Now I see |H.S.| ON HOLD

Chapter 15

It's towards the end of class. This class lasted about 2 hours. I have all my things together and ready for the bell in the building to dismiss us. I'm so glad it's nothing like high school so the teacher has no way possible to say something like "The bell does not dismiss you. I do."

Freedom feels so good right now.

After Harry telling that guy how much of a douche he was the class remained silent ever sense. I wanted to thank Harry but I know others will hear and I don't want to make a scene. While others are getting ready to leave. I look at Harry.

He seems so calm now. Like nothing before ever happened. There is so much more I need to learn about Oxford and about Harry.

The bell rings and Harry is the first to jet out the door. I quickly grab my things and head after him. My next class isn't until 15 minutes anyways. I project Harry's name threw the hall way. Not to loud to bring attention to myself but just enough for him to hear me.

He looks back at me but keeps walking. He just walks slower for me to catch up. I pick up the speed and finally catch up with him.

"Hey" I say now we are walking next to each other in the semi crowded hall way. "hi.." He is no longer looking at me but straight ahead of where we are walking.

"Thank you." I say but without sounding sad or hoping for pity. I say it with confidence. Harry now looks at me. He bits his bottom lip while giving me a warm smile."Your welcome." He says.

"Really. It meant a lot for you to stick up for me like that. I mean whoa. seriously." I say trying to get my point across.

Harry stops walking and he looks at me. I'm confused. Is he now upset with me? Did I go a little too far...

He grabs my wrist pulling me out the closest exit of the building. "Harry what are you doing?" I ask as we exit. There aren't many students out side as there are inside.

"I had another one..." He tells me looking down. "Are you talking about-" I get interrupted in mid sentence. "Yes. Did you?" Harry's face is confused but a hint of guilt. "No." I say honestly. I haven't had them for a bit. I find it strange because we would usually get them at the same time. Even in different countries.

He takes a deep breath and runs his hand threw his hair. "What was it about?" I ask him now I'm worried. If Harry is scared I have no doubt I should be too.

He takes another breath now locking his eyes with mine. "Do you have anything to do at 5?" Harry asks me. Is he trying to change the subject?

"No..." I shake my head and he replies quickly. "Okay I will pick you up at your dorm then." He says and then walks back into the building.

What?

I'm either crazy or really desperate for a relationship because he just planned a date. Of course I'm not telling Cher. This is all between me and him. Only Val and Harry. It sounds weird having those two names in a sentence. It's odd...

I shake off what just happened and enter into the building. I now only have 5 minutes to get to my next class. This class is Philosophy.

I'm not as nervous for my other classes as I was before. I'm now in an 'I don't care' mood. But secretly I do care. I wish in between breaks I can call Jo. I would love to imagine each other sharing our experiences. Although her first day already happened.

When I make it to the class I make no thoughts while walking in. I find a seat in the back corner that seems to suite me well. I relax and this class is much more calming that the other. No conversations everyone is either writing things down or on their laptops.

***

Mid way through the class the door swings open with force. Everyone's attention including the professors turns to the door. The person to walk through that door leaves me in complete shock.

"Mr Marcus Butler... Why must you want a grand entrance into my class." The professor speaks. Instead his voice isn't of straight authority. A bit sarcasm and humor. "That's the best type of entrance isn't it?" Marcus says scanning the room.

His eyes haven't landed on me yet. I take a gulp and look ahead. Now all that is going through my mind is of when Harry told me to stay away from him. But why? Why would he want me to stay away from him?

"Hello Valentina." Is all I hear with my thoughts being interrupted. Next I feel a figure sit beside me only a few inches away. I take a breath forcing a smile onto my face. "Hi Marcus." I am able to breathe out my words.

Why am I so uncomfortable around him? He has been the only person besides Niall I have been close with. He has been amazingly nice to me sense my first day.

***

Though the whole class I am able to keep my silence until it is to the end of class. I grab my belongings while Marcus tries to speak with me. "Boring professor, yea?" He asks why also packing up his things.

"I thought he seemed pretty nice... I didn't know you were in this class?" I ask changing the subject. "I had to change my classes. My schedule was not balanced..." Marcus speaks with less confidence. I can tell.

Something is obviously not right and I don't want to just let this slide past me. But I need to play it safe. "Well, what is your next class?" I am now all read with my bag and so is Marcus. We begin to head for the door together.

"Theology..." He says now more suspicious. "That's oddly strange. Mine is too." I say and tilt my head at him as we exit the class room. "Cool. Now we can be together again." He says placing a false smile on his lips. I can tell its false because it doesn't meet his eyes.

"Yea." I say pulling the same gesture. The fake smile. We walk to the class but also quiet. I'm not sure If we just are thinking hard or don't have things to speak about.

When we walk into the class I see 2 familiar faces. I believe their names are Liam and Zayn.

When I walk to the seats behind them Marcus doesn't follow. I look to him and furrow my eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" I ask sounding concern. I;m not sure if that is an act or not but our eyes lock contact. "I just need to sit in the front for this class. I really need to pay close attention." He smiles but this one is more comforting than his fake one. It was an apologetic smile.

"Okay." I say turning around and still go sit behind the guys.

They both turn around and greet me with their beautiful smiles. "Hi Val." Liam first says slightly turning his chair also. "Hey guys." I say pulling out my laptop for this class. This subject seems very interesting also but I have a slight feeling I will be distracted.

"Why were you walking with Marcus?" Zayn asks. Now his chair is turned and both of their eyes are on me. "Because I'm pretty sure he's my friend." I say. I see the confusion come on both of their faces, leaving me clueless.

"What?" I say slightly leaving a confused laugh. I may seem pathetic. "Nothing just... No body told you?" Zayn says trying to pull off a smile but isn't working out to well. Now I am beyond confused.

"Told me what?" I asks my tone serious and no doubt so is my face. Liam takes a breath and looks at me with sort of a type of sorry. I do feel a bit embarrassed in front of them not knowing what is going on.

"Marcus's Dad is the Dean of Oxford." Liam announces. I look away from Liam for a quick second and now looking to Marcus. He is on his Laptop doing some type of work.

"What?" I say still clueless. I understood clearly every word he said but I am still in complete shock. Why didn't Marcus tell me this? I'm a complete idiot.

Marcu's Last name is Butler and so is the Deans. Why couldn't I figure this out myself? There had to Be a reason Marcus didn't tell me. Clearly there is more to this story if Harry told me to Stay away from him.

The class begins and the boys turn around from there attention on me. Most of the class I only heard pointless things from he Professor because I have been to busy thinking of why Marcus is hiding this.

This class is also calm and silent. I would call respect full. I take 2 more classes and I am off for the day. I just need to focus. But how can I when half of my mind is taken over by Harry and the other half is taken by Marcus.