Harry:
You walked into class to only be tripped by the douche Harry. He and his friend laugh as you struggle to catch your balance and once you do, you don't hesitate flicking him and his friends off.
"Not in the mood, Harry. Save it for another day." You say taking your seat in the front.
"What was that?" He asks towering over you trying to intimidate you.
"You heard me, and I'm not going to repeat myself. So go get a life,and get out of mine." You spit sitting back in your seat and looking him in the eyes. You could swear that you could see hurt in his eyes but it was soon gone when his friends called him to the back of class.
You take notes as you listen to Mrs.Johnson's lecture, but your interrupted when you feel something hit the back of your head.
You quickly turn around only to get hit in the face with another paper ball.
"Stop it." You remarked glaring at Harry and his stupid friends.
"Ms.Y/N turn around and pay attention in my class." Mrs.Johnson scolds you and you oblige to her orders.
"Now as I was saying class.." Mrs.Johnson starts and you zone out and start doodling on your paper. You feel another paper ball hit you and you decide you have had enough.
You quickly jump up from your seat walking towards Harry, and stopping right in front of him.
"I swear to sweet Jesus if you throw one more paper ball at me I will rip your arm off and beat you with bloody end." You growl your fully aware of how crazy you sound but at this very moment you don't give a damn.
"Y/N! Go to the front office immediately!" Mrs.Johnson yells clearly frustrated and you groan picking up your bag and heading to the front office.
....
It's Saturday and your at school serving your detention for Mrs.Johnson class and your almost asleep when the classroom door slams open. You see Harry being dragged in by the principle and you chuckle to yourself. "He deserves it." You thought smiling.
"What's so funny?" You see Harry take the seat right next to you and you groan.
"Are you going to ask my question?" You hear him whisper but you decide ignoring him would be the best thing to do.
It's been ten minutes and it's getting harder to ignore Harry because he keeps poking you and asking you questions. He clearly doesn't understand what being ignored mean.
"Leave me alone, Harry. I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you and your stupid friends. I hate you." You angrily whisper trying not to get another day of detention.
"Ouch. Hates a little strong, don't you think?" He asks actually sounding hurt.
"No, because I know you hate me too."
"That's not true." He whispers and you scoff.
"That explains why you always mean to me and act like a complete jackass to me all the time."
"That's not what I was try-" he starts but is shushed by the teacher.
He keeps quiet for the rest of detention. Once your released you rush to head home but you can't stop thinking about what Harry was going to tell you. You find yourself thinking about Harry for the rest of the night.
Liam:
You groaned and dragged yourself into science class and take your seat next to your partner Liam.
