"Oh, good morning Mr Styles. Nice of you to join us." Mr Davis greets me as I walk into my math class 20 minutes late.

Oops.

I just had to calm myself down, after Louis told me about Niall's bet. I've decided for now I'm going to keep it to myself, which is probably going to come back and bite me in the ass at some point but I'll deal with that later.

"Would you care to explain why you're late for my lesson Harry?" Davis asks, peering over the piece of paper he is holding in his hand.

"Erm..." I hesitate.

Fuck.

Should have thought this through before I walked in the room.

"I had a mean curry last night and it's giving me a bad case of the shits sir." I tell him holding my hand over my stomach. "I'd avoid the boys bathroom if I were you."

A few quiet giggles from students fill the room, however Mr Davis is clearly not amused.

He obviously has no sense of humour because I'm highly amusing.

"Take a seat Mr Styles and make it a comfortable one because you will be in the same seat after school in detention." He grins at me.

Asshole.

I groan in annoyance as I take the only empty seat at the fucking front of the class.

I never sit at the front.

Usually I would argue my way out of detention but I'm trying to avoid going home for as long as possible so it's weirdly convenient for me.

I sit there just staring at the board in front of me, full of mathematical equations that I'm never going to fucking use.

Oh how I loathe math.

I can add and subtract, surely that's all I'm going to fucking need in the real world, not all this x and y bullshit and find the multiple of n. Or the angle of a fucking triangle.

I lean back in my chair, not caring what Davis is talking about, when suddenly I feel something hit my head, falling on my desk.

It's a scrunched up piece of paper.

My head darts around to look behind me, when the culprit catches my eye.

Riley gives me a cute little wave and a stupid smile appears across my face. She mouths the words 'read it' gesturing to the paper ball in my hand.

She's so cute.

I know I've said that a million times but it's the truth.

I shift in my seat and unfold the paper to read it.

Hey rockstar.

Care to join me at lunch today? I found a secluded little spot where no one can see us making out. Sound good to you? Sneeze loudly for no or cough loudly for yes. It has to be LOUD or I won't be able to hear you ;)

Love Riley

Ps. Looking good Styles, you're definitely having a good hair day today.

I roll my eyes playfully at how adorable she is.

I can feel my face heat up.

Fuck, I'm blushing.

Knock it off Harry. Get a grip.

Even after seeing her completely naked on my bed, she still makes me nervous, shy and fucking awkward.

Great.

Now I'm thinking about her being naked again.

I need to stop before I get a boner in class. That's going to be embarrassing and highly inappropriate.

I sit there for a few minutes before another piece of paper flies over my head but lands on the desk.

Quite a good fucking shot to be fair.

Is there anything she isn't good at?

I shake my head in amusement, unfolding the piece of paper to read it.

Harry!
Yes or no?
Don't keep a girl waiting.
Ry x

Shit. I forgot to actually answer.

I cough awkwardly, bringing my fist up to my mouth to kind of muffle out the sound.

I don't think that was loud enough.

I cough again a lot louder this time there's no way she didn't hear me.

"Mr Styles, is there a problem?" Mr Davis asks, turning around to look at me.

"No sir." I tell him shaking my head. "I think I'm coming down with a cold."

I can hear a little giggle coming from behind me and I instantly know it's Riley, especially when she snorts.

"Oh Miss Payne, is something funny?" Mr Davis raises his voice, looking up towards the back of the class where Riley is sitting and I turn around to look at her too, grinning like a Cheshire Cat.

"No sir." She says shaking her head, pulling her lip between her teeth trying not to laugh again.

She's failing miserably though.

"Well you seem amused by something Miss Payne so unless you would like to share the joke with the rest of us then I believe you will be joining Mr Styles in detention at the end of the day."

He must be in a bad mood today if he is giving out detentions that fucking easy.

It's quite funny though.

But at least I get to spend detention with my favourite person.

Wow. If i was to have these stupid thoughts weeks ago I would have punched myself in the face.

A few minutes later, yet another scrunched up paper falls on my desk.

She's got great aim. Maybe she should join some sort of sports team or something.

Totally worth the detention.
See you at lunch.
Can't wait ;)
Love Riley

Honestly, I can't wait either. Even though I kissed her last night it feels like it was days ago.

I sound so fucking needy. I will not turn into one of those cringe, clingy assholes.

That would completely turn her off.

I want to turn her on, preferably with my tongue, in her mouth, moistening her skin, flat against her wetness.

Fucking hell. I'm getting myself all worked up and I need to stop that shit.

Hopefully I can focus on something else.

Highly unlikely but I can try.

...

When math was over I made my way to my next class which was gym with Niall. I'm trying not to show that I'm pissed off with him.

"So where were you yesterday then. You went all MIA." He asks, tying up the shoe laces on his soccer boots.

"I went to see Mitch, no big deal." I shrug, sticking my empty gym bag in my locker.

"What happened? It's always a big deal when you see Mitch. Usually to get drunk or high, trying to forget something. Don't forget I know you Styles, better than you know yourself sometimes. So do you wanna tell me what's wrong?"

He is right. He knows me to well. But I'm not going to tell him about Riley so there's only one thing left to tell him.

"I overheard my parents talking about something. They are keeping something from me and I have a bad feeling about it."

"Really? What do you think it could be?" He asks, full concern in his voice.

I shrug. "No fucking clue mate, but it's definitely not something good from the way they were talking."

"Maybe it's nothing and you're just over thinking things. Do you know if it's even about you or anything to do with you."

"No, I don't know for certain, just assuming I guess. I could be over reacting. It just pissed me off." I say, making our way towards the football pitch.

"Well next time you over react come to me. Going to see Mitchell isn't the greatest idea mate, not after last time anyway. Your parents must be fuming." Niall laughs lightly.

"Yeah they aren't happy, I've somehow managed to avoid them so far, but I'm not looking forward to going home, I'm a dead man walking." I scoff, trying to make s joke but knowing full well my father is going to have my head.

"Wanna sneak out and go O Niels for lunch? Grab a beer or something?"

"I can't I have plans." I say without thinking.

Now I have to come up with some bullshit as to why I can't go.

"Plans with who?"

Erm.

Shit.

Why do I say stupid things and not have any ideas of how to back up my lie?

I've got it.

"Not plans, wrong choice of words, I have detention, lunch and after school."

Good save.

"Why am I not surprised? Sounds like a very Harry thing to do. Maybe I'll ask Riley and see what she is doing instead."

God sake.

Even though I know she will be with me I can't help but feel a pang of jealousy again, even at the thought of him texting her.

The jealous feeling soon turns into anger as I remember his fucking bet.

"I'm just going to the toilet." I lie as I walk back towards the building, as quick as I can, so I can take some time to cool again off before I explode.

A/N

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