R E J E C T S

CH.40: THE BET

"Let's have a bet, shall we? To prove that there's really something going on between you and Louis." Harry stated.

"Sure but I don't think you'll win this one because I'll prove you otherwise." I smirked confidently.

"I guess I'll be lurking around you then in order to snap more evidences." He smirked back as he brought his face only an inch from mine.

"Oh it is SO on!" I stared deep into his green eyes.

"You know how much control it takes for me to NOT take a picture of your serious yet adorable-looking face right now?" He stared down into my eyes.

"Uh, I don't want to know." I said.

"No kissing in the classroom!" Louis interrupted our staring down contest out of nowhere.

"We weren't going to kiss!" I yelled at Tomlinson.

"Or were we?" Styles confused Louis all the more.

"Harry!" I scolded him.

"See what I mean? The guy doesn't want you kissing anybody else... meaning, he likes you." Harry winked at me.

"What?" Louis said, dumbfounded.

"That doesn't prove anything! Here, let me ask him face to face for you, Louis, do you like me?" I turned to face the guy.

"Are you out of your mind, Lloyd?" Louis asked back.

"Do YOU like me?" Louis tried to confirm.

"There's just no way... see, Harry, no sexual tension or whatsoever!" I rubbed it into Styles' face that he was wrong.

"That doesn't prove anything either! I'm going to make sure that I get those proof shots of you two because you are obviously both in denial..." Then he stomps his way out of the classroom.

"Wait, that guy thinks that there's 'chemistry' between us?" Louis asked me.

"Hilarious, right?" I scoffed.

"He's probably just mental or something. Anyway, about your 'public humiliation'..." He began.

"I've decided to give you a chance." He sighed.

"A what?" Did I just hear him wrong?

"Let's make a bet, shall we?"

Oh no, not another bet! I'm starting to feel like I'm in the movies...

"Since it's the sport's week next week, I came up with something brilliant. If you beat me in soccer, I will not publicly humiliate you anymore." He explained.

"Did you just say soccer? Not chess? Well, if that's the case then I'm in." I suck at board games anyway.

"Prepare to have your ass kicked by yours truly!" Then he did his evil laugh.

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"Are you out of your mind? How can you accept that kind of bet?!" Rob said after I asked him to teach me how to play soccer so that I could kick Louis' ass.

"Why? The guy's a nerd... I don't think he's harmless." I shrugged.

"He may be a nerd but he used to be part of the soccer team... he quit last semester because he said he got bored or something." He explained.

"WHAT?! That jerk tricked me again?!" I'm probably better off with public humiliation straight away... I mean, that's still where I'm heading anyway.

"Don't lose hope now. I'm sure you have a chance at beating him. What do you know about soccer?" Rob asked.

"I know how to kick a soccer ball around." I stated proudly.