One Direction Imagines

You Hate Him In High School-Harry

You were a nerd and your only friends were your brother Niall, and your cousin Louis. Harry was Mr. Popular and everyone liked him. The girls wanted in his pants, while the guys wanted to be in his place. He would ask you, more like use you, for help on his assignments. He'd do this because you had nerdy glasses and braces, so he assumed you were smart. You were though. You've had your glasses and braces since your sixth grade year of school. Well, until now.

"Ok miss Y/L/N. Let's get your braces off." The dentist said as he prepared to take them off. You thanked him, then you went to the eye doctor.

"Here are your contacts." The doctor said, smiling. You thanked him too, then you went cloth shopping, since you wanted the new school year to go great. Plus you've grown so you can't wear a lot of your clothes anymore.

HARRY'S P.O.V: I walked into my seminar, since it was early seminar, and sat in the desk that had my name on it. I looked around and saw all my friends, but didn't see her. She was supposed to be in all my class and I was so glad. Y/N is so pretty. I've liked her since 6th grade. She then walked in, but she wasn't wearing her glasses. She smiled at her friends and I saw she didn't have braces anymore.

YOUR P.O.V: I saw him staring at me, and I knew he was just planning on picking on me, or having me practically do his assignments for him. Even though he never has bullied me, I still see him laugh when people pick on me. I saw that I had to sit with him, since each desk gets two people. I groan internally.

"Hi Y/N." Harry said, smiling. Oh brother.

"Hello Harold." I said under my breath.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

"Look. You're popular, I'm not. Don't talk to me, because people are staring and their going to pick on me about it." I sai then got up to go to the bathroom.

"May I use the restroom too?" Harry asked right as I got out the door. "Y/N! Wait!" He yelled.

"I thought I told you to leave me-" I was saying before he kissed me.

"I like you. You've always been beautiful to me, even with the glasses and braces. I've liked you for a long time." He said smiling. I blushed hard. I've liked him too, but I never admitted it...till now.

"I like you too." I said then kissed him. He smiled back, and took my hand. For the rest of the year and on, I never got picked on again.