The Academy // Harry Styles AU

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Harry’s POV

It felt so nice to get to sleep in the next morning. Especially since I ended up falling asleep later than I really would’ve liked to last night. I kept thinking about Nicole. I was thinking about everything the boys had said to me, and I was thinking about how the party might go if she decided to go with me. Granted I’ve never been to whatever a party is here so I had no idea what it was going to me like, so I basically just made up scenarios in my head.

I wasn’t sure why I was doing this, I was being stupid. I was thinking about a girl that I met five days ago before I fell asleep. It was all just too weird. Maybe I shouldn’t have asked her to the party, she’s probably going to say no though so I don’t think it matters if I had asked or not. I’ve known her for five days I reminded myself again.

Even if I do kind of like her, it’s probably just a stupid crush that won’t last more than a week or so. I knew she wasn’t like any of the girls from my old school, nobody here was. She’s not going to be easy and desperate like other girls I’ve dated where I could just date for a few weeks and then drop them once I got bored. So I didn’t really like her, I guess she was just someone to keep me busy, someone to talk to who I could tease. Simple as that.

When I sat up in bed, the only light in the room was from the sun shining in through the blinds. I looked at the bunk bed across the room from mine and saw that Niall and Louis were still fast asleep. I saw some light coming out from the crack in the bottom of the bathroom door and I figured that that was Liam in there.

I wasn’t really tired anymore, I was pretty much wide awake, so I got off of my bunk and headed over to the bathroom door and knocked on it. It was opened moments after I had knocked and I saw Liam standing in front of the mirror and looking through one of the drawers.

“What are you looking for?” I asked him.

“I’m not quite sure, actually,” he told me.

I walked into the bathroom and put the toilet seat down and sat on top of it while I talked to him.

“Already nervous for tonight?” I asked him.

“Is it that obvious?” he asked.

“Well to me it is,” I answered.

He sighed and sat down on top of the counter.

“How do you keep your cool around girls, like not showing that you’re nervous?” he asked me.

“I don’t get nervous around girls so I couldn’t help you there,” I told him.

“What do you mean you don’t get nervous around girls?” he asked.

“Exactly that,”

“You’ve never met a girl that you really like and you get excited to see her, but you also get nervous because you know you’re probably going to screw something up but you don’t want her to notice you’re nervous because she might think you’re weak or something and-”

“Nope,” I quickly answered, cutting him off before he could ramble on anymore.

“So how do you get girls?” he asked me.

“At my old school they usually just came to me,” I said, it was the truth but it probably sounded cockier than I intended it to be.

“What about Nicole? From what Liz has told me about her, she obviously didn’t come to you,” he said.

“She’s just someone I had to do a project with, I don’t get why everyone is making a big deal out of it all,” I said.

“Working on a project is one thing, that project was due already and you’re still hanging out with her,” he said.

Maybe I should just be honest with him and just tell him I really had no idea what was going on in my mind when it came to Nicole. He seemed like a pretty trustworthy guy, and I probably needed some more advice than what I was giving myself because it didn’t seem to be working very well considering how confused I still was.

I told Liam about how I had ended up asking Nicole to the party and I was probably going to get my answer from her at lunch. I explained how I was beginning to regret asking her because I knew that she’s probably going to say no so I could’ve just saved myself the embarrassment by just keeping my mouth shut.

I didn’t want Nicole to think that I actually had feelings for her because I didn’t; at least I don’t think so. I kind of just wanted to see where this would go since she’s the only girl here that I’ve found who is worth talking to or spending my time with. Of course at first I really didn’t have a choice.

That was over now and now I had just out of the blue been coming up with ways and excuses so she couldn’t get rid of me just yet. Liam told me that it was a good thing that I asked her because I apparently needed to learn that the guy always needs to make the first move no matter how nerve racking it may be to see if the girl has any interest in you or not.

He told me that I couldn’t just expect a girl to let me know if she liked me or not, I had to be the one to initiate it.

“It might be a bit different with Nicole though,” Liam told me, “Liz has told me a bit about her and she said that Nicole pretty much has her mind set on no boys in high school. Nicole was pretty pissed when she found out that boys were being accepted here now,”

“Great,” I said sarcastically.

I knew Liam was about to say something else but he stopped when the bathroom door began to open.

“Whoa, did I interrupt something,” Louis said once the door was fully opened.

“No,” I huffed and got up from where I was sitting and walked back into the main area of the room.

I checked the time on Liam’s alarm clock and knew that lunch didn’t start for another two hours or so. I was contemplating just skipping lunch today. I didn’t want to hear Nicole’s answer, I felt like an idiot for even asking her. It was just a spur of the moment kind of thing when I decided to ask her, and I knew I shouldn’t have done it. I felt like it made me seem weak, the fact that I’ve asked her to go to some lame party with me.

I should’ve just gone on my own and found her there and hung out with her that way. Doing it like that was just much more casual and less embarrassing for myself because it wouldn’t have looked like I really wanted to be there with her or that I kind of liked her.

But no, I fucking asked her and she’s going to say no, I just know she is. I checked the time again and I figured that I should just go ahead and finish up the page that I didn’t complete of the study guide that we were going to go over today.

I felt like I’m probably already on her bad side so I don’t want to just not finish the study guide and make where I stand even worse on my part. Plus my excuse to her for not finishing would’ve been that I was too busy worrying about what your answer might be to be about the party, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to admit to that.