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Zarry - Being Dense

FLUFF, SMUT, NERDY HARRY, INNOCENT HARRY.

Harry is sitting at his desk. Well, technically speaking it’s not his desk; it’s just a random desk in a random classroom in the only part of school that nobody seems to go to at lunch time. That’s why Harry’s there though- he likes having the peace and quiet to do extra work when everyone else seems intent on running around playing football. He’s never really seen the attraction himself; getting muddy and sweaty and exhausted only makes you uncomfortable and tired for the rest of the day and from what Harry’s seen there is a direct collation between those who spend their breaks running around like lunatics and those who fail every single assignment they are set.

So here he is, sitting and working on a particularly challenging equation and loving every second of it, knowing that he’s getting ever closer to the result with every bracket and number he writes.

“Excuse me, could you tell me where the canteen is please? I’m new here and I’m a little lost.”

Harry waits until he’s finished this part of the question before looking up to see who it is that feels the need to distract him. “Yeah, it’s just down the corridor and to the left.” He smiles just to be hospitable and then sets back to work while everything is still fresh in his head. He’s not shy, he’s just busy.

He starts writing the next line of the equation, before pausing “Was there something else?” He looks at the new boy expectantly as he just stares at him.

“Erm… Like I said I’m new here. I don’t suppose you’d like to show me around would you?” The new kid’s eyes don’t leave Harry’s face for the entire time and if Harry was to tell the truth he’d say it was unnerving to say the least.

“Sorry, I’m kinda busy.”

“Oh.” The new kid replies, walking towards Harry and sitting down next to him “What you doing?”

“Just some advanced maths.”

“Cool.” Zayn replies, looking around the room now and taking in the surroundings. After a moment of complete silence he speaks again “I’m Zayn by the way.”

Harry sighs and stops his work once again “Hi, I’m Harry. But like I said I’m kinda busy.”

Zayn stands up quickly, fumbling around to push the chair back under the table “Yeah…right…sure, sorry. I wasn’t thinking. Yeah….see you around then Harry.” He smiles at the curly haired boy but it goes to waste as Harry’s back to being engrossed by his numbers.

*

Zayn walks out of the classroom, being careful to close the door extra quietly so as not to disturb Harry any more than he already has.

“Hi Zayn, where are you headed to?” A cute blonde girl links arms with him and leads him in the opposite direction of the canteen. Zayn isn’t entirely sure he wanted her latched onto him; she seemed nice, but he’d only known her all of two hours and he didn’t even know her name.

“I’m just going to get lunch actually.” He gestured back in the opposite direction and smiled apologetically as he tried to prise himself away.

“I thought maybe you’d like a tour of the school.” She pouted a little and it really didn’t suit her.

“I’m really quite hungry.” He replied, being a little more forceful with trying to push her away.

“Fine.” He sighed, finally pulling away from him and walking off in a manner while Zayn thought was probably meant to look a mixture between sexy and annoyed.