Sing till I fall asleep || H.S

four

"So, Samuels." Harry leaned his side towards me, snapping me out of daydreaming of a time outside of these brickwalls. It wasn't even nearly winter break yet.

"So what?"

"Did you hate me yesterday?"

It took me a few seconds to realize what he was on about. Okay. The shots. Alcohol. Hangover.

"Oh, silly boy." I grinned, "I hate you everyday, Harold."

Harry let out a snort, "Oh, do you now?"

I looked back at my books and notes, not wanting to respond to that question. Obviously I didn't hate him, I didn't even know the guy.

At lunch we sat outside, Wienna, Erin and I. It was a sunny day (yeah you don't see that a lot in England, especially not in october) and Erin was wearing a miniskirt and ballerinas. You could almost see her arse under that skirt, she must've been freezing. Her long golden brown legs made all the boys get whiplash though.

"Guys, I need to tell you something." Erin said, taking a deep breath.

Did they finally break up?

"Oh my god, are you pregnant?" Wienna almost shouted, glaring at Erin.

"Oh shut up!" She laughed, "We finally did it."

"Did what?" Wienna said, oblivious.

I knew exactly what she did. What they did. So, Niall wasn't a virgin anymore. Fuck I'm getting nauseous.

Erin shot Wienna a suggestive look, making her realize too.

"Holy shit! How was it?!" Wienna exclaimed, putting both her hands over her mouth in chock.

I gulped. Really neaseous.

Erin flipped her hair, "It was... quite quick." she giggled, "I mean I don't have anything else to compare it too."

Erin Heathers is a virgin. Well, was. That was something I hadn't thought about before but I didn't expect her to be one, really.

Wienna whistled at her, "I can't believe Nialler managed to get a girl in bed after all these years!"

Breathe in a square...

Erin looked over at me, "Are you okay, Mags?"

I shook my head, "I think I ate something bad, I'll see you later."

I got off my chair and half-ran around the corner of the cafeteriabuilding where nobody could see me. I got sweaty and wanted to collapse onto the ground, am I on my period or am I always this fucking dramatic?!

I put my hands over my knees, bending over, trying to get the sick out of my stomach just as I heard steps coming over towards me.

I didn't even dare to look up, with my luck it was probably someone annoying, a teacher or even worse - Niall.

"You alright?" a male spoke, it was a voice I couldn't really recognize.

I looked up through my hair hanging on each side of my head, seeing the greek God. Zayn.

"I'm..." I started, quickly almost losing track of my words because holy shit - he's so pretty, "Fine."

I stood up straight and pulled my hands through my hair taking a deep breath.

"You don't seem fine."

Sighing I noticed his hand holding his phone, a pack of Marlboros and a lighter, remembering I left mine at the lunch table.

"Can I bum one? Left mine at lunch." I asked and sat myself down on the ground against the brick wall.

With a simple maneuver Zayn flipped his pack open and popped it to make a single cig pop out of the package and then he held out his hand towards me.

I grabbed it, "Thank you."

He then decided to sit down next to me and put his knees towards his body and his arms around them.

"What are you doing back here, anyways?" I asked him while lighting it up.

He shrigged, "I usually go back here to smoke. Teachers always find me otherwise."

"Smart move."

"What about you?"

"Felt nauseous."

Zayn just nodded.

"I'm Zayn."

I smiled at him, "I know," I replied as I stretched out an open hand for him to shake, "Maggie."

Zayns shake was firm and steady and his hands were warm. I kind of imagined it cold. He reminded me somehow of a vampire. Always dressed in dark clothing, raven hair and long dark eyelashes. Sometimes when I saw him he had a bit of scruff decorating his chin and jaw.

"I gotta go now, Maggie." He simply said after a few moments and stood up, looking down at me, "See you around."

I didn't even manage to answer before he'd left. He seemed... different.

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To: Nialler 22:34
i guess congrats is in order

I hated myself as I sent the message, but I know that if things were normal between us, Niall would've told me about having sex before it even happened, now I had to hear it from Erin...

From: Nialler 22:35
y

Wow. One letter response. Not even a questionmark, that's dedication right there.

I quickly opened up spotify on my phone and searched for The Lonely Island song, you know which one I mean, copied the link and sent it to him, hoping to get some of the tension away.

From: Nialler 22:38
ha ha stop embarrassing me idiot

To: Nialler 22:38
u shouldnt be embarrassed ur dating the prettiest girl in school

I saw the three dots pop up and then disappear. So that was that conversation.

Just as I was about to close my phone for the night another notification popped up, from instagram.

(@maggiesams): @harrystyles just followed you.

I grinned to myself as I clicked it, his profile was open and had about twenty black and white pictures. Sappy fuck.

There were pictures of random things, walls, windows, signs, trees. Even a photo of a chair with the caption "Seated." and somehow this is exactly what I imagined his instagram to look like. Very different from mine, colourful pictures from trips, pictures with Niall, Lou and Wienna, beaches and family. He barely even had something of himself on there.

I clicked the 'follow' button and then closed the app and the phone.

But it didn't take long before I got a message.

From: Nialler 22:52
ur the prettiest girl, my best friend and the best man at my wed whoever i may end up marry

The first sentence made my heart skip a beat, but reading the rest quickly put it put it back in emotion, 'whoever i may end up marry'.

Not for one second did he imagined it to be me.