Addiction. (Harry Styles AU)

Chapter Thirty Six.

The leather seat is freezing on my bum and legs. My black jeans look significantly faded compared to the dark black of the leather seat.

Harry's car is not the warmest, but I've never really taken the time to notice. I don't think I ever really noticed that he seats where leather until right now. The cold material made my hands seem sweaty and horrible. The entire car seeming bigger than usual, like it was purposely over doing it, to make some sort of grand entrance.

Harry's hand protectively resting on my thigh just above me knee as he turns his huge SUV into the car park. He gives my leg an encouraging squeeze before jumping out and moving around to my side where he opens my door for me. He's leaning against the door lightly, his right foot crossed over his left in a casual yet cocky pose. Just from looking at him I can tell that everyone is looking at him and waiting to see who steps out of the passengers seat of his car. I can't technically hear the whispers but my brain plays whispering voices into my head, "who's driven to school with him?" "Is it his girlfriend?" "Is she pretty?"

Pushing back the voices I take a deep breath and step out of the car. Harry takes my bag and carries it over his shoulder before swinging his arm over my shoulders and walking us both to the entrance of the school. My cheeks are bright red when I finally look up from the floor and see that everyone really is looking at us and whispering to their friends as we walk past. My breathing is nearly non existent until his raspy voice quietly tells me to relax. My body instantly being soothed by his voice. Taking a few deep breathes I finally manage to control my breathing, Harry must notice my attempts to act natural because a smirk appears on his face and his eyes quickly dart down to look at me before he looks onwards as if he's not really allowed to look at me.

This is like something from a film.

The hot punk bad boy walks into school with the innocent good girl under his arm and the corridors are laced with pupils, turning to stare and whisper about the sight. I'm not even exaggerating. Literally everyone is stopping and staring at us as we walk past. I don't dare to make eye contact with anyone, I don't want to explain why Harry drove me to school or why Harry has his arm around me or why Harry even knows me. The whole school clearly wants to know. But I don't want to tell. I like having thing between just me and him.

As much as I'd love to boast and rub it in everyone's face, I'd much rather keep it between Harry and I. It's more personal that way, it gives us a connect that nobody else has. It gives me the upper hand over any of the other girls in this slut filled school.

I'm the envy of so many girls right now. He's the boy that all he girls fancy, but the difference is that they're also kinda scared of him but I actually know him. At least I think I do.

I'm never gonna hear the end of this. It'll be the talk of the school for ages. Until something new happens, we're in the limelight and I can't help but wonder why I agreed to this because we both knew this would happen if he brought me to school.

I'm secretly so fricking overjoyed that Harry isn't ashamed of me, he's happy to walk into school with me. To have his arm around me and not care who sees. To have the whole school know that he knows me. And he's okay with the fact that there will now be rumours of us being a couple. He's okay with it and that makes this whole thing so much easier.

I still don't like being the talk of the school though.

When I finally get to my class Harry hands me my bag and we awkwardly stand infront of each other. Neither of us knowing how exactly we're meant to say goodbye. Both of us avoiding eye contact and not saying anything.

"Well I guess I'll see you later then.."

"Are you gonna take me home too or? Because I can get a lift from Rebecca or I can walk, it's no big deal-"

"I'm taking you home Francesca"

He's shaking his head at me in an amused way, a huge grin on his face.

"You're talking speed increases when you're nervous"

And with that he leans in and pecks my cheek before walking off without looking back.

I stand my the door watching him walk away before collecting myself with a deep breath and walking into class. Yet again, the whole room is staring at me and whispering to each other.

I take my seat and grab my phone from my jeans pocket. Surprisingly nobody has text me or Inboxed me to ask about Harry.

And just before Mr Davies starts the class, Rebecca races into the room and takes her seat next to me. Although she may as well have sat in my lap because she's so close to me that I can smell the spearmint chewing gum in her mouth.

"Yes Becca?"

"REBECCA!"

She's whisper yelling at me already, I know EXACTLY where this is going.

"YOU CAME TO SCHOOL WITH STYLES AND HE HAD HIS ARM AROUND YOU AND THE WHOLE DAMN SCHOOL KNEW ABOUT IT BEFORE ME!!!"

I can't help but laugh at her. Which only frustrates her because I've still not explained anything to her.

"WELL! ARE YOU GONNA TELL ME WHATS GOING ON OR WHAT?!"

"Calm your tits Becky, he stayed at mine last night so it just made sense so get lift together"

It looks like her eyes are about to pop out of her head and I swear I heard her jaw physically hit the floor.

"HE STAYED AT YOUR HOUSE?!"

"Yeah, no big deal"

And Mr Davies saves my ass by starting up the lesson, silencing Rebecca from her interrogation.

I know I'll have to explain later, and I will. But only when there's nobody to eves drop on us and twist my words. I don't want the world to know my business. I'm not even sure how much I'm telling Rebecca.

I should also talk to Harry. I need to ask him what's going on between us because we've created a lot of attention yet I'm not even sure what's going on. Are we friends that hook up now and then? Or are we more? Are we a couple? I have so many questions and not a single answer. But I don't want to ruins things by asking too much. If I ask him if we're a couple and we aren't even close then he's gonna laugh at me and he'll think that I want us to be a couple, which will probably end with him backing away. And that's the last thing I want.

I just need answers.

But carefully.

[ Hey guys, sorry this update is kinda lame. It's short and super late, sorrrrryyy! I've just been super busy with school work at the moment, A Levels are hard as balls😩 but thank you so much for over 8K! That's craziness, I genuinely can't believe it! Thank you so much and I love you all💕]