Gadarene (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Five

I guess last night wasn't as terrible as I thought it would be. I did get to meet Niall, who was by far one of the sweetest guys I have met. After the embarrassing conversation with Harry Niall apologized on his behave, which I'm sure he does a lot. After we talked for a while he asked if I needed a ride home which I accepted considering that Becca's "private tour" was going to take a while.

I woke up early making sure I had plenty of time to get ready. Becca on the other hand was still drooling all over her pillow. Who knows what time she got home last night. I thought about waking her, but I know how irritated she gets once awoken from her slumber. 

My schedule was 10:00-11:50  Literature and Film, then I had a break for lunch, then 2:00-3:50 I had Creative Writing. English had always been my strong suit in high school. However I still wasn't sure what my plan was after college. Maybe I'll be an English teacher or something. I don't know yet but I was getting nauseous thinking about my future.

I set my alarm to go off five minutes from now and set it by Becca's bed before I set off in search of that coffee shop Harry showed me. Once I left my room and started walking down the hall I heard someone call my name behind me.

"Oh hey Niall", I smiled at him.

"How's Becca's hangover treating her?"

"Wouldn't know, she hasn't got up yet", I laughed.

"Oh wow.. Well what are you doing up this early?", even though it was already 8:30. I choose to ignore it and smiled at him.

"Um I was in search of the coffee shop actually".

"Perfect that's were I'm heading", he said once we got to the bottom of the stairs.

"Oh was it now". Even though we have only known each other for a day, he was a terrible liar and I saw right through him.

"Ok well no, but now it is". I caught him red handed and now his cheeks were turning red.

After we finished our coffee and I got to my lecture room I was pleased to see that I wasn't the first one there. I choose a seat in the middle next to a girl that seem nice with short red hair and green eyes that made another face blaze into my mind. I quickly shook him out of my mind and introduced myself.

"Hi I'm Lucy", I approached.

"Macy", she smiled and continued to doodle in her notepad. The rest of the class consisted of my hand aching from all the notes I was scrambling to write down.

Once class was over me and Becca met up to go eat lunch.

"Oh my gosh let me tell you about last night", Becca gushed.

Just what I want.

"Oh you must", I tried my best to sound like a teenager gossiping with her friends over whatever Starbucks drink was popular at the time being.

"Gee don't sound so excited", she rolled her eyes. "Anyhow, so once we got upstairs..", she continued.

I kinda zoned out somewhere between what he can do with his hands and what he can do with his mouth. As much as I wanted to hear all the "amazing" things Harry can do, I was too busy watching what he was actually doing. From where I was sitting I could see him walk into  his next class, which happened to be where my next class was.

Please say this a dream.. nightmare actually.

"Um we better go", I said abruptly getting up from the table.

I obviously knew Harry was attending college but I couldn't seem to imagine him actually going to class, especially Creative Writing! My feet seemed to be moving ten times faster then my body into the lecture room. I scanned the room and saw Harry sitting in the back which made me move up five rows. I took a seat and made an effort to make no sudden movement. Harry was like a panther and so much as a flinch could catch his attention.

"Tried to sneak by me?" His voice sent a chill down my back.

"Tried and apparently didn't succeed", I rolled my eyes. Out of the corner of my eyes I could see him put down his notebook and pull out the chair.

"Uh what do you think you're doing?", I looked over to him.

"Only taking a seat next to my BFF", he said in a terrible falsetto voice.

The face it earned from the girl next to him made me laugh. Harry just stared at me having no idea what I was laughing at.

"Don't ask", I laughed.

"So did Niall bone you last night?" If I had water in my mouth when he asked that it would be halfway across the room.

"Why do you care?" I swallowed hard.

"I don't", he said defensively. "I just didn't think Niall had it in him".

"Why because he doesn't treat girls like shit", I said narrowing my eyes at him. I always tried to not make eye contact with him because once you caught sight of those emerald etheral eyes there was no looking away.

"I don't treat girls like shit", he said snapping me out of his trance. "I actually treat them like Goddesses. You know, under the sheets".

"You know everything isn't about sex", I fired back. "And me and Niall DIDN'T have sex FYI".

"FYI I knew that"

"Oh really? How?" He acts like such a smart ass and I want nothing more than to punch him in gut. Hard.

"Because I know you Lucinda Reiter... Ok maybe not you specifically but I know your type". I stared at him waiting for him to continue.

"Girls like you don't want to give away their innocence till they know it's with 'the one', right?", he said using air quotes.

I was glad to find that the teacher came in and began his lesson before I had to respond to him. Mostly because I was aggravated with him but also because I knew he was right.

 If anyone is good at making covers, and would't mind making one for me, could you please message me?:)

 -Jess