Between the Pages

fourteen

Instead of playlist there's just a song I think goes really well with this chapter so go listen to Stutter by Marina's Trench

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"Hey it's Harry right?" I jump at the unfamiliar voice, and turn to see a girl standing in front of my desk. I check behind me to make sure she's actually talking to me. Well I mean she did say my name but, still. She looks at me expectantly, and that's when I remember she asked me a question. I nod, too nervous for a verbal response. Why do blonde girls insist on making me uncomfortable? "That's such a cute name! You know you're in my seat right? But it's okay I don't mind sitting with you,"

Had I any idea that someone sat here, I would've sat somewhere else. The only reason I sat here today was so I could avoid Andy. I have no idea what the girl expects me to do, so I continue my studying. The chair next to me is slid out, making a horrid sound as it scratches against the linoleum. However, an even worse noise is made as the girl taps her nails against the desk. Shaking my head, I try focusing on the math problems in front of me. I'm halfway through finding the cosine of angle B when the girl speaks again.

"I'm Brit by the way," I smile and nod at her, hoping she'll stop talking to me. She doesn't. "That's a really nice necklace! I totally love planes," Her, Brit, grabs one of the chains hanging around my neck. I laugh nervously, out of discomfort and confusion. Dear god why is she touching me? I just want to study my angles. I let her play with necklaces not really knowing what to do. "I went to your football game against Zayn you know. You're so good,"

"Erm thanks," She giggles. I'm not quite sure what's funny but I force a laugh. She's still playing with my necklace and I still need to finish my math problem. The door opens and I see another blonde girl, except this one I actually know. And right behind her is Zayn. This morning flashes through my mind, and my jaw clenches. Brit tugs on my necklace to get my attention back. That's when I have an idea. Let's just hope I can do it without pissing myself. "You know Brit, you're like um really pretty,"

"Aw thank you Harry," She bursts into another fit of giggles. She places her free hand on my thigh and I try not to look like I'm panicking. I look away and see that Andy and Zayn are approaching where we're sat. Time to sell it Styles.

Smirking in Andy's direction, I lean in and whisper in Brit's ear, "I think you might be the fittest girl in this room," I pull away just as Andy walks by, her mouth opened slightly in shock. Brit seems to buy it too, her squeaky laugh returning. For the rest of the period I compliment Brit, feeling Andy's eyes bore into me the whole time. Right before the bell rings, Brit writes her number on my hand. I smile to myself in shock. I'd just gotten a female's number. Because she liked me too. Not like because she wanted me to do her homework. Harry Styles could get a phone number. Who needs Andy?

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For the rest of the day I make a little game for myself. In each class I see how many phone numbers I can get. I felt guilty at first but it's not like they weren't willing. They could've said no, I would've expected them too. It would make sense, I was Harry Styles all sweater vests and books. But as the day went on I wasn't sure that was the case anymore. It seemed like I was Harry Styles, the boy who beat Zayn Malik; and apparently had nice necklaces as I received many nice comments on them. The day was over now, the last bell just finished ringing. I began walking to my car accompanied by a redhead whose name was either Lily or Lilac. She talked quite fast making it hard for me to catch her name when she introduced herself. I nodded along to what she was saying, reaching for my keys as we near my car. We stop at my car and I pop open the boot to put my stuff in. Lily-Lilac tugs on my arm and I turn to face her.

"Is this your car?" I nod, slightly confused as to why she'd think I would put my things into a stranger's vehicle. "Then why is there a couple snogging on the hood?" I walk around the corner to see there is in fact a couple kissing on my car. I walk closer and recognize the two immediately. Zayn and Andy. This is just not very nice.

"That's a very good question," I take a deep breath and gather as much courage as I can, because I'm going to need it. "Hey! Could you please do that somewhere else? Anywhere else actually?" They come up for air, Zayn smirking cockily at me. Asshole.

"Your bedroom available Styles?" Andrea laughs from behind him. My mind is telling me to walk away but I refuse, not this time.

I grab Lily-Lilac's hand and pull her close enough for me to put my arm around her. "Actually no it won't be," I wink at the blushing girl next to me, and she giggles. I genuinely have no idea how I'll be getting myself out of that situation but I'll worry about that later.

"You know what Styles-"

I cut Zayn off, "Probably not but I don't care Malik. Li let's go love," I applaud myself for coming up with a nickname that quickly, it would've been really awkward if I called her by the wrong name. I open the door sand the red headed girl climbs in, slamming it shut and leaving me alone with Zayn and Andrea. "You two should move wouldn't want you to get run over," I really wouldn't want them to get run over. Even Zayn. Well probably Zayn. I get in my car and start it up, smirking one last time at the couple before peeling away. Or more driving away because the speed limit is only 25km.

"So um do you want to like get a snack or something?" I suggest to the girl next to me. In hindsight I could have thought this through. Inviting a girl back to my house wasn't my best plan. While I was in the moment it seemed perfect - simple but effective. However, now I actually have to take her to my house.

Li trails her fingers up my thigh, "I'd rather just go to your place,"

Well there goes that plan. Please god don't let my mother be home. The rest of the drive is silent but her hand never stops moving up and down my leg. I do my best to stay collected but my heart races and I might actually be sick. I can't even talk to girls let alone, do things with them. They should have covered this in sex ed. We pull in my driveway. This is it. This is how I'm going to die. I'm going to make a fool of myself and then I'm going to die from embarrassment. I open the door for her and I notice my hands are visibly shaking. I'm one hundred percent sure males my age are not supposed to have this reaction to these kinds of activities. Then again most males my age have spoken to more than two girls in their life. She follows behind me as we approach my door. Pulling my keys out I unlock it, relieved to hear silence. I take a deep breath as we walk up the stairs, mentally giving myself a pep talk. You can do this. Just be a normal teenager for fųcksake Harry. As soon as we're in my bedroom her lips are on mine. Here goes nothing.

A/N: I FINALLY UPDATED! This is short because I split this chapter up. Dedication to cathartics because I think she's an amazing writer! Remember to vote/comment/fan ily guys x