The Bad Boy • AU

16: Party

*Monday*
Luke Robert Hemmings

I'm stuck in french class with Mr. Lee as he explains about the evolution of the french language. This is boring.

I tap my pencil on the table and rolled my eyes. I pass a piece of paper to Kayleen, which she declined to accept.

"Not now." She pushes my hand.

"Read it!" I say.

"I already told you, not now." Kayleen whispers.

"Oh come on. Just read it!"

"Fine."

She reads my note carefully then glares at me. Kayleen throws the paper to my face.

"You fucking-"

"Ms Maxwell and Mr Hemmings, would you like to share what is in that paper?"

"No sir." Kayleen says.

"I would like to share what is in that paper." I raise my hand and grin at Kayleen.

"You're gonna get us in trouble!" She looks at me, panic present in her eyes.

"Get out, you two." Mr Lee points at the door and Kayleen balls her fist and glares at me.

Kayleen packs her stuff and leaves, making sure to glare back at me. I catch up with her and grab her arm.

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Kayleen Rosie Maxwell

Argh. I can't believe him! I love studying french, but I'm starting to hate it because he is in that class.

"Hey, it was a joke." Luke grabs my arm, "The note in the paper."

I refuse to respond to him, "Did you hear me?!" He yells.

"Of course I did." I roll my eyes.

"All I said was, 'Harry is a faggot'."

I grit my teeth and walk away from him. He could say mean, shitty stuff to me, but never to my friends or Harry.

How dare he mess up with my feelings. Luke doesn't deserve to be treated nicely by me or anyone. Especially the girls who fall at his feet. He's nothing but an ass and the girls are too good for him.

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I place my Math book in my locker and close it. My last class just ended and im heading home. My phone beeps and I check it.

Are you coming to Calum's party tonight? -LH

I groan. This boy has to stop bothering me.

No, I am not, Hemmings. Find another girl to mess with.

"Hey, Kay." I hear a deep voice. Harry's voice. I look up from my phone.

"Oh, hi Haz."

"Do you want to ride home with me?" He asks, showing his adorable dimples.

I mean dimples.... Dimples aren't adorable.. ?

"Yeah, sure."

Harry smiles and pulls my hand to his car. He opens the door for me and I thank him.

"So what's up?" He asks as he hopped in the driver's seat.

"Uhm." I play with my fingers, "Im good. You?"

"Great." He replies as he starts to drive.

Harry turns on the music and The Man Who Can't be Moved started to play.