One Direction - It's Gotta Be You Read online

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  Susann's POV:

  "Susann, are you coming?" I looked up to see Alette staring down at me.

  "What?" I looked around me, only to see the bus empty. Alette laughed and dragged me up from my seat.

  "Can I ask you what or who you were thinking about?" She looked at me with a curious smile, but she obviously had a second motive.

  "Nothing much really," I answered cause I know it would irritate her.

  "Fine then! I just noticed you didn't say much during the ride and was just wondering if everything was alright at home," she answered.

  "I wasn't thinking about anyone special, if that's what you were wondering about?" I smiled at her and I could see she was then satisfied with my answer. It had only been a week, and I already knew her too well. As we walked off the bus I noticed a slight change in weather. The sun had finally made its way in between the fog, and it almost looked bearable to be 1st of December. I continued forward, only to see Aiden walking towards us. I looked over at Alette, but she only laughed back at me and hurried over to Fatema and the other girls. As I was to follow her, I heard a familiar voice behind my back.

  "Hi Susann!" He said and tapped me on my shoulder. I took a deep breath and turned around only to face the one person on this school I tried to stay away from.

  "Hello Aiden," I answered in a slightly annoyed voice. I really felt mean talking to him like that, but I was just not in the mood. For those of you who doesn't know who Aiden is, I can tell you that he's the nicest person you can ever imagine, just not when you know he's crazy about you. I think everyone knew about it, and I just didn't have the heart to reject him.

  "I'm really sorry, but ? uh? I'm late for class." I smiled at him nicely and we said goodbye before I walked over to the girls.

  "It's not funny." But they didn't stop laughing. At one point I laughed a little myself before we separated into our different classes.

  After two hours with math and two hours with sociology, my least favorite subjects, Synne and I decided we wanted to walk over to the shop near the school area, as it was lunchbreak in only a few minutes and I was really thirsty. Of course the weather had turned on me as it had started raining. As we entered the shop, I was soaking wet. I walked straight over to the cold area to get me something to drink. Suddenly I heard a bunch of screaming girls getting closer and closer to the shop. I looked up with my hands filled with bottles for all of us, and almost managed to get out of the way before a boy with a purple hoodie and white converse ran me over. Before I knew it, I was sitting on the floor just to see every single one of my bottles spread all over the floor. I looked around to see if I could spot the responsible one, only to spot a hand reaching out for me?

  DEL 4

  Susann's POV

  "I am deeply sorry, I didn't see you in the rush, are you ok?" I grabbed the hand and he pulled me up. I turned to face him, only to end up looking into the most gorgeous, green eyes I'd ever seen.

  "Are you alright?" He asked me again, as I had gotten completely lost in his eyes the first time. I got to my senses and looked at him. I noticed his curly hair sticking out of his purple Jack Willis hoodie. I looked around on all the bottles lying spread all over the floor, it reminded me of what he had done just a few seconds ago.

  "Yes, I'm fine, but no thanks to you," I answered back, maybe a little too rude because a surprised look spread over his face.

  "Well, as I said I'm very sorry. I heard the girls outside and?"

  "And you thought that was a good excuse to run me over? Who do you think you are anyway?" As if it was even possible, he looked more surprised as I continued talking to him. I realized that I might have taken it all too far, I guess I just wasn't in the best mood today. I took a deep breath before looking at him again.

  "I'm sorry for overreacting, I'm just having a bad day I guess..." He laughed a little with the most adorable laugh you could ever imagine.

  "It's alright. It's my fault anyway, you had every right to be angry. I'm Harry by the way!"