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Chapter 4

September 4th, Friday.

Zayn

Harry didn't want to come over to work on the project. He makes me laugh with how sure of himself he is about avoiding me. He thinks he can avoid me and thinks that I won't get him. Well, today he isn't getting away. I'm making sure that I don't leave school without him.

Us being paired together for this project is the best thing ever. It gives me a huge chance to make a move. He may not like me touching him now, but just wait, he'll be begging for me to soon. He's just new to this, he'll learn to go with it as the time passes.

I stood against the wall, like usual with Liam by my side, and we were watching the crowd of students in the hallway rush to their respective classes. There was only one person I could see in the entire crowd though, the person my eyes have been focused on since the moment I first saw him.

As always, I love watching him. Whether he eating, talking to someone, doing work in class, walking, or just plain standing there. I love every movement he makes, and I can't help but watch.

He was talking to Niall. They were discussing something, and all I could do was watch his lips. I admired the way they moved when he spoke and licked my lips, wetting them. I loved his smooth pink moist lips, God, the things I wanted to do with that pretty mouth of his. Briefly, I had wondered at the back of my mine how mine would feel against his.

They made their way towards my direction, walking to class, I assume. I smiled when Harry's green eyes met mine. He gripped onto Niall's arm. I bit my bottom lip, winked, and blew him a kiss. He grimaced and made a gesture that showed he was throwing up at the thought of being kissed by me. He scoffed and kept going down the hall with Niall in tow. He is so cute, he doesn't even know it.

I resisted my urge to follow him and went with Liam to first hour. We sat in the back and he turned to me smiling.

"So, how is going with, Harry?" He asked me. I chuckled and hit his arm playfully.

"Pretty well, he's perfect." He laughed and leaned back in his seat.

"You never told me who he was." He raised an eyebrow. I smirked.

"You remember, Louis?" I asked.

"Louis Tomlinson?" I nodded.

"He's his younger brother." Liam gasped, but was soon smirking again. He gave me a high five. I laughed.

"Holy shit, mate." He said. I nodded.

"Yeah, and he's a feisty little thing." I told him.

"Just your type, huh." He chuckled.

"Gets me excited just at the thought of him fighting against me." Liam nudged my shoulder. I chuckled.

"Keep it in your pants for now. He's a kid." He joked. I grinned.

"I am," I said, "But, nothing's wrong with a bit of fun."

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Harry

I've been dreading this class all day. I have to sit next to creepy Zayn again. Not only that, but we are going to have to discuss our project in class today, because the teacher is giving us time to work on it during school. Why was I the unfortunate one that had to paired with this creep? Coming to this school has been bad luck for me, all because of Zayn.