Jar Of Hearts

Harry was a player. He didn't know why, he never wants to hurt girls. He couldn't stop himself. Then a new girl in school moves to his town. She changes everything..
After changing everything, she also changes another boys look on love. That boy, is Zayn.
This is a great story of love triangle, friendship, drama, and comedy.

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9. Why Do You Like Me?

I walked into school Monday morning. I was more shy than I was. I said Hi to Anna or Christina, even Louis. I was about to go to my locker, as Zayn kneed on the floor, but I was stopped by Harry. His eyes were as charming as ever. "Hey love." he smiled. "Hi Harry." I smiled back.

"So I know we just met and all that, but I really want to get to know you, so, would you like to go out with me this evening?" he asked politely. I bit my lip. I did fancy Harry as much as I did Zayn. But why not get to know him, I didn't know him like I did Zayn, so why not.

"Honestly, I'd love to." I smiled up at him. His smile grew even wider. "Great, I'll see you after school then." he said. I nodded in agreement as he left, looking over his shoulder at me.

I sighed as I got to my locker. "Hey, I saw you talking to Harry" he smiled. "Yep. He asked me out." I said I as I put in my combination. He looked flushed for a second. "Really? That's great." he laughed. "Yeah," I said simply.

"I'll see you later then." he said as he gathered his books. "Yeah." I replied back.

                    ~*~

When the last period bell rang, I was more than nervous. I'd be going on my first date. I knew everyone heard about it because when girls passed by they whispered to eachother or give nasty looks. I opened my locker, got my backpack out. "You nervous?" Zayn's voice said from behind me. "Yeah! I'm going on my first date." I said. "You've never gone on a date before?"

"Nope, I never even had a boyfriend." I laughed.

He looked at me like I just grew 3 heads. "You're sure about that." he leant forward. "I'm very sure." I smiled. He came closer. "You never even had your first kiss?" he whispered. I shook my head. "Not even that."

"I find that hard to believe." Zayn remarked. "Why is that?" I asked.

"Because you're fucking beautiful." he said. "Shut up, I'm nothing special."

He sighed. Then smiled. "I'll text you later, tell me how it went." he lent in to hug me. "Alright, bye Zaynie." I waved. He only through his hand up.

 ~Zayn's P.O.V~

Crystabelle has never had her first kiss before?! Oh my gosh! She's stunning! Harry's going to be the one to claim her first kiss, because he really likes her, also, as I mentioned before; she's stunning!

I got into my mum's car, and lent on the wheel. I rubbed my forehead, and looked into the rearview mirror. There was Crystabelle and Harry. They walked hand in hand to his car. Amy was looking around, and she looked straight into my car. Her brown eyes looking in mine, her smile faded. I half-smiled. She did too. I started the engine, and I left the school parking lot.

 ~Crystabelle's P.O.V~

I saw Zayn distressed in his car. He really did look like he was about to cry. I felt somewhat guilty. Harry looked behind me and smiled cheekily. "You ready love?" he asked. "Yeah." I smiled. He opened the car door for me. I smiled and sat inside. I don't think Zayn has ever done that for me, and we've taken plenty of rides in his mum's car.

He sat down next to me in the drivers seat. "Well, off we go then?" he smiled. I nodded shyly. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to act on my very first date.

As the sky grew darker, we neared a small cliff. It looked off into the ocean. It was stunning. Harry sighed in relief. "Here we are." he smiled down at me, as he squeezed my hand, intertwined with his. He let go. "This-- is making me speechless." I looked at him. "I take the girls I really like here." he smiled down at me. 

"Oh." I said discouraged. Probably a lot. "Starting now." he smiled at me. My heart fluttered. He pulled me down on the grass. He reached to his overly huge backpack. He pulled out;

A huge ass basket. What?! "How'd you fit that, in there?" I pointed to his book-bag. "I am not sure. But it fit, right?" he smiled.

He lent back a bit. I was too fixated on the moon. It shined like a diamond. "You really like that moon, don't you." he said cheekily. "It's, stunning." I said. "It's got your attention more than I have yours." he said. I looked behind him. I bit my lip.

"Harry.." I asked. "Yeah?"

"Why do you like me?" I confusedly asked.

 

 

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