Bump Into You// Harry Styles

Chapter 4

After my shift at the cafe yesterday, I went home and the usual boring life was in action.
Today is tuesday and I am not looking forward to the day. Ugh!

I rolled out of bed and went straight for the bathroom, doing what girls do. Except for make up and all that dandy stuff. Not me. I have dull blue eyes. My eyes were beautiful once. They just died along with my soul when everyone decided to leave me on my own. Wonder if they'll ever get back their bright colour. Probably never. Pft.

I got out and threw on a black hoodie that says 'tuesdays are the worst' and a pair of black ripped jeans and my black converse. What? Aren't tuesdays the worst? Whatever you say sis. I'm crazy.

I took up my bag from the foot of the bed and headed down the stairs. I made breakfast for me and my mom and then made a sandwich to bring with me to school.

On my way out, I threw the garbage bag out in the rubbish outside. I hate doing that but mom wasn't gonna do it. I'm so tired. I don't even feel up to school today but I have to. I'm not wasting my money. I worked hard for that. I've never been to a bar before or a club. I've never been anywhere for that matter. I don't even know if I'll be going to prom when the time comes. All I ever do is go for runs and take walks to the park. I know what you are thinking. What is a young girl like me doing all cooped up at home doing nothing with her life.? Well I don't have a life to begin with. Next, If I was supposed to go to a club, what am I going to wear? I don't own a dress, nor do I own 5 inch heels. I need to go shopping once I get my next paycheck. I'm just realizing how bad my situation is. Oh God.

By the time I made it to school, it was way too early to go to class so I sat under one of the trees outside on a bench. I took out a notepad and started drawing some leaves at the top of the page. I heard talking in the distance and turned my head to see who it might be.

Harry and Zayn? They went to school? This school? They look like collage students. I looked away before we could lock eyes.

They took the bench farthest away from me which was a relief but there was no-one sitting on the benches between us so I could be easily spotted. This is so embarrassing. I hid my face with my hair and the hood of my sweater. Why am I being stupid? Not like they are going to approach the nobody.... Right?

Oh El you talked too soon. Zayn was the one approaching me. Of course. He's so annoying. I rolled my eyes when he got my name wrong.

"It's Ella" I told him. Obvious irritation laced my voice. Well he didn't seem to care about that soo.....

"Well you look like shit." he said. Wow. He didn't even miss a beat. I strongly dislike him.

"Thanks for stating the obvious. If you don't have anything to say to me that will make me actually feel better about myself, please leave me alone. I just met you and you've already made it a mission of yours to annoy me. Leave me alone please. " I said all of that with a shaky breath so I don't think I convinced him. By the shit eating grin on his face, I can tell that he knows that. I groaned.

He opened his mouth to say something, probably to provoke me again, but the bell rang. Saved by the bell I guess. I got up as quick as I could and dashed for the school doors. Whew! That was a close one.

I got to my first class of the day, math. I hate math. Who invented this! I went to the back of the class on the far right and sat sown at the window. Ahh! Feels good.

A couple minutes into class, the door opened. I didn't look up. Probably Taylor's boyfriend. He's always late for class. I held down my head and sketched some leaves at the top right hand corner of my notebook.

When I heard the chair beside my desk scraped the floor, I got thinking. Well that's weird. Nobody sits beside me, or in the desk beside the desk that is beside me. I looked up and locked eyes with Zayn. I groaned and slammed my head on the desk. I heard him chuckle. Of course it's him. I looked over to the next desk from the corner of my eyes and saw Harry sitting beside Zayn. I can't tolerate Harry either but he doesn't seem as annoying as Zayn. If he sat beside me it would be pain and joy.