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Harry sat at his desk running a hard led pencil quickly and softly across the paper in his black sketch book. He looked up every now and then to look at a reference, a picture of him and his sister Gemma. Harry felt a light touch on his shoulder. When He looked up at the unidentified person that the hand belonged to it was no one other than Zayn, Harry's best friend since 4th grade.
"What's this for?" Zayn asked looking at the sketch pad.
"It's for my mum's birthday." Harry said with a smile creeping to his face. He was so proud of his drawing that he put so much effort in to, and it showed!
After a few more strokes of the pencil and some slight shading it was complete.
The class bell rang where Mrs. Wilhelm entered shortly after. She took her seat at her desk as the students got settled into theirs.
"Hello class! Today we have something very important to talk about!" She said after a quick throat clear. Most people knew what was coming next.
"As some of you may know I take my art students to Manchester every year where we go to a few art museums then your free to do what you want for a few hours. I wont require you to be with a chaperon during your free time, as long as you have a partner or a small group that's okay with me!" Students looked around the room excitedly already picking their partner or groups in their heads. Harry turned to Zayn who gave him a kind smile and slight head nod. Not only was Zayn in art but they knew that Liam had it second period so they basically had their group handed to them.
Mrs. Wilhelm walked between each row handing out permission slips.
"These will need to be signed by a parent. Please hand these in by next week Friday, along with $150.00 to cover a hotel room for the night. Also by tomorrow there will be the chaperon list for the museum. There will also be five other teachers going with us so please sign up for a group."
The class period felt like it went by fast all they discussed was the trip then for the last five minutes talked about chalk pastel verses oil pastel. The bell rang every student got up quickly. The halls swarmed with students. The jocks stuck together by their usual water fountain, one who caught Harry's eye everyday was Louis Tomlinson. He is the meanest person in their school. He's also the captain of the football team and the hottest girlfriend, Millie Clayworth. Millie and Harry where friends for quiet a few years but then had a falling out the second she dated Louis. He always thought Louis was jealous of his friendship with Millie but it never bothered Harry because he had Liam and Zayn.
"Harry?" Liam said swinging a hand in front of Harry's face pulling the curly haired boy back into reality.
"Zayn and I were saying that it should be us three in a group for the art field trip, is that cool with you?" Liam informed.
Harry nodded his head quickly and smiled revealing a dimple on both cheeks.
"Okay, perfect! I suppose it will also be us three in a hotel room together?" Zayn questioned.
"Yeah that sounds good, I'm sure you and Liam will keep each other cozy in bed together!" Harry laughed.
Liam's face went full red while Zayn fumbled over words to switch the subject. It was no secrete that they had a small crush on each other everyone knew, except for Zayn and Liam.
"I-I...I uh...I have to go to class." Zayn said grabbing his book bag from the tile floor then fast walking away from the other two boys.
"I actually have English next, where are you going?" Liam asked Harry.
"I have Maths but I need to go to my locker so I'll walk with you." Harry said flinging his bag over his right shoulder.
The two boys walked in silence for a little bit.
"So are you excited for the art trip?" Liam asked to fill the empty space.
"Yeah..it should be fun. Who in your class is going?"
"Me, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan,-"
Harry cut Liam off doing a quick halt in the hallway.
"Louis Tomlinson? He's in an art class? He's in your art class?" Harry asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, why do you have a crush on him or something?" Liam laughed at Harry's reaction.
"No! Dude that's weird, don't ever say that again. Louis and I hate each other..I thought you knew this!"
Just before Liam could even answer who other than Louis and Millie attached to his arm strolled by Harry. A harsh force hit Harry in the arm making him slam on the brick wall.
"Didn't see you there, Faggot." Louis said earning a ditzy laugh from Millie.
Harry rubbed his sore arm. Then shot a look at the back of Louis' head.
"See, some days it's worse...and Millie what a bloody whore she turned into."
Liam gave a small awkward chuckle to Harry's commentary about he's ex girlfriend.
"Sorry Li, I know you and Millie had a thing." Harry apologized.
"No man it's cool, she did change and not for the better." Liam half heartily agreed.
After a few classes the bell for lunch rang. Students filed into the cafeteria Harry looked everywhere for Liam and Zayn who were no where to be found. After wondering about he smacked into someone.
"Sorry." Harry said turning around.
A blond haired boy with brown roots gave him a sweet grin.
"Don't worry about it mate! Are you looking for someone?" The blond asked in a concerned voice.
"Uh yeah, just my friends Liam and Zayn." Harry looked around the room.
He knew who the blond kid was, Niall Horan not only was he on the football team but he was also best friends with Louis and that was the last person Harry wanted to get involved with.
"Oh Liam Payne?" Niall had a late reaction.
"Yeah."
"I'm actually sitting with him, we were going over some work for science. You're welcome to sit with us! And Zayn, he's the kid that's always attached to Liam right?" Niall chuckled.
"Yeah that sounds like Zayn!" Harry slightly laughed.
"You can meet me at the table I just need to go to the bathroom, there is a seat next to Louis I think. It's right over there" Niall pointed in the direction of the table the teenagers were sitting at.
"oh great a seat next to Louis. Something I could only dream about." Harry said to himself as he walked over to the empty seat placing some books he had in his hand on the table.
When Harry got to the table it was mostly filled up with jocks apart from Liam and Zayn.
"What's this tosser doing here?" A well built guy snorted.
"I-I-I was just" Harry could barely get out words.
"You were just leaving." Louis laughed pushing all Harry's books off the table into one big pile on the floor.
There was a loud roar of laughter from the table. Harry got up to collect his books off the floor then walked away looking back at Liam and Zayn who sat there in complete shock.
Harry sighed bowing his head in shame
"I deserved that one, I guess that's what I get for sitting near Louis Tomlinson" Harry whispered to himself as his curls hit his cheeks.