January 20
Harry P.O.V.The rest of the week went exactly the same; glares, whispers, a few notes in my locker, and a few paper balls thrown at my head. While all of this was happening, Louis was still trying to bribe me into accepting his apology.
So far I've got a fury pastel pink coat, a new pair of Van's that kind of match the coat, and a box full of expensive art supplies (how he knew about my art obsession and shoe size is beyond me) that are piled in the corner of my room unused with all its tags and packaging in tact. I got a bunch of notes saying that if they ever saw the things he bought me in my possession, my fingers would be broken...no thanks...
Anywhore, now its Friday and I haven't seen Louis all day, which I never would've believed I was thankful for. Everything was going kinda smoothly today until lunch came around....
I've been sitting out in the same spot everyday since I came to this school so by now, everyone knew where to find me. So while I'm enjoying my wonderful fruit salad that my mom prepared this morning, Louis Tomlinson strode up to my table -rose in hand- and loud and proud asked me to dinner tonight while 100 angry teenagers stared and listened on.
I was about to decline once I saw a bunch of angry eyes and silent death threats until he grabbed my hands, making my panicked green eyes look into his sad blue ones. I gasped as he stared into my soul, forgetting about the angry mob of teens, and he began to speak again.
"Please, let me at least do this for you since clearly the gifts weren't the way to go. I don't want to talk about it here but I do want to talk...Please...?" He softly pleaded and goosebumps ran up my spine from his beautiful voice.
"O-ok, but only because you asked nicely...erm... I don't have any fancy clothes so do you think we can go to a fast food place or something?" I awkwardly accepted, still oblivious of the crowd that couldn't hear the conversation. I could tell he was struggling to control the large grin that was trying to escape, which made my heart flutter.
He cleared his throat and gave a small smile. "Just wear the coat and shoes I gave you and wear a nice shirt with some pretty jeans. I'll make sure not to choose somewhere you think you won't fit in, so don't worry. By the ways, you look beautiful no matter what you wear." He gave a wink then slowly slipped his hands from mine after giving my knuckles a reassuring rub. He started to walk away leaving me with, I believe, the biggest blush I have ever experienced and a single pink rose on my lap.
That's when I remember the demons inside of the school building.... I sigh and look at the windows that had angery faces pressed against them. I gulped and tried to finish my lunch without it trying to jump out my throat.
Goodluck Charlie
(A.N. uuugggghhhh I wanted to publish this early so baaaaaddd, I actually made myself laugh cus I'm lame like that. Anywhooorree, how chu like (; I'm back on track and this is going in a nice direction heheehhehe....ok let me stop...welp have fun mah lovelies, mwuaaaahhh)
~Mini <3
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