I love the boys to bits and I also love wattpad and so I've started to write this. I hope anyone who reads this enjoys it. :)

Hello so I wrote this story in 2020/21 when I was 14/15 so I need to admit the grammar and the plot aren't exactly the best (also English isn't my first language) so I am sorry if u feel second hand embarassment while reading its a story abt 2 roommates falling in love

Your eyeballs glued to his ass as he paced the floor in front of you. Your pen nervously tapping your desk, awaiting the ring of the bell. Your heart jolting every time he looked your way. You wanted more than anything to be his. But you knew it was impossible. A fantasy, too good to be true. And besides, what separates you from all those other beautiful women? All those models, actresses, and singers? Oh right. You’re his student.

Description in first chapter!

"You remind me of an old friend. Everyone knows him as the sass master." "Well he should be careful because I'm about to take his place." ________________ A/N: As always, I suck at descriptions. ill probably change it once im more into the story. this is basically Chloe's point of view from petrified. You don't really need to read petrified to read this story.

EXCERPT: I scoffed and waved my hands in the air dramatically in ickiness. Eeww it Smells like tuna!!!! I gagged and looked up. MARCEL HARRY STYLES "You fucking little cunt!!! You have four damn eyes use them before I pull them out with my bare hands idiot!!!" I threatened "look what you did!!! It's zayns sweater fucking bloody hell!!!" I shouted. Sam came over with napkins and helped me clean it. "I-I'm sorry. I was erm distracted" he studdered and tried to help me clean up the food off the hoodie "No shit Sherlock!" I snapped and I felt the entire schools populations eyes on me. Fuck I grabbed a Gatorade from the table nearby which I'm sure was some kids but he'll I'll pay for it later. I took matters into my own hands and poured the Gatorade onto his curly head. You would've thought he would have winced or curled into a ball but nope he just stood there and took what had him coming. Everyone began to laugh and point and I'm sure he's experienced this thousands of times before.

This is my first ever story! =)

My best friend wrote this story for me I hope you like.

Requests are open :) Preferences written by xLexiGurlx

"I just don't want you to be near it okay?" Rebecca said. "She has a name," Harry said angrily. BOOK 1 OF 3: "Don't get angry with me! You're the one fucking with your best friend's fuck up of a sister," she yelled. I put my head down and ignored everyone. I didn't want to deal with any of this. "You know what, fuck you. Go to hell," Harry said angrily and then walked in here, slamming the door behind him. I raised my head at the sound, only seeing him walk towards us. The entire class watched as Harry sat next to me, his body slouched back and his foot tapping. ***** TRIGGER WARNING***** There will be lots of mention of suicide and self-harm in many forms. Please do not read if you are susceptible to getting triggered to said things.