*Harry’s POV*
*Friday*

Bella sits next to me, leaning on her propped-up arm as she places her sandwich in front of her.

“This thing looks disgusting,” She shakes her head before running her fingers over the food, debating on whether she should it eat it or not.

I laugh a little. “Careful, the thing probably has fucking rat poison in it.”

“So, have any of you talked to Destiny yet?” Zayn asks the girls quietly as if I couldn’t hear them. Bella isn’t listening as she was chatting away with Niall about the atrocious lunch food. She doesn’t really know about Destiny and me because I specifically told everyone to keep their mouth shut about this in front of her. I don’t need her pestering me about it.

Bella pulls her uniform collar up, a little, hiding some her of cleavage, but the effort doesn’t do much good. It just gets me thinking about everything she’ll let me do to her tonight.

“No, I tried yesterday, but she completely ignored me.” June shakes her head, running her hands through her hair.

“Yeah, me too. She completely blew me off.” Zayn sighs.

The lunch room doors open, and in walks Destiny. With her head cast downward and her short hair a little measily looking. She slowly walks over to the vending machine. I remembered last year, she would always insist on getting a protein bar. Looking at her options, she puts in a couple coins and bends down. In her hands is a messy bottle of water. She walks over to the empty lunch table across the room, and sits herself down, reminding of last year when I caught her by surprise at the beginning of the year.

I roll my eyes and turn my attention back to the conversation my friends were having about her.

“It been a whole week since she’s been here, and it feels like she doesn’t exist,” Elizabeth says, watching Destiny from the corner of her eyes.

“She used to be kind of cool, now she just not …” Louis shakes her head, joining in their conversation.

“Well, looks like that’s going to change. Look Owen’s here now.” Neal says, coming up behind Louis and Zayn. Owen hasn’t been at the school since Destiny has arrived, and everyone is pretty sure something is going on between them.

“Owen!” Some boy calls him, from the table next to us.

“What do you want?” Owen spat at him, angrily. Apparently, exhausted from all the questions he was receiving about Destiny.

“Destiny.” He says, motioning his head towards the lonely Destiny who was leaning against the wall in her seat as she fiddled with her phone.

Instantly, when Owen saw Destiny, his angry eyes transformed into a bright smile. Casually, he walked over to Destiny and plopped himself a few inches away from him, as he placed his arm on the table and rested his arm on it as he looked at Destiny seductively. “Hey there. beautiful,” Owen smirks at her, loud enough for half the lunch room to notice.

Destiny looked up at Owen, and then at his arm and then back at him. Pressing her lips together, to struggled to suppress her laughs.

“Why are you laughing?” Owen questioned her.

“Nothing. Nothing. I’m not.” Destiny shakes her, head as she still tries to not laugh.

“Yes, you are! What! Am I not sexy enough for you? Huh? Huh?” Owen asks again.

Before Destiny could say any more, the lunch lady came by, “Boy, get your elbow off this mashed potato. I need to clean it up.”

“What? Oh, gross!” Owen yells, lifting his arm up, just as Destiny lets out her suppressed laughs. You could hear her sweet, joyful laughter from a mile away, it would echo through the halls and into each and every room in the house, and would cheer everyone up.

I catch myself smiling at her laugh, and immediately I change it back to a blank expression, hoping no one noticed.

“Oh, you think that’s funny, don’t you?” Owen glares at her, a little too loudly, as a smirk plays on his lips. Unable to reply back, because of all the laughing she was doing, Destiny nods at him. “Oh, yeah?” And with that, Owen wipes his dirty arm on Destiny.

“Oh! Ew, Owen! You’re so nasty!” Destiny laughs, tiring to push his arm away from her.

After a little while, of the two laughing at each other, someone in the lunchroom screamed out, “Get a room, you two! We’re trying to eat!”

Immediately, Owen and Destiny went quiet and shot the kid a dirty look.

Destiny was the first to break the silence, “You know what, we should get a room, Owen. It’d just be the worst atrocity to laugh and talk in front of others. I mean that’s just disgusting.” Destiny rolled her eyes, getting up and starting for the lunchroom door, out.

“This year just got a lot better,” Owen smirks, to himself, as he watches Destiny leave, before getting up and following her.

“Do you think they’re …” Louis started.

“No.” Ally shakes her head.

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