What a Ride - Harry Styles

Chapter 3: Hurt

As I pull into the school parking lot, I see Kendall, Emberly and Taylah standing near the gate.
"Hey guys" 
"Hey, girl" Spencer says with a smirk on her face.
"What?" I asked in confusion.
"Oh, nothing" she mocked. "I just heard a certain good looking Brit mention you and something about last night" she continued, breaking into a giggle.
"What did he say?" I asked, curiosity taking over.
"Oh, just that he was AT YOUR HOUSE!" She screamed with excitement.
"Nothing happened" I insisted, laughing at Spencers enthusiasm for the topic.

We make our way into the hallways, dropping our bags at our lockers.
We stopped at Taylah's locker first. The girls were chatting amongst themselves but my attention was elsewhere as I say Harry walk past.
"I'll catch you guys later" I said, not breaking my gaze from Harry.
"Get him girl" I heard Spencer cheer.

I walk quickly, trying to catch up with Harry. This guy walks really fast! He finally stops at his locker, only two down from mine. I open my locker and start putting my things away.
"Hey" I smiled. He said nothing. "Are you ok?" I asked.
No answer. He just glanced in my direction then walk away. What was that?

I see the girls approaching. Trying not to overthink what had just happened, I put a smile on my face and join in on the conversation the girls were having about a party on the weekend.

I saw Marcel standing by himself as we made our way towards class. I was about to call out to him when I felt a small group of people shove their way between Emberly and I without even having the decency to look at us. I recognised two of them as Harry friends, Oscar and Blake. The group had made a circle around Marcel, pushing him around, tossing his books and taking his glasses. People were starting to gather. I ran over, trying to push past the crowd the was quickly growing. I was put in my place when one of Harry's mates pushed me back, causing me to lose my footing and fall to the ground. Harry was quick to my side.
"Are you ok?" He asked desperately.
"I'm fine" I said as a scrambled to my feet. "Can you do something to stop this?" I asked, gesturing to the crowd. He looked from me to Marcel, then back to me.
"Please!" I begged. He shook his head.
"I'm sorry, I can't" he said with seriousness.
"Harry, come on. He's getting hurt." He just looked blankly at me. I could hear Marcel's whimpers. I tried to make my way through the crowd but was stopped once more when I felt Harry's arms wrap around my torso from behind me and pull me back.
"What are you doing" I asked, getting mad.
"I'm saving your reputation" he stated
"Why does everyone care about a reputation? I'm new here, I don't have a reputation" I said, scratching at his arms, hoping he would go. It was a failed attempt. "Besides, I already sat with Marcel in class the other day."
"You what?" Harry asked, spinning me around so I was facing him. He looked slightly angry. In shock, he slowly released me. I took that as my chance to escape.
"Marcel!" I yelled as I shoved through the crowd. I felt someone grab my arm and drag me away from the crowded hallway.
"Harry? What are you doing? Let me go" I stated as he dragged me behind him, saying nothing.
"Harry, wha-" I was interrupted as Harry swung me around and pushed me up against the wall, holding my wrists either side of my head. Still saying nothing, he looked into my eyes for a moment before planting a passionate kiss upon my lips. I was frozen, not knowing what to do. He softened his grip on my arms as I relaxed slightly. It was as if my body had taken over my mind. Suddenly I found myself kissing him back. He released my arms and his hands found their way to my waist. Instinctively, my arms wrapped around neck, tangling my fingers in his hair. We remained like this for what seemed like several minutes. He broke the kiss, his face lingering centimetres from mine.
"You're driving me crazy" he whispered, resting his forehead against mine. "You're so different, yet you are the same." I said nothing, not wanting to ruin the moment by saying something stupid.
Harry stepped back and marched down the empty hallway, as if nothing had happened, leaving me standing there in absolute confusion.