Live While We're Young

Chapter 21

I get in the car with Lucy and Briley and drive right next door to Lucy's house so she can grab her bag. 

"Thanks for the ride and all," she says. 

"How have things been at school?" I ask. 

"Calm, no one knows we- well, that I am dating Niall. I'm not sure if they know you're dating Harry, that is probably known because he's the most popular of the band.." She says. "Which isn't a problem, more Niall for me." 

I drive the ten minutes to school with the radio on low. 

"I don't get why this is so hard for me," I admit, parking the car. 

"Because this is your first REAL love," Lucy says. 

"But you didn't cry as hard as I did, you only cried on the ride home then just stayed quiet the rest of the night," I say, now getting out of the car. 

"Same thing as I said before.." 

"Hey, I know this is hard for you guys, but they'll be back. Just don't make a scene." Briley says. 

"Wow, she speaks," Lucy says. 

Briley's been quiet all morning.. Unusual. 

"Yes, she does," she responds sarcastically. 

We walk silently into school. I wish this day didn't have to happen.. 

I go to study hall, my first period class. I have this for half an hour, then I have ANOTHER study hall, which is stupid. 

I pull a crumpled paper out of my pocket. 

MY CLASSES 

1•Study Hall•Mr. Stark•8:05-8:35 

2•Study Hall•Mrs. Reynolds•8:40-9:10 

3•Science•Mr. Bentley•9:15-10:15 

4•Physical Education•Mr. Brent•10:20-11:25 

5•Pre Calculus•Mrs. Woods•11:30-12:30 

6•Lunch•11:30-12:00 

7•Social Studies•Ms. Quinn•12:05-1:15 

8•French•Mrs. Drew•1:20-2:15 

9•Study Hall•Mr. Tanner•2:20-3:00

Ugh. Too many classes for me.. I want to skip school. 

I walk into the room and everyone immediately starts whispering. Ew, gossip. Just what I need. 

I take a seat on the floor in the corner of the room and pull out my iPhone. 

'Message from Harry' 

My heart races. 

'Hey babe any chance we could FaceTime or something while you're at school?' 

'Yes..' I reply, 'Mr. Stark is pretty cool about these things, we just need to be quiet' 

I immediately get a FaceTime call from him and answer, waving high. 

"I'm doing work," I whisper, plugging in headphones. 

"Oh, want to talk later..?" He asks. 

"No!" I say, " That was a joke!" 

He laughs. 

"What's your plans today?" I ask. 

"Nothing, today is my one day to relax. I'm here alone, except for Liam who is still sleeping on my bed." He says, pointing the camera at Liam. 

I can't help but laugh, causing people to stare. 

"Shh, people don't need to ed up knowing I'm stuck in your phone!" He says, throwing me in a fit of giggles. 

I miss those stupid, pointless jokes he'd always make. Those little things.. 

The mean girl Carly walks up. 

"Who's THAT?" She says, trying to peek at my phone. 

"No one, go away," I say, pulling my phone from her grip. 

"Someone helping you with your makeup? Because hon, it isn't helping!" She says, reaching for my phone again. 

I look at Harry and he nods. 

"Fine, want to know who it is Carly?" I say, holding my phone tightly but showing her the screen. 

"Obsessing over youtube videos? I did that, when I was four. Besides, not like Harry would ever like you, he doesn't even know you exist!" She sneers. 

"Put an earbud in," I say, giving her one. 

"Hello, Carly," Harry says, grinning. 

"Holy fu-" Carly begins, being cut off by Harry. 

"Don't swear, it's unattractive." Harry says. 

"Maybe you're just a look alike, prove its you by singing." Carly says, snobby like. 

"Shot me outta the sky," Harry begins, causing Carly's jaw to drop, "you're my kryptonite," my heart is melting, "you keep making me we-eak," Carly doesn't deserve to talk to him, "yeah frozen, and can't breathe," he finishes. 

"Oh my god, oh my god.." She says. 

"Please, don't fan girl, I've had enough of people spazzing out and then everyone knowing I'm in the room or something.." He says. 

"Can I tell ONE person?" She asks. 

"No," I answer quickly, "but I have someone in mind." 

I whip the earbud from her ear and go up to Mr. Stark. 

"May I go to a class quickly? It's another study hall class," I ask. 

"Sure, but come back before the period ends!" He says cheerfully. 

I walk down to Mr. Cadabrigger's class. 

"Excuse me, Mr. Cadabrigger, mind if I talk quietly to a student?" I ask. 

"Be very quiet please," he responds. 

"Trevor," I whisper, looking through the room. 

A head pops up. 

"Yes?" He responds. 

"Come here," I say, walking to the corner and sitting down. 

"Thought you'd never ask," he teases. 

"You know how you hate One Direction?" I say. 

"Yeah, that gay boy band.." He remarks. 

I show him the iPhone. 

His eyes widen and I put an earbud in his ear. 

"So I'm gay, huh?" Harry asks. 

"Uhm..." Trevor mumbles. 

"How am I gay if my girlfriend is right there?" Harry says, pointing at me. 

I smile and blush a bit. 

"I'm so sorry," Trevor says. 

"No you're not," Harry says. "We get this hate all the time and it really does hurt us, like it would any other person. If I wasn't in this band you'd not pick on me probably, but because I am you do so. Not all boy bands are gay, Trevor, even if they are they're still people," Harry says. 

Trevor stays quiet. 

"So, you still got a problem with us?" Harry asks. 

"Well, uhm.." Trevor says, looking over at me. "N-no, it's just awkward.." He hesitates.