The Nerd Project (Re- writing)

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Any directioners ?
I'm a directioner , and damn proud .
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It's sad how Matt can pick out a better outfit than me.

I have on black leggings , and a matching half sweater.

Like I said , sad.

I think Vicky gave me an early Christmas gift , seeing as nun of this belongs to me. I'll have to talk to get about that , it's weird.

"Ready?" Matt asks as he walks into my room.

"No." I pout "I have no shoes to wear with this."

"Dude , your wearing all black , wear anything with it."

"Wear anything with it." I mock , in a mans voice.

"What was that? Miss I need my boyfriend to pick out my outfit."

A smile forms on my face instantly , just by him calling himself my boyfriend. "No fair , your used to dressing girls and dolls and stuff." I argue "I on the other hand , am not."

"Okay , first , I don't dress dolls. And second , you should be used to that girly shit."

I laugh a fake laugh "Are you forgetting that I am a nerd?"

"Your not a nerd , Teddy."

"That's funny , cause last time I checked Teddy Walker is the biggest nerd in our school. How did you even find me that day? Asked one of 'my people' who I was?"

"Let's just go to the party , yeah?" Matt sighed.

That's what I thought. Of course he asked another nerd who I was. "Okay."

I plan on drinking till I pass out.

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The house was packed when we got there. Music could be heard from about five minutes away , and teenagers can be seen walking towards the house. My first party , and I hope I end up like those girls from the movies and books I read.

Totally wasted.

"Stay by my side , okay?" He says as we walked through , or pushed drunk teens.

"Okay." I agreed , hugging onto his arm as a group of boys drunkly smiled at me. "I wanna dance , but I don't know how."

"I'll guide you." He assures me , placing his hands on my waist once we stopped walking "just move." I feel chills run up and down my back as he whispers in my ear

"I can't." I whined

Matt forces my hips to move left to right , pushing my back into his front.

"Just move." He repeats , moving his hand closer to my ass.

"Hey ," I laughed , hitting it "no touching."

"Who's not being fair now." Matt playfully hits me "I'm going to go get us something to drink. Stay here." He demands , kissing the back of my head.

"Okay." I mumble leaning into his touch , only for him to move a second later.

I sigh , running my hand through my hair feeling uncomfortable that Matt is no longer by my side.

"Hey , here by yourself?" A voice said from behind me.

"No." I simply stated. I trust nobody here , other than Matt of course.

"Good , a pretty girl like you shouldn't be here alone." He smiles with his tongue between his teeth.

Saying he's beautiful would be an understatement. His big brown eyes , blackish hair up in a quiff , and British accent is only a part of this boy's beauty.