In love with my bully? ? ? | Harry Styles AU | ON HOLD

Chapter 22

I mean I get where all this is coming from... but still weird.

I looked around the mass of people, surrounding us, in search of a brunette with thick black glasses.

Finally spotting her in a corner...hugging a... boy?!

What the heck!?!

I stopped on my track mouth hung open.

What is happening?!?!

I looked at them in disbelief.
Blinking hopping that once my eyes would open the vision would disapear.

Fuck... it's...real.

She was talking animatedly to a guy, a huge grin on her face.
She even laughed at what he was saying!

What the hell?!
Who the fuck is this guy?!

I felt heat rise in the pit of my stomach and chest, a pang of jealousy, bursting inside me, like a wild cage animal, trying tp break free.

Who's that fucking guy?!
And why on earth, was she even talking to him?!
I thought she didn't had friends?!

I mean she does but, boy friends.
She shouldn't even have boy friends! That's so...wrong!

Yeah!
That's just not Okay!

She should not be aloud to talk to guys. Yeah.
No guys at all.
No one. Just me.

Definitely if she wants to smile at them.
Hell no!

I stared at him, hopping that my stare would burn holes in his head and that he'll disappear.

"Mate!! What are you looking at?" Zayn asked with a frown.

Zayn Jawaad Malik: My best other  friend.
He's a cool laid back guy.
And well, he's pretty good looking as well, with tanned skin, hazel eyes and long eyelashes, who'd even make a girl cry and burn herself in envy.
He was the only one out of us, who had tattoos.
He already had 3 on his arms: a pink Floyd triangle a boombox and a peace hand.
And he was planning to get more.
He was a bit of a geek at times and loved art.
He also has a secret obsession with power-rangers, Pokemon amd minions.
Like he looooves them. As weird as it sounds coming from a "bad boy" like him. He was hard as ice on the outside and soft like cotton  candy on the inside.
Guess that's pretty much all I can say.

Zayn followed my gaze, and raised a confused eyebrow at me when he didn't   find anything interesting happening.
Nothing that could explain the shocked expression on my face.

My heart started to race in fear. Freaking out at the idea of him finding out my secret.

I sighed in relief when he turned back at me with a concerned look.
As if I had gone mad when I didn't reply and started sweating,  face turning red.

The lads didn't knew about Sarah yet.
I should tell them though. Feels bad about keeping it to myself like that.
I mean they are my best friends...
Maybe later?

Louis, who followed Zayn's gaze, and his eyes grew wide an amused smile growing on his face.

He turned to me and smirked, shooting me a knowing look.
He even wiggled his eyebrows at me teasingly.

I frowned and punched him on the arm.
Mumbling curses at him.

"Shut up, Tommo!!"
I said.

He laughed, feigning innocence.

"What?
I didn't say anything.
Is there something bothering you, or maybe someone...?"
He said tone getting more and more teasing.
He looked straight at Sarah anf mystery boy then back at me.