"Yeah, don't worry about it. Happens most of the time." I told him, it was the truth. She usually knocked me around. To her I was just trash but at least I wasn't the one that looked like it.
"She usually does that too you? Sorry, I would've helped if I got here quicker." He smiled at me reassuringly, he was sweet. I'd never seen him before, which was strange. Considering I knew pretty much everybody in the school.
"Yeah, but it's nothing really. Are you new here? Just I've never seen you about before." I started grabbing my things up from the floor, the boy knelt down helping me.
"Aha, got moved here last week. They didn't accept me until Yesterday though. My name's Harry by the way." He held his hand out, I shook it. He handed me my stuff that he'd picked up.
"Thank you for helping me. I'm Lola, nice to meet you. Need help getting to next class? I'm late already but never mind." I stuffed everything into my bag and flung it onto my shoulder. It nearly fell straight back off, I hadn't realised how heavy it would be. I watched as he took out his schedule sheet. I couldn't help but stare at him, he was pretty much perfect.
"English with Mr Norman?" He bit his lip, clearly oblivious to where that was.
"That's my next class, come with me." I wasn't lieing either. We were already five minutes late anyway. Side by side we walked to English, having a general chat about life. I had to be careful what I told him. I knew what I could and couldn't speak about. We'd made it too English and I pushed the door open.
"Where have you two been? You're nearly ten minutes late! This is unacceptable!" Mr Norman practically spat the words out. He had always been an ass, never liked him at all.
"Sorry Sir, I got told to go and find Harry by Miss June because he's just started here. Needs help finding his way around. It was a last minute thing." I lied and it wasn't obvious that I had. I could sometimes act quite well, I managed to keep a straight face when I lied at times.
"Ok then Lola, take a seat. So you must be Harry Styles? Welcome to the school." For the first time in the whole term, Mr Norman smiled. He actually smiled. Wow, there's something that hardly's ever happened. There were typically only two seats left, both right next too each other. Also, right in the middle of the class. We both took our seats. Mel wasn't in many of my classes anymore, which made me feel more relaxed. I was in top sets for everything and she was only really good at Maths and Physics. Everything else she sucked at, she just didn't like to admit it.
"Hey, um, you want to go out tonight?" Harry breathed into my ear. He'd taken me by surprise. Since he hadn't spoken since we took our seats.
"Sorry. I can't. Well, actually, I'm going out with some of my friends. I don't think they'd mind if you came along, would you ike too?" I asked kindly. I didn't usually fall for people this quickly but he was incredible. He was sweet, considerate, caring and incredibly hot. We'd known each other less than an hour and I already couldn't get him of my mind. That was crazy.
"Earth to Lola." Harry was waving his hand in front of my face. Mr Norman had left the room.
"Oh right sorry. What's up?" I felt slightly embarrassed to have been caught in my own world. I never usually did that. Never usually just zoomed out from the world.
"I was just asking what-" Harry stopped his sentence short because of Mr Norman interrupting.
"Be quiet over there!" He shouted at us. I wanted to just walk out the classroom and take Harry with me, but I knew I'd just get shouted at some more. I wasn't up for anymore shouting, I got enough of being bossed around at home. Never mind school.
"What time and place are we meeting up?" Harry got even quieter, I could barely make out what he was saying. I ripped a piece of paper out of my english book and wrote the details down. He read them quickly then mouthed 'thank you'. I mouthed back 'no problem'. The bell screeched out it's awful tune. Then again, I loved it for getting me out of this lesson. Harry was wandering along beside me, I hadn't noticed at first.
"So, what you got next?" Harry asked, resting his arm around my shoulders. I'd never felt so awkward with somebody.
"Um... PE. We'll be running miles. Have I ever told you how much I hate the lesson in general?" I was being totally serious. I hated PE so much. He gigglied a little.
"No, I don't think you have. Care to enlighten me?" He joked. We had a long conversation on the way to PE about things we did and didn't like. When we reached the PE block, Louis came over to me. Looking pretty peeved. Harry continued walking, obviously not wanting to get involved.
"Lou, what's up?" I asked as he came over to me. His expression softened slightly, even though he still had his fists clenched.
"Well, it's not like Mel just went and told the whole school who I liked or anything. Just decided to broadcast it around. I didn't want Isabel to find out this way. That bitch is going to die." Louis was infuriated and he was burning hot. I put my hands on his shoulders, restraining him from moving any further.
"Killing her wont really solve anything. Anyway, when are you planning on telling Izzie anyway? It's been a while..." I was right, he'd liked her for almost a year. He's always just been to frightened to tell her. Isabel was lovely, she was a great friend. Her and Louis were clearly meant to be together. They were the closest out of our group and were usually always flirting with each other. However, they were serious when they wanted to be. I'd seen both sides of both of them.
"Yeah but killing her will get rid of our problems. Maybe tonight at the park. What the heck can I say too her though? Oh, it's been year and I love you. Yeah, I'm sure she'd just love that..." He trailed off, sighing. He wasn't even annoyed or angry anymore, just more downhearted than anything.
"Not all of our problems. Just tell her how you feel. I'm sure she feels exactly the same way, it's a bit obvious." I stated the obvious to him. They were always together. They went everywhere with each other. They just did EVERYTHING together.
"Yeah I guess. Anyway, see you in a bit. Bet you can't wait too run those miles." Louis nudged me, I groaned loudly.
"Thanks for reminding me." I moaned. I got changed into my PE kit, then went straight to the track. Suprisingly, Harry and Louis were already there. A few of the other boys I was friends with were there too (Liam, Zayn and Niall). I got on well with them all, just spoke mostly to Louis. My PE top, was tight fitting. I hated it, it hugged all the places, I didn't want it too. My boobs for instance, considering how pervy some of the guys were in my year.
"You're out before all the others, makes a change. Usually always late." Louis spoke first. I shoved him lightly and he just laughed.
"You can't talk, fat ass." I continued the joke on and Louis pushed me. Close to knocking me over and we started laughing. We always knew how to have a good laugh. The whole time, Harry had just been stood there. Staring and smiling at me. "Miss Lasyarse out yet?" I asked, cheekily. Our PE teacher, was the biggest bitch ever. She chose her favourite's quickly. Her actual name was Miss Eckles. No offence but it was a pretty daft surname, not that it was her fault. She was just born with it. Nobody in our class actually liked her.
"Coming down the hill now. Ready to start jogging five laps, Harry?" Louis asked him nicely.
"Yeah, used to do ten a day at my old school." He wasn't joking either. To me, five laps was ridiculous... But ten, just no. The track was big enough as it was.
"Anybody fancy walking it with me?" I asked, lazily. Joking, but only slightly.
"Hey, no way. Get you're legs moving, lazy." Louis said, rejecting my generous offer.
"Fine, if you insist." In all honesty, I wasn't that bad at doing miles. In fact, I was pretty good. I usually finished before all the others anyway. Starting off a normal pace, each lap I got a little faster. Moving at quite a steady pace, Harry started running alondside me. I didn't have time to talk, running wore me out enough. Also, he was incredibly distracting. Not that I minded him being a distraction. Since he was a nice one to have.
"Ready to sprint the last lap?" He asked, no puffing and panting at all.
"Yup." I replied simply. I was burning up, I had to finish the last lap though.
"Race you." He said, looking and winking at me. Our speeds gradually got even quicker. It was the last 100 metres. I sped off in front of him. He tried to catch up, but failed. When he made it to the end of the race track, I stood there waiting. Holding out a bottle of water out too him. He snatched it out my hand, drinking half the contense of it.
"Hmm... I've just been thinking... You know how you said this was a race?" I questioned him. He raised his eyebrows, forcing me to continue. "Well, usually when somebody wins a race... They get a prize." I grinned slyly. I think he knew what I was thinking.
"Yes... So what would you like your prize to be?" He began to get closer to me. I felt myself warming up. Just then, I got drenched. Someone had chucked a bucket of water all over me.