Finish Line // harrystyles

dos

-margaux-

"Hi, Harry," I say with a smile. He smiles back and is still standing beside my desk. "Mr. Styles, please take a seat," Mr. Biggs says. He grunts and walks over to his friends to sit. People start to whisper about who I am, but I just blow it off.

"Ms. Olive, would you like to tell us who the 25th president of the United States was, if you know who he is," Mr. Biggs asks. I sit and think for a second. "William McKinley," I say in a questioning tone. I think that's the answer. He nods in agreement and I sigh in relief.

I look back at Harry and he looks at me as if he's impressed. I smile and turn back around for the rest of the class. This is gonna be boring.

Class is finally over and I head over to my locker. I put my stuff away and get my stuff for my next class. I shut my locker, and Harry is standing there. I jump and Harry starts to laugh at me.

"Oh shut up you scared me!" I say hitting him with my books. He laughs and walks with me to class. Did I mention that we have all of the same classes? Yeah, we've had the same classes for a while and he just started talking to me.

"Well, before I got hit by your painfully large books, I was gonna ask you if you would like to sit with my friends and me at lunch today," he asks stuttering a bit. Aw he's nervous. It's so cute.

I nod in agreement and he smiles cheekily at me. We continue to walk into class and I bump into someone. "Watch it, skank!" She spats at me. I look up and I bumped into Amy. Ugh I hate her. I glare at her and continue walking,

"Don't worry about her. It's not true," Harry says rubbing my back. I immediately felt comfort. We reached the class and started learning until we were mind fucked.

It was time for lunch and I was feeling nervous. Usually, I just sat with Ange and her boyfriend in a corner, but this time I'm sitting in the middle of the lunchroom with the most popular people in school, who I happen to not know.

I tense up and Harry notices. "Hey, it's gonna be okay. They're cool lads, I'm sure that they'll love you," he says with a smile. I smile nervously as we walk into the lunchroom. We get our food and start walking.

People starting staring at me and whispering amongst their friends, and I felt really awkward. I hating being stared at. We reach the table, and Harry sits down. I was about to sit down, when that hoe Amy comes and bumps me out of the way to sit next to Harry.

"Was that fucking necessary?" Harry asks Amy clearly annoyed by her. She evilly smirks at me and I sit on the other side of him. "So, this is Margaux, my friend," Harry says. I smile and feel a bit more comfortable.

"That's Zayn, Louis, Niall, and Liam," he says to pointing to the boys. Each one of them was pretty attractive, if I do say so. They all wave and say hi and stuff, and I do the same.

We start up a conversation and these boys are actually really funny. I laugh around with them and they laugh, too. Louis starts throwing carrots at me and I look at him. 

"If you throw one more carrot at me, I will stuff it up your nose till it gives you brain damage," I say trying not to laugh. The boys burst out laughing and I eventually start laughing.

"Harry, can we keep her?" Zayn asks. I laugh again, and I feel an intense glare at me. I look around and, of course, it's Amy. I smirk at her and continue my conversation with the boys.

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The rest of the day was a blur as I kept hanging out with the boys. I kept on recieving death glares from Amy. I seriously don't get her. She was almost literally clinging onto Hary, but he kept on pushing her away. Awh, how sweet.