Addiction. (Harry Styles AU)

Chapter Ten.

After my nightmare got weird as fuck last night I couldn't get back to sleep. In fact, I couldn't stop thinking about Harry. Its weird and confusing and right now I have no idea what the hell is going on. I need to get a grip on my mind. He's just a boy, a boy I barely know yet he trusted me to come into his home, well his house, and entire his room. Wait, who am I kidding, he just wanted to hook up. Well he's in for a shock if he thinks he's getting any of this jelly.

School starts in 20 minutes and I'm already here. Rebecca and I made sure we were early today because there is no way I am getting another detention. The plan is to avoid mysterious, cocky, tattooed and pierced boys who get into trouble on their first day at school.

I may look a little edgy, a little bit of the less typical girl, but I'm never in trouble and I never miss a day of school.

Saying that, I still suck at nearly every subject. I'm great at English and Geography and I love Music but I suck at every single other subject. And since I want to be a primary school teacher then I really need to be brilliant at basically everything. See my problem?

That's why people see me as a bit of suck up, because I force myself to stay in all the teachers good books because I need as much help as I can get.

I'd love to be like Rebecca and her friends, do hardly any work in class because she's painting her damn nails or staring at boys, ditching classes to hook up with random hotties and then still get A's in the exams. But I can't even get A's when I'm dedicated to the lesson, so I definitely can't afford to be skipping anything for anyone.

"What have you got first?"

"urm, English"

"Oh em gee you are so lucky. The sex god is in your English, Maths and Science!"

"Who the hell is 'the sex god'?"

"The new kid! I haven't found out his name yet"

Not this again.

"Harry"

"What?"

"His name is Harry. Harry Styles, and I'm pretty sure he isn't a sex god"

Her face is literally a picture. She's always shocked when I actually pay attention to anything she says.

"And how does little Frankiekins know about the schools bad boy before me?!"

"She came home with me last night"

Before I could turn to see who had said that, an arm was slung around my shoulders and I instantly knew who it was. The smell of Lynx Africa and the look on Rebecca's face told me that "the sex god" was standing here with his arm around me and telling my best friend that I went back to his place last night.

She totally thinks we've slept together now. And she's totally gonna hate me for not telling her anything about it.

"YOU WHAT?!"

"Hahaha! Calm down drama llama, nothing happened"

Why isn't he making it sound like we slept together? And why isn't he mad at me for running off yesterday?

"He showed me to detention and we got talking, he was supposed to take me home but we took a detour to his house and we just talked"

"Well if you just talked then how come you didn't tell me?!"

"Because I knew you'd freak and end up asking me a billion questions"

"Yeah, and you're gonna get those questions later"

And with that she blushed when she smiled at Harry and then stormed off.

My head feels like an earthquake just happened.

"What the hell was that?"

Turning quickly to face him. He should be mad at me and we shouldn't be talking. I shouldn't be talking to him.

"Why did you run off? And why didn't you tell your friend that you knew me?"

"Okay firstly, I ran off because I'm not that type of girl. And secondly, I didn't tell her because now she's gonna grill me about you. Thirdly, we still barely know each other so there's not much to tell"

The humour that was in his eyes from watching Rebecca's reaction faded and confusion replaced it.

"What do you mean your not that type of girl? What type of girl? And you didn't tell her because she fancies me"

Smirk.

"I'm not the type of girl that you can just take home and hook up with after knowing you under 24 hours"

Smirk.

"Hook up? You thought I only took you home to hook up with you?"

"Stop doing that"

His eyebrows raise and his tongue slips out and slides across his lips. Toying with his black lip ring slightly. Eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Doing what?"

"That stupid smirk you keep doing. It doesn't work on me"

"It totally does"

With a wink and yet another flash of that fucking smirk he turns around and walks into class, jumping straight into conversations with the group of boys who always sit at the back of the class. How does know everyone already?

Why is that damn face of his so attractive? Damn him. Damn him and his nice face and stupid smirk.

[Quick Authors Note! THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR 200 READS!:') I know that 200 is nothing compared to the amount of reads that a lot of these fanfics get but I never thought I'd get 100 never mind 200, so thank you so much to anyone who has read this book so far. It means the world to me!

I would like to ask that if any of you can make good edits then maybe you could make an edit of Frankie and Harry for this chapter? or maybe the science with Frankie and Harry in his room? idk, send me whatever you want! it'll be very much appreciated!

You can send them so me on my Instagram or my twitter and please follow me while you're at it!:')

twitter: @gwenllian5sos

Instagram: @5secondsofgwen

thank you again! I love you all♥]