The Relationship Scam (Zarry)

He Laughed At Me.

Chapter 6: He Laughed At Me.

*1 week later*

"The theme I chose for my painting is flowers. My girlfriend's hair smells like flowers. I just love the way it smells when we're-." Niall rambled off, explaining to the class what his painting was about.

I heard a groan behind me and immediately rolled my eyes. "Can you make your crush on him any more obvious?" I mumbled to myself.

I felt a foot hit my chair and I turned. I was met by Harry's annoyed look. "I can hear you." He yelled in a hushed tone.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Great, you have excellent hearing skills."

Harry gave me a stony-faced look. "Just relax with the comments under your breath. I don't want people to hear."

I clicked my tongue. "You need to relax. You sounded like a gorilla earlier when Niall was explaining his art." I said chuckling.

Harry hit my chair again, this time more aggressively, making the two legs in the front of it move toward the table. I tipped back and fell on the floor.

I heard a few gasps before the class broke into laughter.

Harry rushed to my side, placing his hand in mine. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that. I swear. Sorry, shit. Oh my-Here, let me help you up." He said frantically.

I let out a puff and took his hand. I felt my cheeks warm up at his face close to mine. He helped me up.

Mr. Clifford tried to quiet the classroom down. "Quiet down guys. Stop acting like you've never seen a person fall before."

The laughs died down but my nerves didn't. Harry was still holding my hand as I sat down. I looked up at him and he quickly let me go. "S-Sorry." He mumbled.

I cracked a smile, his cute demeanor making being mad at him difficult. "It's okay. I'm so going to get you back one day."

He sat in his seat and smiled at me. "Just as long as you don't do anything involving my nipples, we're good."

I raised my brows at him. "How oddly specific. Now I want to do something involving your nipples." My eyes widen after realizing how dirty that sounded. "N-Not in like a sexual way. I-I just- never mind."

Harry blushed. "I know. And I meant like twisting them or something. I don't know why I brought it up. Why would you touch my nipples?" He asked awkwardly.

I know a couple of reasons why I'd touch them...

"Alright. James, you're next to present." Mr. Clifford said breaking our eye contact.

"What were you guys doing to cause Zayn to fall? Were you trying to touch him, Harry?" Niall said making his way to us while wiggling his eyebrows.

Harry hit his arm. "Stop saying stuff like that."

I bit my lip, not knowing what that reaction meant. Was he disgusted at the jokes Niall made about us? Was he weirded out?

"Why not? I'll keep saying it, you guys are cute."

Harry huffed behind me. "I'm not doing this back and forth with you anymore."

Anymore? Is talking about Harry and I being cute together a recurring topic? Or am I looking too much into this?

Niall mimicked him. "Shut up. Like I said earlier you need to get out there. I want to be able to go on double dates and stuff."

"Great, you want me to date people just so we can go on double dates. That's such an awesome reason for me to start dating. Thanks really." Harry said sarcastically.