He led me to a door at the top of the staircase and opened the door for me. I raised myeyebrow at him and stepped through. I looked around with a smile. He had led me to the roof of the school. I turned and looked at him with my eyebrow still raised.
"Roof?" I asked.
Henodded with a smile.
"Hm, nice spot." I laughed,walking to the edge to look at theview.
"Yeah, I love coming up here." He shrugged. "It's where I come to think."
"Anyone else know?" I asked.
"No." He responded simply.
"Why me?" I asked.
He stayed silent for a while before answering.
"I don't know. You seem different."
"Well, I am from Canada."
Helaughed.
"I meant personality different. And aren't I your new best friend?" he asked.
"Um... yeah I guess so." I shrugged.
"And don't best friends share everything with each other?" he smiled.
"I didn't think you'd take it literally." I laughed.
"Well I did. So 'bestie',how do you like the view?" hesmirked.
"It's beautiful." I smiled,looking over theedge.
I fel thim wrap his arms around my waist and pull me back from the edge. I gave a small scream as I fell backwards.
"Saved your life." He whispered in my ear.
"HarryStyles!" I frowned. "You scared the hell out of me!"
"Oh really? Sorry love." He grinned, his arms still around my waist.
"You're incredibly sure about yourself aren't you?" I rolled myeyes, trying to unlock hisfingers.
Harry shrugged and finally let go. I smiled at him and laydown on the floor, looking up at the sky. He watched me carefully.
"What are you doing?" he asked curiously.
"Um... looking at the sky." I sighed.
"Hm..." he satdown next to me.
"Not your thing?" I laughed.
"Never done it." He shrugged.
"Well, you should try it sometime." I laughed. "Go with a girlfriend, it's a romantic thing."
"hmm,girls and I don't get along." He frowned.
"What am I then?" I frowned at him.
"You're special." Helaughed.
"Nice save." I rolled my eyes.
He grinned sheepishly at me as I turned myhead away from him. We sat in silence for a while. He's being awfully nice to me; I'm not sure if this is some stupid set up or if he's actually trying. He was sitting alone in class,so that's either the seating arrangement or he has no friends. He's nice and sweet,so that should score some points with girls, but so far he says he doesn't get along with girls. Bullied? I don't thinkso. I turned my head to look at him.
"What are you doing?" he smiled, cocking his head to look at me.
"Trying to figure you out." I mumbled with a smile.
"Oh yeah?" he grinned.
I nodded myhead slowly.
"And how's that working out for you?" he asked.
