up at him.
"So, you are the new students?" He asks looking forth me and Harry.
"Yes." I reply looking at him straight without any hesitation. While Harry just nodded.
"What's your name?" The professor asks me.
"Woman." I reply with my jaw clenched and all the students burst out laughing.
"SHUT UP!" I yell at them. I didn't even put that name. How I hate Harry!
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Pills //HS (COMPLETED) ✔
Fanfiction"Will you forget about me in a month?" Harry asks with a sad pout. I squint my eyes completely taken aback of his question. "No, of course not. Why are you asking?" I cup his face in hands and kiss his lips. "What about six months?" He asks, breakin...
