"So, when should we get together to work on this project then?" I asked, laying my hands over my binder while looking up. My eyes first fall on Robert, the quiet boy in our group who just shrugs in response to my question. Right, well he's no help. I then glance at the only other girl in our group, Amanda, a perky little blonde who was currently not paying attention. Instead, she had her chin resting in the palm of her hand and dazed look in her blue eyes as she stared at the only other person left in our group. I raised my eyebrow, slowly following her line of vision to see Niall staring down at his paper as he wrote ideas down for our project. He was completely oblivious to the eyes of the girl watching him and I suppressed a grin when he looked up at me, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"What?"

"I asked when we should meet up to work on this." I repeated and my eyes flickered to Amanda who was still staring at Niall. "Amanda, what do you think?"

She didn't even hear me and Niall looked at her then, a frown across his lips when he saw she was looking at him. He snapped his fingers in front of her face and she blinked, then jolted in surprise. "Amanda," Niall said, eyebrows pinching together. "When do you want to meet up?"

"Meet up?" Her eyes widened. "Me and you?"

"All of us," he said slowly, confusion filling his features. "You know, for the group project?"

"Oh." She looked flustered, shifting on her seat. The poor girl. It was so obvious that she had a crush on Niall and Niall was the idiot that didn't even realize the affect he was having on her. "Uh, I could do next week? Monday?"

"Can't." Robert simply stated with his arms crossed. I could already tell he was going to be the slacker of the group.

I narrowed my eyes at him for a moment before looking back at Amanda. "What time Monday?"

"How about eleven in the morning? We could get lunch after if you guys want."

"I can do that." Niall nodded.

"I work." I said then glanced between Amanda and Niall, inwardly smirking when an idea came to me. "But you two should still meet. Get started on it, maybe do a little research. I'll do some research of my own and so will Robert, then the next meeting we have, we'll bring everything we found together."

"Oh." Amanda glanced at Niall, her cheeks flushing. Probably at the idea of being alone with him. She can thank me later. "Um yeah. I'm okay with that. What about you?" She looked nervous for Niall's response, who looked unsure about the idea but I subtly kicked him in the shin. He jolted, blue eyes darting to me in annoyance before he sighed and nodded.

"Yeah, I'm okay with that too."

"Great!" I chirped excitedly, clapping my hands together once and smiling from ear to ear. My gaze met Niall's, who surprisingly was glaring at me and my smile slowly faded. What was his deal? I'm helping him land a pretty girl, he should be happy. "Exchange numbers then so you can talk about where to meet." I ignored Niall, smiling at Amanda as she nodded and hesitantly slid her phone over to Niall. I watched as they put their numbers in each other's phones, a smirk on my face when the professor began to dismiss our class. I gathered my things, slipping my binder into my bag and hurriedly trying to escape so I could leave Niall to talk to Amanda. But before I can make it out the door I hear my name being called and look back to see Niall waving to Amanda. My shoulders slump and I have the urge to slap him upside the head when I see he's walking towards me and the disappointment on the girl's face.

The moment we were out of the classroom I did exactly that; slap him upside the head. "Ow!" He turned to glare at me whilst rubbing the back of his head. "What the fuck was that for?"

"That, was for being an idiot. The girl totally has a crush on you and you were being so standoffish towards her."

He rolled his eyes, frowning as he dropped his hand. "No I wasn't. I was being myself."

"Right." I shook my head, sighing as we headed down the hallway of the school and towards the courtyard. "You should ask her out."

"I'm not exactly looking for anything right now, Emmy. And even if I was, I'm not interested in her."

"Why? She's nice, sweet, and really pretty. Don't tell me you don't think she's pretty." I gave him a dead pan look and he shook his head.

"I didn't say that. She's pretty, I just don't see her that way."

"You don't know her enough to decide that." I state and he shoves his hands into his pockets, pursing his lips as he stared ahead. "What? What's wrong?"

"Just drop it Emmeline, alright? If I don't want to ask her out then I don't want to ask her out. Stop pushing it."

"I'm just trying to help you out...you seem lonely." I mumble but he doesn't respond. It was true though, the past few days Niall had been in his own world and had been quieter than usual. Even more so after I told him the Tuesday after that night with Harry, that I was now officially his girlfriend. He congratulated me but had gone into his little shell, only speaking when he was spoken to. I didn't want to think it had anything to do with Harry and I because that would mean Harry had been right about his feelings towards me. So I ignored it, but now that we were reaching the end of the week and to see he was still being the hermit he tended to be at times, I was worried.

"What's been going on with you lately?" I asked carefully and he frowned, the annoyance slowly disappearing from his face. He glanced at me, lifting his hand to run his fingers through his blonde hair once before dropping his hand.

"I'm heading home tomorrow." He stated. "Saturday is the day."

Shit. Of course it was, we talked about it Monday night after we finished studying. It was the anniversary of his father's death, and also the day he was going to meet the kids of his mother'd boyfriend.

"I'm sorry." I said quietly, not really knowing what to tell him. I was never good with comforting people when it came to deaths. There was no really right thing to say in those times. "Have you spoken to your mom about how you don't like the idea of her boyfriend coming to dinner?"

"No." he sighs. "She's happy with him and I don't want to ruin that. If he's going to ease the pain for her with his presence, then fine. It'd be selfish of me to ask her to un-invite him."

"Well then, who knows? Maybe it will turn out good."

He shrugs and we keep walking until we're walking through the busy quad. My eyes dart around, knowing Harry is here somewhere I look for his tall frame and growing curls on his head. "Hey," I stop and look over at Niall to see his eyes brightening. "You should come with me."

"Come with you?"

"Yeah. Come back home with me and come to dinner Saturday. It would make it a whole lot easier if you're there with me."

"Oh," I pause, thinking over the idea with hesitancy. I hadn't been home in months and if I went with him, I'd have nowhere to stay. Niall didn't know about the shit that had been going on with my parents and I didn't really feel like explaining it to him. And if I did, he'd offer to let me stay at his house and now that I was with Harry, it didn't seem appropriate to do that. "I don't know. I have a ton of homework I need to do."

"Oh come on, Emmy." He says and looks at me with sad blue eyes. "I could really use your support and it would mean the world if you just came. And if I don't like the guy's kids, I can make an excuse to ditch the dinner with you. My mum never says no to you, so she'd let me leave." I frown, feeling the guilt pull at my gut and he puts his hands up in a praying position. "Please? Please please please..."

"I'll think about it." I said, cutting off his pleas. He grins widely and I  shake my head. "Don't smile like that, I haven't said yes."

"But you didn't say no." He sings and I roll my eyes, a small smile on my lips when I look around and immediately spot Harry who is sitting on the stairs next to Cameron on the other side of the quad. "Just let me know what you decide by tonight. Okay?"

"Sure, I will." I nod, looking back at Niall to see him staring in the direction I know Harry is sitting.

"Your boyfriend looks like he wants you to go over there, so I'll let you go. Talk to you later?"

"You don't want to come over there with me? Sit with us?"

"Nah," he shook his head, stuffing his hands back into his pockets. "I'm going to get something to eat. You go without me."

"Okay." I smiled. "See ya."

He nodded and my eyes widened in surprise when he swiftly bent down and pressed a kiss to my forehead. I froze when his lips lingered a bit longer than they needed to before he pulled away, smiled, and swiftly pivoted on his heel. Fuck, I hoped to god Harry hadn't seen that. And that hope quickly vanishes the moment I turn back around and see Harry looking after a retreating Niall. Even from this distance I can see his jaw is locked but as his gaze slides back to me, his face softens. He smiles and waves me over.

He's watching me the whole time as I approach and I feel oddly shy when I notice Cameron staring at me too. I stop in front of them, waving at the gray haired girl beside him timidly. This was my first time officially meeting her. "Hi. I don't know if you remember me, but I'm Emmeline."

She smiled and tilted her head up at me, her red painted lips quirking into a smirk. "I remember you. Your face is hard to forget."

I laugh uncomfortably and Harry nudges her arm, turning a hard glare at her. "You said you wouldn't hit on her."

"I'm sorry. She's hot, I can't help it." She shrugs and Harry rolls his eyes, looking up at me with a smile and reaching out for me. I step forward and once I'm close enough, he grips my hips and pulls me down until I'm sitting on his knee. My legs hang between the space of his spread legs as he wraps his arms around my waist and nuzzles his face into my neck. I giggle, laying my hand at the nape of his neck where I rub my fingers soothingly. Over the past few days I've come to realize this was something he always did whenever he'd see me. Nuzzle his nose into my neck and I'd respond by fiddling with the hair at the back of his head. It was quickly becoming one of our 'things'.

"Shouldn't you be heading to work?" I ask, knowing his shift started at one.

"Mm, yes." His lips brush my neck and I shiver. "But if you hadn't checked the time it's only eleven thirty. We both got out of class early."

"Ah, I see." I say and force his head up, cupping his cheeks in my palms. His lips are puckered when he looks at me and I laugh, quickly pecking them.

"How was class today?"

"Okay. We got assigned a group project. My group isn't too bad, plus Niall's in it."

Harry merely nods, pressing his lips together and I know that he's uncomfortable with the mention of Niall so I don't bother to say anything else having to do with him. Instead, I look over to Cameron who is still sat beside us and still staring at me. I smile at her kindly. "How are you, Cameron?"

"I'm well, now that you're here." She says and I can't help but laugh out loud while Harry sends her another glare. Cameron is beaming in amusement at both mine and Harry's reaction, her eyebrow arching at Harry.

"Quit It Cameron." Harry says lowly and Cameron rolls her eyes.

"You're just worried she's going to leave you for me."

"You don't have a dick, so no, I'm not worried. It's just annoying."

"I'm only complementing her Harry. She should be flattered, if anything."

"I am." I nodded and she raised her eyebrows, waving her hand in my direction.

"You see, the girl is flattered. Let me flatter her."

"That's my job."

"No, your job is to fuck her brains out. Let me sweep her off her feet."

Harry huffs. "Cameron, if you-,"

I laugh, slapping a hand over Harry's mouth before dropping it. "Harry stop, she's only kidding."

"I'm not." "She's not." They both say simultaneously.

"Well in that case, Cameron, you should know I like boys."

She waved me off. "Boys shmoys. I said the same thing before I realized I was a lesbian."

"That's different, Cam. You were lesbian the whole time, you just hid it."

"Well how do you know she's not hiding it?"

Harry was about to respond then closed his mouth abruptly. His gaze slid to me, eyes watching me suspiciously while I merely blinked at him. "Calm down Styles, I'm not in the closet. I'm 110% into guys."

"We'll see." Cameron smiled and I laughed while Harry shoved her until she almost fell off the step beside him. He held me protectively in his arms, pressing his face back into my neck. I could tell by the grin on Cameron's face as she watched the action that although she was fucking with him by constantly hitting on me, she was really happy for him.

"Well, I'll leave you two love birds alone. Emmeline, call me if you decide you might want to experiment." She winked at me the grinned mischievously when Harry's head lifted, eyes narrowing at her.

I laughed but waved at her. "Okay, I'll let you know. Bye!"

She walked away before Harry could say anything to her and I looked back at him when I felt his fingers curl around my waist. "You're not really going to let her know, are you?"

I rolled my eyes. "You of all people should know I'm not into girls." I stated and he pouted, making me smile as I leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "I mean, did you forget Monday night? Or Tuesday night?" I whispered and felt him stiffen beneath me. I smiled, letting my lips linger against his skin before pulling back to look into his jade eyes. He was biting his lip and I could feel the growing bulge pressing into the side of my thigh.

"Oh trust me baby, I did not forget." He said lowly, voice raspier than it was a minute ago. I shiver at the sound of him and wrap my arms around his neck just as he leans forward. He kisses me gently, one hand reaching up to cup my cheek. We kiss for a few long seconds before he pulls back and presses his forehead against mine. "I missed you last night."

"Couldn't handle one night without me?" I tease but my smile falters when I see the seriousness on his face. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Just hadn't been able to sleep last night and yeah, probably because you weren't there." His gives me a closed lip grin, sighing and letting his eyes flutter shut. "Can I stay at yours tonight? Or can you come to mine? Which ever is fine, I just want to be in the same bed as you."

"You can stay at mine." I tell him, lightly running my fingers through his hair.

"Good." He smiles. "Tomorrow night you can come to mine, I think Anthony said he wanted alone time with Lila."

My hand on his head pauses at his words and I nibble on my lip, remembering what Niall had asked me. Should I tell him now? Later?

"What?" He asks, eyebrows pulling together.

"Huh?"

"You're making a face. That face you make when you have something you want to say but aren't sure you should say it. What is it?"

I don't respond right away but resume fiddling with his hair, my bottom lip between my teeth as I tried to word it in my head before saying it out loud. "I was talking to Niall..."

He raises his eyebrow. "Okay. And...?"

I sigh. "And, well Saturday is the anniversary of his father's death. He's going home to see his mom but his mom also invited her boyfriend over and he's bringing his kids, who Niall has yet to meet. He's uncomfortable and upset with it."

"Alright. And what's your point?"

"...He asked me to go home with him. To go to the dinner, for moral support."

Harry blinks at me, frowning before he looks down at my lap. His hand slips to my thigh and he plays with a fray string on my ripped jeans. "Are you going to go?"

"Well he is my friend, and I knew his father and his mom. I feel like I should be there for him as a friend. He's going through a hard time."

I watch Harry carefully for his reaction when his shoulders suddenly lift and fall. "Okay." He nods and looks up at me. "Okay, then you should go."

"Really?" My eyes widen in surprise and he nods.

"Yes. But I'm coming with you."

My eyes narrow. "Harry, you don't need to watch over me-,"

"I'm not. I told you I missed my mum and that was true. I've been meaning to go visit her, so why not go back home when you do too? Plus, where were you planning on staying?"

"Well, I thought maybe I'd go home." I mumble and his eyebrows raise, probably surprised with the idea. "There's a chance my mom won't even be there and if she's not, I'll just have the house to myself."

"And if she is there?"

I open my mouth to respond, then close it. "Uh. I don't know."

He shakes his head and a smile appears on his lips. "If she's there, you'll stay with me, your boyfriend."

I smile at the name, still not used to it but kiss his head when he lays it on my shoulder. "Okay. Fine. That sounds like a good idea. Hopefully Niall is okay with it."

"Even if he's not, he'll have to accept it." Harry mumbles a little harshly and I pinch his shoulder, to which he flinches and whines against my shoulder.

"Stop that. You are to be nice to him and he's going to be nice to you too."

Harry grumbles but silently agrees, turning his head until his lips are resting against my neck. He puckers his lips and kisses me there slowly, making my eyes flutter. A heat spreads over me when he begins to open his mouth wider, letting his tongue poke out. I shudder and lightly push him away when I feel my core clench in need.

"Not now, we're in public." I remind him quietly. Hesitantly looking around and luckily, no one is paying attention to us.

He groans and pulls me closer to him, bringing his mouth right next to my ear where he bites down on my lobe. "Fine. But if I have to share you this weekend, then you're all mine tonight." He lowers his head and this time, bites on the skin of my shoulder. Hard. I gasp. "Got it baby?"

Fuck. I definitely got it.

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I missed harrmeline. Who else missed them? 😩

I've been taking forever with the updates lately because 1. I'm currently struggling with trying to figure out if I want to change my major at school. Right now I'm in the Hospitality Management field, which I want to use to become an event planner but I've been thinking of changing my major to literature, and with that I'd want to work on becoming an editor or publisher. I'm so torn, I don't know what I want to do. 😭
And 2. I've been deleting and re-writing constantly cause I feel like all the stuff I've written lately has been crap. I need some major inspiration. Any good stories I should read?

How do you guys think this trip back home is going to go?

Who do you picture Amanda as? I picture Britney Snow.

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