Slavery

Chapter 3

Dear friend,

I had a pretty good day, surprisingly. 

I was in Science today, another class I have with Styles .

As you know, the teacher was pairing lab partners for an expeirament we were doing which I forgot what was about. 

She was about to set me with a girl with blonde hair who went by the name Lacey. 

Before the L fell of her tongue and she turned on her heels slightly, gazing at the curly haired boy. 

"Lou, you're with Styles" I nodded slowly, as I cleared my throat, I began to get up, But before I knew it, the boy pulled the chair out from the desk beside me, plopping down on it, as he grabbed the pencil from behind his ear, tapping it on the desk, maybe once or twice as he set it down, brushing his long bangs from his face, all in that order.

The corners of his lips turned upward as he formed a light smile "I'm Harry" he said as I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth, observing his actions before he wrote his name on the paper, swiftly, the motions of his hands, some what entertaining to me as he scribble a small heart at the end of his name.

 I opened my mouth as I was about to speak, but he cut off my imaginary-words. 

"Styles" he added. 

I glanced up at him as I wrote my name on my paper as well, quickly filling in some of the papers.

Harry glanced over at me as he ran his fingers along the crease of the table as I glanced back up the clock minutes later.

We only have 45 minutes in each period, and the class spent most of the morning talking about there week ends, and how they did on there tests in first period. 

A small smirk appeared on Harry's face as he spoke, pulling his lip ring between his teeth.

"I dont think were going to get this done today" I sighed as I tugged at my own hair 

Harry did most of the talking, which I enjoyed, his voice was sooth and calmly, despite his bad boy complextion.

"We could meet up tonight" He added slowly, As he handed me a peice of paper he had ripped from his note book.

I glanced at him then took the pencil from my lips, were I had it, scribing my adress onto the paper as I packed up. 

I shuffled out of the room as Harry stepped at my heels, teasingly, all the way down the hall as we parted at our different last period classes.