"Sometimes I cry in my sleep, but it's only because I know I will never meet all my fans." ~ Harry Styles
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Oh crap...
I closed my eyes and sighed, this can't be happening.
"What class do you have next?" I said opening my eyes a little.
"Math," He said looking at the class. I sighed in relief.
I went to find a seat and ignored Harry's intense stare and saw Liam waving at me. I smiled and waved back.
"I kept a free seat for you." He said while I was walking to up to him.
"You didn't have too you know that," I said throwing my backpack on the seat. I looked around and saw Harry curiously looking at me and Liam. I raised my eyebrow but shrugged. I got my notepad and pencil out and saw exactly the bell rang.
"Hello cla- Harry go sit down!" Miss. Hales said shooing him to go sit down. Harry was looking around and saw a seat... That's right behind me. He smirked and walked to the seat and casually sits down. I face-palmed, are you serious? At least I have Liam next to me.
"Anyways, hello class I'm Miss. Hales and I would like all of you to introduce yourself." She said kindly. "I will pick one person and say your full name and three facts about yourself then the next person goes." She said seating down. She was looking in the crowd and picked a girl with a little bit too much makeup and too tight clothes.
"Well hello." She said waving at the boys, as in me too. "I'm Trisha Bell Greenwood and I'm a cheerleader, rich, and love shoes." She said twirling her hair and winking at me. I rolled my eyes in disgust, if she only knew.
"Well that was... A nice one Trisha." The teacher said hint of sarcasm. Trisha smiled and sate down. Then she points at me, I instantly got shy.
"Um... I'm Niall James Horan and I love food... Books..." I began to panic, what else?
"Dork." Someone coughed and everyone laughed except Liam. I bit my lip and sat down, what a fool of me.
"Okay quite it down." The teacher said then she called other people and I'm here banging my forehead on the desk.
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Couple minutes later I heard Harry's voice.
"Hello I'm Harry Edward Styles and I have a football team, born in Holmes Chapel, and have a big sister named Gemma." He said and my head shot up, he had a sister? Then I looked around and all too blury sense I kept my head down the whole time, I rubbed my eyes and saw girls biting there lips looking at him. I yawned, when will class ever start?
"Are you and Liam a thing or something?" I heard Harry whisper in my ear. I coughed rubbing my throat from almost choking on my saliva. Why would he say that?
"What are you talking about?" I turned around and saw him looking at me with amusement.
"As in you and Liam together or something? Your gay right?" He said smirking.
"No me and Liam aren't together, for goodness sakes he has a girlfriend! And why would I tell you? You don't care." I said biting my lip.
"Yeah I kind-" We got interrupted by Miss. Hales.
"Do you guys have something to tell us?" She said looking at both of us sternly. We shooked are heads.
"Then don't talk in class unless it's important." She scoffed then turn back to whatever she was doing. I rolled my eyes, I thought she was nice.
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FanfictionHarry Styles. The one with the curly long locks, green piercing eyes, and a perfect smile with dimples, like who doesn't like dimples? But what ruins the whole thing, is that his personality is like ice. He can be cold, but all warm and melted, bare...