chapter two

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Tegan's pov

it was the usual boring lunch. The café was buzzing with hectic people dying to get food. The table on the far side was the 'bitch' table otherwise known as London's table. She was the ring leader of her little group and the all copied her to the extreme its kind of disturbing quite frankly. There faces all plastered with makeup urgh they were such sluts. Turning up to school in mini skirts and crop tops I mean seriously who actually has that much self confidence

The table next to there's was Harry's table its where they always sat. Girls hovering round them like annoying flys but the boys didn't seem to mind. Niall looked over at me as I hadn't even realised I was staring he gave me a quick grin before returning to his convocation. I quietly found a place to sat when Louis and zayn pounced over to me and popped there dinner trays down next to where I was sat. what the hell

''your tegan right'' Louis asked and I replied with a nod why were they even speaking to me there the most popular boys in school and well me? Im just nobody im never noticed bye anyone

Before I knew it my tray was being carried over towards there table and before I could stop my self I was sat in the middle of niall and Liam with harry sat across from me. I shyly smiled before engaging in the convocation the 5 boys were having with me.

After about forty minuets or so the bell finally rang. The boys were so nice I never realised how genuine they actually were they might be the most poplar boys in school but there just as friendly as anyone else but why they choose me to sit with them I will never know.

Harry's pov

'' she's staring at us'' niall whispered into my ear before I realised he was talking about tegan why I even told the boys I liked her I don't know. Huge regret because now whenever she's near they will make to obvious to me. Although she gets bullied by London and her bitchy friends I still think she's perfect.

I was distracted by my thoughts as I noticed Louis and zayn were over at her table. Oh no. Louis had said something to her but I couldn't figure out quite what she nodded her head though witch could be a good sign I suppose. Before she noticed zayn had picked her dinner tray up and started to walk towards our table. I can already tell this was going to be an awkward encounter.

She came and sat down in-between niall and Liam she gave me a cheeky smile before re-joining the convocation the boys were having about a party on Friday night and my place. After a while the bell rang and lunch was over.

''I was going to ask tegan to the party she may not come but it would be a nice gesture , if that's alright with you obviously'' niall lauged so I just nodded my head in agreement, I wonder if she would come she doesn't seem like the party type to be honest

Naill's pov

''hey tegan wait up'' I called after her she turned round to notice me running after her down the corridor man im unfit I only ran from the café to here and im already hungry again. Oh well food can wait I need to speak to tegan.

''oh hey niall'' she shyly replied she was no nervous and self conscious I really don't know why though she' stunning.

''so harry is having a party on Friday and we were all wondering whether you would like to come you don't have to obviously but it would be a good chance for you to make some friends he wanted to ask you him self but had to get to his next l-lesson '' I murmured. Why am I stuttering I only do that when I like like girls..  shit no I cant harry liked her first she will have to do as just a friend.

''hmm maybe.. I will have to see. Ill let you know soon though'' she smiled before walking to her next class. god shes besutiful.

tegans pov

omg harry has actually asked me out!! well not on a date but you get what i mean. its a shame i dont think my dad will let me go, hes abusive and horrible. he only ever hits me when my mum isnt home so she never knows if bruises apper he tells me to lie and say i fell down the stairs. what a load of bull shit 

even if he did decide to let me go i have nothing to wear all my clothes cover up my scars everything is longed sleved or i wear with a hoodie. why did i have to cut in the first place FUCK. i supposed i could always wear my long sleeved black body con dress iv never wore it and my mum used to say i always looked stunning in it whenever i tried it on. i will just have to buy some black heeels...money? i have £50 saved up im sure that will be enough...hopefully 

as i arrived home my mum and dad were in out black range rover pulling out of the garage as if they were about to go out... no supprise there then. i ran up to the car as my mother put the window down. she was in her 'party dress' and should i say she looked amazing a blue long dreass with a sequin back. just so beautiful. my dad was in his suit he looked so handsom.

''honey, me and your father are going out for a buisness meal we should be back around eleven if not later'' she smiled before placing a quick peck on my cheek and driving off. it didnt bother me much i was used to it buy now.

i lukred towards the house and let my self inl ocking the door behind me and plopping my self down on the couch and catching up on a few episoeds of antm. about an hour or so later i heard my phone buzz in my pocket  to see i had a message from an unknown number i opened it up to see it read 

'if your not doing anything could i maybe come over

-harry x'

how the hell did he get my number i dont have hardly any contacts exept a few people from school and family oh well i suppose ..i texted back telling him my adress and he could come over anytime.

i quickly sprinted upstairs and applied a bit of makeup brushed my teeth and threw on a pair or joggers and a tanktop , not dressed to impress or anything. i heard a knock at the door and causal strolled over to open it, harry was stood there with a bunch of dasies in his large hand. hes so romantic.

hoped you enjoed this chapter i know its abit crap but its my fiest book so ya know, secondly i would like to give credit to my best friend vic who created my cover for my book also read her story ''trapped inside my walls'' its extrodinharry...(pun intened) anway hope you enjoy 

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