Falling {h.s}

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*Disclaimer* The name of the main character it doesn't have nothing to do with Gossip Girl or Blake Lively, I just liked the name and that's it.

Now saying this, hope you like the chapter.

It's my first novel and English is not my first language so sorry for the mistakes. Please vote and comment if u like it, if u have any suggestion to do or whatever, I would be grateful :) xx.

I woke up to the sound of my annoying alarm clock, which already marked seven o'clock in the morning, indicating that I had to get up for my first day of school.
As always, I got up, took a quick shower, washed my teeth and went down to breakfast where the only person I met was my housekeeper.

"Hi Theresa"

"Good morning Miss"

"Do you have any idea where my parents are at?"

"Oh, they didn't tell you? They left yesterday for a business trip. They will be back in a month"

Great. I'd be lying if I said I'm not used to loneliness. I'm an only child and my parents are obsessed with work. They are never home, which my only company is Theresa, and that's only during the day as her work schedule ends at 5 pm.
Before I can answer I hear the horn of a car indicating that Zayn is outside to go to school. I grab my purse, greet Theresa and walk out the front door to meet my beautiful boyfriend above his Lamborghini.

I really don't know what I did to deserve him, he is stunning, kind, treats me right, we have great sex, everything I can ask to a boyfriend. We have been together since a year by now and I can't be more happy about it. Besides, my parents love him, not only because his parents and mine do business together, but also because we share the same lifestyle and, according to my mom, we make a spectacular couple.

I get in the car and once in the passenger seat Zayn grabs me by the waist and glues his lips to mine, slowly making our tongues mix.  I place my hand on his crotch, massaging little by little as the kiss increases in temperature.

"What a way to start the week" He smirks.

"I can see someone is in a great mood"

"Why wouldn't I be? After last year we won the soccer championship together with the guys everybody is waiting for us"

"Oh, I thought you were this happy because of seeing me" I said faking sadness

"Cmon babe, we are gonna finish that after school. Wanna go to my place?" He caresses my thigh and puts the car in motion.

"Yeah, sure"

We park the car in the parking lot and hold hands and go to the cafeteria, where we always get together with our friends before entering classes.
Our group is made up of Louis, Liam, Sam, Veronica and Daisy.
Veronica and Daisy are my best friends since kindergarten, we share every summer in the Hamptons where not only my family has a beach house but also Liam and Sam's families.

Veronica: Oh my godness, you have the new Chanel bag. I thought it was out of stock.

Serena: Yea, I know... But you know my mom. She called Karl to see if he could make the exception.

Veronica: Lucky...

Even if I feel some jealousy on her tone I decide to ignore it.

Daisy: Ok, ok guys, it's time to go to class.

When they hear Daisy, Zayn and the boys stop talking about their soccer tournament, turn around and greet us as they walk away from us, since we don't have the same classes.
Zayn kisses me on the lips before leaving.

When we finally found our classroom we sit in the front row with Daisy on my left and Veronica on my right. I'm on the middle, of course.

"Ok class, time to all take your sits, we are about to start" The teacher said.

Veronica: Great this teacher is boring as fuck *whispers in my ear making me giggling*

"I'm Professor James and I'll be your Literature teacher. Now.. while you still organizing your seats and taking some notes about the books, I'm gonna take list"

Professor: Lodge?

"Present"

Professor: Smith?

"Present"

Professor: Peters?

"Here"

Professor: Van Der Woodsen?

"Here" I said.

Professor: Styles?

No answer.

Professor: Styles?

Still no answer.

Professor: Well, not weird that on our first day of class we have someone skipping it

When the teacher finishes saying that, the classroom door opens abruptly and we all turn around.
Leaning on it, a tall boy with chocolate curls, emerald eyes that I had never seen before in my life, make contact with mine to which I immediately turn away.
If his idea was to make me feel uncomfortable, he succeed. Noticing my nervousness a little smile comes out of his lips to which my anger goes up.

"Sorry, I'm late".