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*edited 5/3/2016

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I couldn't help but awe over his amazing facial structure as he came closer. I had to literally wipe away the drool starting to drip from my mouth. (Not literally though.) He was about 20 feet away from us at another table, casually conversing with a group of students in athletic uniform. They were good looking as well.

"So," Sarah came closer to me. "Can you see the literal fire coming from his aura?" 

"What?" I was woken from my little drool fest, "no." I comedically began to shiver. "I'm cold." Sarah gave me a blank stare, obviously not approving of my joke.

"I'm going to call him over, I'll act as your wing woman," I looked back at her in fright, shaking my head vigorously.

"Oh my god, Sarah, I swear to God, please don't, I don't want to t-"

"Harry!"

My eyes widened as the tall boy looked back at us, preferably Sarah, and wave. He had 2 cartons of milk in his hands, and he was trotting on over to us as if it was his spiritual calling. "Hey," his upper facial expression remained emotionless, but his lips curled in a smirk as he handed one of his cartons to Sarah. I was surprised to hear a British accent speaking from his lips.

"You bought one for me?" She seemed genuinely surprised, hugging the milk to her chest while giggling.

"Yeah," he brought his left hand to his hair, shaking it into what he assumed, a better position. It looked worse than before, to be honest. "The cafeteria was having a sale."

The cafeteria only had sales for food when it was going to expire, or had already expired. I set my nervousness aside, taking Sarah's milk and examining it.

With might, I spoke: "Don't they only sell expire-,"

"I texted you earlier, so you can save my number," he interrupted, completely ignoring my existence. I hate when I try.

"You did?" Sarah looked over at me, and gave me some kind of signal. She wanted me to check my phone. Ugh.

XXX-XXX-XXXX: Heeey it's harry x

I looked up from my phone, and gave Harry a pitiful glare. Of course he didn't see it though. He was too busy staring at Sarah.

"You should come to the D Hall party tonight," he shook his hair to position again. It must've been a habit.

"Um," Sarah turned towards me, and I already knowing what she was planning. There was no way we were going to that party. "I think I wi-"

"No!" I practically screamed, causing the green eyed boy to glare at me.

"Why not?" He pressed, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"W-we have stuff to do," I lied, trying to cover it up with a shrug. "right, Sarah?"

"Um-," she was interrupted.

"Well, I technically didn't even invite you, so go ahead and do the stuff you need to do." Ouch.

I was speechless. Suddenly, his remarkable physical features were meaningless to me. "I-I will-"

"I honestly don't care," he rolled his eyes, his, once, attractive accent, quickly becoming an irritating sound.

"Harry, if she can't go," she paused, and pouted her thin, pink lips. "I can't go either."

"Oh," he quickly rebounded himself. "Both of you should come tonight then."

"We'll think about it," she replied, flashing him a smile. Harry nodded, and abruptly left back for who-knows-where. I was ready to verbally abuse the shit out of him.

"He definitely has a small dick," I nodded, reassuring myself of his rude attitude. "He is such an asshole."

"Maybe he's just one of those bad boys," she nodded, almost as if she was trying to convince herself. "The one in those books where he's mean on the outside, but a nice guy on the inside."

I snorted. "Definitely."

"You better take him while I still offer," She laughed. "Because if you don't, I'm going to take him for myself."

"Go ahead!" I agreed with her, enthusiastically.

XXX-XXX-XXXX: D hall, at 10, see you there x

"Ugh he texted me," I groaned, not wanting to be reminded of the fact that he actually had my number.

"Stop complaining, a hot boy is texting you," she rolled her eyes. I swear, her eyes are going to roll back to the back of her head. "Consider yourself lucky."

-

Sarah: Where the hell are you?

Me: im sick af dont text me

Sarah: youre going to that party come back

Me: I died bye

-

I was hiding in my friend's room, at the moment. I felt really bad because I think he hates me. I always steal his pencils in math class.

"How long are you going to stay here, Erin?" I could hear him kicking around a soccer ball, and smell the strong aroma of a cigarette.

"Not long, just until Sarah leaves." I barely spoke out. (I was hiding inside the stuffed closet.)

"Then why are you in the closet?" He chuckled.

"Just in case she comes." I was annoyed. Couldn't he see that I was struggling to breath because of the tight proximity? I was struggling so bad.

"Whatever." I could practically hear the sass in his voice. Just then, I heard my text tone.

XXX-XXX-XXXX: are you here?

"Mother fucker," I rolled my eyes. I wasted muscle movement to read that message.

Me: no but im coming soon

(I was playing my part as Sarah)

XXX-XXX-XXXX: okay. is your friend coming too?

Me: no she hates you

XXX-XXX-XXXX: oh... haha okay well i'll see you in a few .x

Wow, I literally just told him straight up how I felt, and he barely even cared. Something about that made me angry.

I changed his name in my contacts as "rude fucker."

"Do you think Sarah left for the party?" I yelled out, hoping Louis was still in the room.

"Yeah."

"Okay, I'm going to go then." I struggled to get myself out of the closet as I was sweating like crazy. I took toward the door, and I swore I heard him whisper "thank God."

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Yo the original chapter of this wasnt too bad pls excuse the mistakes I kept some in so i dont lose comments have a good day