since you guys told me where you're from last chapter, i'll say where i am from as well ;) i'm from NJ, america :p

anyways, enjoy ;)

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Harry POV

"Dude," Dylan says while leaning against the locker beside me. "did you see May today?"

"No." I close my locker. "why?" He smirks.

"She's wearing this shirt, right. It's like a navy blue type and it's tight. Her boobs are fucking huge! What happened to Sadie?" I grip onto my books and push through a fake smile. "Anyways, everyone's talking about it. She usually wears like tee shirts and you would never know she has a rack."

"What do you mean everyone is talking about it?"

"All the guys. Some are just lurking around where her locker is to see if it's true or not."

"Isn't that a bit creepy?" I ask.

"Well," Dylan pauses. "Why are you killing the story?"

"I'm not. I'm just saying, just because she has boobs doesn't mean that every guy has to stare." His eyebrows furrow.

"Have you seen them?" Yes. "They must be like a D cup."

"Why don't you ask?" I ask sarcastically.

"Why are you getting pissy?" Dylan asks. "I'm still trying to convince her to go out with me. You're supposed to help me."

"I never agreed." I hum.

"What? Do you want to fuck with her?"

"No." I defend.

"Tara is saying you guys are an item." I roll my eyes. "Are you?"

"No." I huff. "I broke up with her months ago. In the beginning of June we messed around but we never went on dates."

"Weren't you with Karen in the summer?"

"Ew, no." I say. "I was messing around with her in June."

"That's my man." Dylan grips my shoulder. "I gotta get to homeroom." His locker is downstairs, mine is up. "I'll catch you later." I nod.

Once he walks off I walk to May's locker.

I see guys near her locker. I hear what they're saying and my insides heat up with anger. She's talking to Adam and oblivious to the fact that the pervs in our school are looking at her.

The first bell rings loudly making everyone walk off. Homeroom starts in 5 minutes. Adam walks off and May closes her locker. I stand beside her.

"Hi." She greets kindly.

"Do you have a jacket?"

"Yeah, why?" May asks, pressing her books against her chest.

"Put it on please." She stares at me.

"Harry-"

"May, please just do it. I'll give you mine, I don't care. Just put on a jacket."

"Why?" She asks. "No one is looking at me."

"Yes, people are. A lot of them. And I don't want guys talking about you like that."

"Like what?" Her eyebrows furrow.

"Woah, she has a huge rack. Or her tit's are huge." I mimic. Her eyes look down at her breasts then back up at me.

"They're not that noticeable." I stare at her. "It's laundry day and this was the only clean one." May says.

The bell rings again saying homeroom starts in 2 minutes. "Put on your hoodie, please." May's eyes narrow at me. "I'll buy you large fries."

"And a milkshake." I smile at her.

"Deal." She puts on her hoodie and fixes her hair.

"I'll be expecting that in 48 hours or less."

"Okay." I quickly peck her lips and walks quickly to homeroom.

May POV

I sit in my art room bored.

Our teacher is once again late.

Today we're doing clay I believe. I hate clay because it's messy. I pull my hair into a messy bun and see the door open with our teacher. She starts talking about how sorry she is and whatever.

Within a few minutes she starts explaining our clay project and how she recommends for anyone wearing a jacket to take it off so we don't mess up our clothing.

Half of the class takes off their hoodie's. I debate.

I get up to grab my materials for our new project. I wait patiently in line. I look to my side when I see someone stand to me. "You're not going to take off your hoodie?" Some douche looking guy asks.

"Why do you care?" I ask.

"You don't want you perfectly clean jacket to get messed up, don't you?" I roll my eyes and step forward.

It's my turn to grab the materials and it's on a high self. Are you fucking serious? I go on my tippy toes and fail. I frown to myself. The guy beside me mutters 'that ass' and I feel grossed out more.

"Here." A deep voice comments. It's Harry. He grabs the cup with the materials and hands it to me.

"Thanks." I murmur. I walk back to my seat.

"May, are you going to be okay with the jacket on?" My teacher asks.

"Yeah! Take it off!" Someone remarks.

"Shut up, Brad." Harry quickly snaps.

"You guys aren't even together, why do you care?" The class does that stupid 'oh' thing that I find more annoying.

"Do you want to join Jason in the hospital? Then shut the fuck up you prick."

"Gentleman." My teacher snaps. "Go to your seats and sit down before I send you both to the office." My teacher looks back to me.

"I'll be fine." I assure her. She nods and I roll up my sleeves. Brad sits in the empty seat on my right side and I stiffen.

"May right?" I keep quiet. "How'd you get that name?" I don't speak. "Stutter freak doesn't like to speak." The class laughs. I move my stuff more to the left, away from him. He moves his shit closer to me. I glare at him.

"Can I help you?" I ask.

"Oh, you're speaking now." He smirks.

"Because you're a-annoying me."

"C'mon. This is probably the most a guy has talked to you." The girls behind us chuckle.

"Oh, how'd you know?" I say sarcastically. I move away more.

"Is that stutter gone now? Wow, that might make you more attractive." I stare at him.

"T-thanks 2 inch." His face heats and people around us start laughing. I roll my eyes and look up and see Harry looking at me. I look back at him then to my teacher who is explaining what to do.

"I like your humor." Brad compliments.

"I d-do too." I mutter.

"We should be friends."

"I'd rather have chlamydia." I glance to Brad who is smirking at me.

"Start working." Our teacher says, and I do. I start thinking of what I should make with the clay.

~

I'm in my kitchen after school.

Adam and Ronnie are coming over for a study session.

I'm down here because Sadie and Todd are upstairs and I'd rather not hear them talk or do other stuff.

I hear heavy footsteps come down the stairs and I assume it's Sadie's boyfriend. He pops into the kitchen and I start packing up my homework to go to my room.

"Hey." He greets. I gulp.

"Hi." I murmur. He stands beside me and rests his back into the island. "everything alright?" I ask timidly.

"Yep." He smiles gently at me. I see his eyes scan down my body. "If you ever want to you know, mess around don't be afraid to tell me."

"I'm good, thanks." Todd smirks at me and I walk away feeling my face heat and my insides burn.

What the actual fuck?

A://N

who do you think should play Adam??

anyways, happy new years (eve)

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thoughts??

~lauRen