The Foreign Exchange Student // h.s.

I Have An STD

 

Chapter 23:

Harry's POV:

The bell rang signalling it was lunch time. A smile crept onto my face as I sprung out of my chair. I grabbed my bag and met Louis outside the classroom door. Chase completely left us for the group of American kids that don't want to get to know the new people. He only talked to us at home. I wasn't complaining though, he was cool when you hung out with him.

"Hey," Louis greeted me. "Hey," I smiled back at him. "So, Marisa and I planned for all of us to hang out later. Should we meet up after school?" he asked me as we walked into the cafeteria. I headed over to the line and he followed me. "Yeah, but Olivia and I have detention today after school today with Mrs. Johnson," I told him and grabbed a plastic tray.

I scanned the food and almost gagged. "Oh, you two got caught making out?" he smirked. I rolled my eyes and chuckled. "No, Louis. We were just talking too much," I explained and grabbed what looked like pudding with bread in it. "About what?" he questioned me being his nosey self. I thought back to our conversation earlier. "Tractors wearing spandex," I smirked and watched as he rolled his eyes at me. "Fine, don't tell me. I'll just ask Olivia," he cheered and finished grabbing his food.

I followed him as he skipped, yes skipped, out of the cafeteria. I laughed and shook my head. Louis was obviously one of the biggest jokers of the school. He could even make Mrs. Johnson laugh without trying.

I examined the food on my plate. I had a decent looking sandwich, the pudding stuff, a moldy banana, and a bowl of green circles. You might be saying that it's peas and I'm an idiot, but they are not peas, and I am not an idiot.

"You are looking at it like it's going to attack you or something," a familiar voice chuckled from behind me. I didn't even realize that I had stopped walking. I turned around to face AJ and Marisa. Olivia wasn't with them. "With this food, it just might," I joked and they both laugh "You're so weird," Marisa chuckled. I faked a hurt expression and they laughed again.

I followed them out the school's courtyard and towards the football field. "So, where is Olivia?" I asked them and looked around. "Aww, Harry's missing his little girlfriend," Louis, who walked up behind me, jumped on my back knocking my food out my hands. "She's not my girlfriend, and now you owe me your food," I pushed him off me. "Sorry, Niall already ate all my food," he smirked. I looked over the bleachers to Niall who was devouring some type of chicken. "Typical Niall," I said and he chuckled.

" Olivia is dealing with a boy right now," Marisa told me. I raised my eyebrows in a questioning look. "A jock is trying to get into her pants and she's refusing to. He asked what it took, and she jokingly said serenading her, but now he's somehow doing it," AJ explained. I felt this feeling stab in my stomach. I have never felt this before. Was it jealousy? No, it couldn't be. I was always the guy who got all the girls. I had a nice home and family. Was this the one thing I could not have?

"Aww, Harry is jealous," Louis pinched my cheeks. "Am not," I shoved him away from me. AJ and Marisa laughed while I shot them glares. "Don't worry. She's probably going to make sure he doesn't hit on her anymore. You are quite lucky Harry. You flirt with her and she flirts back," AJ told me. I opened my mouth to say something but Marisa beat me to it. "Let's go watch her," she cheered.

I climbed the bleachers after Louis and the girls. They walked to the left side and we sat down. "Are we sat down. "Look over there," AJ pointed. On the bottom side of the set of bleachers we were on, all the way to the right, was Olivia. She caught our gaze and smiled in our direction. She sent us a thumbs up, but dropped them as soon as one of the jocks walked up.

He tried to put his hands on her waist but she took a step away. The jock took another step closer and whispered something in her ear. She looked confused then told him something. He pointed to the field were a few student gathered around with instruments. Not the trumpet kind, but guitars and drums. Rock and roll kind. The jock held his thumb up and the group started playing music very loudly.

One, two, three and to the fo'  

Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the do'  

Ready to make an entrance, so back on up  

[Cause you know we 'bout to rip shit up]

They were playing this rock song that gave Olivia this look of horror or her face. Mainly because the band wasn't good at all. The jock was rapping along and looking satisfied with himself. Olivia looked over at us so we all stood up and started dancing around jokingly. She put her hand over her mouth what looked like to hold back her laughter.

When the song ended, the jock turned around and asked Olivia something. She didn't answer and he pulled her to him. When he leaned in to kiss her, his hand fell on her bum. I felt the same feeling from earlier come back and my fists clenched. What. The. Fuck.

Before they kiss, Olivia whispered something to him. He tried to lean in to kiss her but she said something else. His eyes widened and he practically flew off her. She acted hurt as he quickly walked away. She smirked at his back and grabbed her bag. I smiled as she walked and sat next to us. "What did you tell him?" Marisa asked. "I have an STD," she shrugged.

"Wait. Do you?" Louis asked her. I mentally stabbed him, but also prayed she didn't. "Of course not," she laughed and AJ high-fived her. "Man, that song was my jam," I stood up and started dancing. Olivia laughed and pulled me back down by my arm. "That, was awful," she cringed up her nose. "I thought you liked when people sang for you?" Marisa questioned her. "Yeah, when they sing for me. I like when special people serenade me with a nice song. Not whatever that was," she explained. I made a mental note to remember that. I was told I had a decent voice, nothing spectacular. Although, it could come in handy.