Insanely Obsessive {Zayn&Harry} -Bwwm

One:

~~~~~~~~ 4 Weeks Earlier ~~~~~~~~

Studying alone in your room to the light of a lava lamp and the music of Pandora is not the ideal way to spend a Saturday night but I'm doing it. I have a huge Trigonometry test worth 30% of my grade on Monday.

I'm actually really good at Trig but Mr. M has been throwing on a lot of extra last minute shit and I'm not good under stress and pressure.

I hear something come through my drawer, "Come in Ne Ne. I repeat, come in. Over. " A smile quickly spreads across my face. It's a walkie talkie. My boyfriend got them for us as a dorky anniversary gift. So that way we have a direct line to each other no matter what.

I take it out, "Hi Harry. What's up? Over. " I take a sip of Monster and change songs.

"I just heard there's a banging party at Theta Omega Sigma tonight. In about five hours. Over. " Harry's older brother is in that Frat and his brothers best friend who is also one of Harry's good friends.

Also I know Harry's best friend at our school will be there. Harry and I have been dating for four years and in that time I've found out that Harry can be persuaded into anything by those three.

"Harry, you know we have a test and not everyone is perfect in Trig like you. Over. " His dad was a trig teacher and used to teach it to him before he left Harry and Harry's mom.

"But you are. You'll be fine, just don't stress, you know you're a genius. Over. " I glance at my book, numbers 16-32 look basic enough. "Come on Ne Ne, you can study tomorrow. Over. " How dare he?

See, my name is Tonisha, obviously the nickname for Tonisha is Toni. Well, one of the things that drew me to Harry when we met in sixth grade was the fact that he decided to call me Ne Ne.

Harry and I are seniors now, we were best friends for two years before we started dating. I pick up the walkie, "Sweet talk Styles, you have succeeded again. I'll be ready in a half hour. Over. "

It's five thirty now. Theta Omega Sigma is three maybe four hours away, depending on traffic. I jump in the shower for a minute throw on some neon pink leggings, and a neon blue crop top. I decide to blow dry my hair and brush my teeth. After that I straighten my hair before throwing on some black wedges.  As I grab my gold purse and head for the door I stop in the mirror looking myself over. On my way out I see my mom asleep on the couch with her laptop on the coffee table. I lean her over, throw a cover over her and turn off the lamp.

When I get in Harry's car he smiles at me. He leans in to kiss me but I stop him, "You know the rules. No kissing before I have a test. Or in front of my house. "

Harry nods, "Right. I forgot my love puts a haze over your brain and anger over your dad. "

I can't, "Please stop talking, your accent is driving me wild right now knowing I can't touch you. "

Harry's from Cheshire, England. He has a deep voice and a sexy English accent. He nods, "You sure do have a lot of rules Ne Ne. "

I take a deep breath, my blood is boiling. Why does he make me feel this way? I start shaking my leg involuntary as the heat lowers... I'm about to burst with a certain frustration. Every little thing he does turns me on and I haven't so much as held his hand in a month due to this test. "It's been four years Harry, four. I mean, you should know them by now. "

He reaches his index finger toward me, "Maybe I do. " He touches my wrist but I pull it away. He traces, with his finger, from under my ear down my neck, "Or maybe I'm just a rebel. "

I lean away, "Harry please drive. Or I can just go right back inside and finish studying. " He chuckles and pulls off.

When we pull up to the party there are people all over. Cars parked in various places, music blaring, and red cups and beer bottles littered through out the yard. Harry lets me out of the car, "So can I hold your hand? Or do something? You know some sort of PDA to show these drunk college guys whose girl you are. Whose girl you will be forever. "