The Style Between Us

Chapter 1

I woke up with my alarm screaming at me, I slammed down on the snooze but knowing I needed the sleep. It would hurt if I fell asleep for just another 5 minutes. Well 5 minutes went past quite quickly and then came ten minutes turning into half an hour. Once I finally noticed I froze.

"Im fucking late!"

I jumped out of bed and ran towards my closet. There was no time for a shower nor breakfast. I put on yesterday's clothes on. Which happened to be a white shirt with a red hot skirt. I didn't care what I looked like so I tied my hair into a high ponytail and started running. I opened the front door and sprinted. I continued my journey until I realised I left everything at home, my books, my pencil case, my locker keys. Fuck this cannot be happening.

I looked down at my vintage watch to see that I only had five minutes to finish my journey until I was actually late. I ran like my life depended on it. I didn't stop for anything.

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When I finally arrived at the classroom door i noticed I was one minute late. I was about to charge into the classroom but the door was jammed. I couldn't open it. So I took a couple of steps back and started heading towards the door. Until I saw the door unlock and there was this boy with incredible green eyes and his hair was short yet curly. However I couldn't stop my feet I just kept running until I hit something... or someone. My eyes were closed for the fall but when I opened them I was on top of the boy.

My books covered his body, apart from his lower body. He gave me a confused look but after seconds let out a small giggle.

I felt my cheeks go as hot as fire. I just stayed there. I was frozen. I couldn't move.

"Ummm..." He said whilst letting out a small chuckle and began removing the books from his face.

I immediately looked down at him and jumped off of his chest.

"Shit! I am so sorry" I apologised.

"It's fine"

He helped me with all my books whilst going a bit red himself. It's strange though. I couldn't understand why he was so calmed down even though I just charge into him. The whole class just remained quiet until Bridgette Dazley let out a laugh.

Bridgette Dazley.

-The schools biggest slut.
-"big boobs and a nice ass" as the boys would say.
-Cheerleading captain
-She was on anti depressants and everyone knew.

"You clumsy girl" she said whilst letting out a pigs laugh.

"Oh so if I'm clumsy that makes you..?" I replied

The class started making inappropriate comments such as "don't have it" or "bang her up"

"Watch it short stack because if you think that cutie-"

she points at the green eyed boy.

"You've got another thing coming for ya"

I flipped her off and sat down in my seat. She was right about one thing. He was cute I guess. His eyes like emeralds and his smile was really comforting and friendly. I usually hate to talk about my feelings, I don't have enough self confidence to. I mean how could you, I'm short, chubby, bullied a whole lot and just 100% NOT attractive. It makes me feel silly just thinking someone could love me back.

I did like this one guy. He had jet black hair and perfect eyes. He betrayed me and decided to go solo. It broke my heart but he's just old news now.

I was so focused on this guy that I didn't realise Mr Sales calling my name. He walked close to me, I could feel his steamy breath strangling me. He paused before slamming his chemistry books on my desk. "Anna! I want to have a word after class!" He spat his words all across my face. I couldn't give a shit about Mr "detention". Everyone knows why Mr Sales only keeps girls behind yet nobody had the confidence to go to the principle about their positive pregnancy test.

After the bell rang, everyone got up except from me. I down watching everyone leave apart from the curly headed boy with the beautiful eyes.

"Mr styles you may leave" Mr Sales began to seem frustrated.

"It seemed like my fault, I'm the one who opened the door and made her fall" he said.

He stuck up for me. Woah. Why?
I started to daze again thinking why he stuck up for me or whatever his first name was. Something styles. Eric would be cute. Frank, Daniel, James, or what about H-

"Harry I told you, you're excused, unless you want a detention too"

Mr Sales interrupted my train of thoughts. Harry Styles. Woah.

"Mr Sales would you at least let me apologise to the young lady?"

Sales shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes. Which led Harry to turn to me.

"I'm really sorry about the whole falling incident, are you alright?"

My eyes widened " Ye-y-Yes I'm f-f-fine"

Shit. Self consciousness.

He smiled as he walked to the door and left.

Mr Sales began his lecture. "How dare you embarrass me! If you act like that again there will be hell coming your way! YOU HEAR ME!?"

I grinned and nodded. What a fat piece of lard.

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Lunch Time

Usually at lunch I try not to eat. I didn't have that many friends seeing as I just moved to Milton Keynes. A small town in England. Nothing much happens. I just sat down in the cafeteria solving word-searches in a tiny book. After finishing my fourth puzzle of the day I thought I should take a break. See the world. Aka looking at all the slags go at it with the boys. I turned to the other direction to see Harry walking towards me. He sat down opposite me and started talking. "Hey" whilst biting his bottom lip. "So like what ya doing baby?"

What. The. Fuck.
Baby??

"Excuse me?" I said, getting a bit pissed
off.

"Didn't you hear me baby?" He out on a sinister grin and left my table.

What the fuck. What's going on. He seemed so nice. Now he's what? An ass?

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Hope you enjoyed the 1st chapter! Don't worry more juicy gossip will come and more Harry Styles!!