Bump Into You// Harry Styles

Chapter 3

Ella's pov

Monday morning again. Ugh! Why does school exist again? I don't even want to know the answer to that. People are so stupid.

I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I threw my mid back length brown hair in a messy bun before going in the shower. I took a quick bath and brushed my teeth before exiting the bathroom. I went to my closet and got out a deep ocean blue shirt that says 'I Hate Mondays!'. God I love this shirt. It says so much. Hah!. I threw on a black pair of jeans and my blue converse. I have to treat myself too you know. I work too hard to not buy myself something when I want something. But not often.

I got my bag from the floor near the foot of my bed and went downstairs. I made pancakes and eggs. I gobbled it down and left some for my mom in the fridge. I'm awesome. I know.

I started my walk to school, not a care in the world. Until..... You guessed it correct. I bumped into someone. I sniffed a little. Oh no not again.

"What the fuck?! Can't you look where your going. Don't you have eyes?" He boomed. I stepped back a little and looked into his forest green eyes. I'm really scared.

"P-please don't hurt me. I'm sorry I bumped into you. " I stuttered out. You can't blame me for being scared.

I looked around for a second and saw a black hair guy standing a little further from us lighting what looks to be e cigarette in his hand. He doesn't seem too bothered by us. Maybe this happened to him a lot.

"Why do you think I'm going to hit you? I'm not going to but if you continue to get in my way every fucking time, I just might. " He told me in a threatening voice that had me shivering.

"Yo Harry you coming?" The black hair guy asked the monster in front of me. Oh so that's his name.

Harry... Its soothing. I love his name.

"Yh" he answered shortly giving me a dirty glare before brushing past me, hitting my shoulder.

That hurt!

I watched them until they were out of view. The guy who called harry was full of tattoos. I could even make out the tattoos under his shirt. The day is pretty hot even though it's still early morning so that would explain his thin shirt.

Shit I'm gonna be late for school.! This never happens. I ran the rest of the way to school. I guess those early morning runs did pay pay off because I got to school five minutes early. If I walked my normal pace to school I probably would have missed my first period. I took the time to get to my first class early. History. I like my history teacher. He's handsome and I really like him. Not like what you think, I like him because he seems to know when I'm lost without me saying anything and he knows when to not pressure me. Because he knows I get bullied because of my dad's death and my mom's alcoholic situation, he knows when it gets to me and he knows that I'm in my zone so he's not supposed to put too much on my brain. whenever this happens though, he always tutor me after school to make sure I get the lesson properly. The bell rings and I got up and went to my next class.

The usual happened in my geography class. I spaced out. But what the teacher was saying wasn't of any importance. Thank god.

Lunch came around. Yay! Note sarcasm. I went and sat at my usual seat after buying my lunch. Which only consisted of a water and an apple. After a while, someone came and sat at the table in front of me. I looked up and realised it was Taylor. I wonder why she's here.

"Hello Geek!" She chimed with that gorgeous smile on her beautiful face. Ugh! If only I had the courage to slap her.

"What do you want?" Irritation laced my voice and I'm sure she sensed it.