Chemistry Within Chemistry
Pairing: ceo!h (but you're in college) and writer!y/n
got this idea from tiktok!
Where Y/N and Harry’s chemistry is so strong that they even bring it to Chemistry class.
wordcount: 638
"Good morning everyone, I hope that you're all ready for the warm-up recitation I asked you to revise on as we are starting a new topic and those are the basics needed." Professor Adams says, re-arranging the cards.
She was always everyone's favorite professor because unlike others, she's actually very passionate in teaching.
"First up... Mr. Styles, please stand up." She says skimming everyone at the room. "Ah! And Ms. Y/L/N, stand up please. I will say the question once, and the first person to tell me the answer gets the +5 in the finals. No stuttering, no "um" and if you get an answer wrong the other player automatically wins. Are we ready?"
You and Harry both nod. In the class, the two of you were the smart people of every class. You know when there's always those two smartass getting the highest grades? That was you and Harry.
"Give the six elements that are most reactive with water." She reads out and you immediately raise your hand. "Ms. Y/L/N."
"Li, Na, K, Rb, Cs, and Fr are the alkali metals reactive to water." you say hurriedly.
"Good job. There are 3 least reactive elements, enumerate them."
"Copper, Silver and Gold." Harry says barely letting the professor finish.
"And what are the most?"
"Potassium, Sodium, Lithium." Harry answers before you even got to open your mouth.
"Very good, Mr. Styles. What is the 90th element of the periodic table?"
"....Thorium." You mumble out after a loud silence was dropped.
"33rd?"
"Arsenic." Harry shrugs.
"Atomic Number of 100."
"Fermium!" You shout the panic and pressure arising.
" Atomic Number of 108."
"Hassium." Harry takes a deep breath trying not to focus on his shaking hand. He's a perfectionist and you see an uglier person at the mirror when your grades are low. What a perfect combination.
" Atomic Number of 87."
"Francium...?" You mumble the question tone.
"Impressive the both of you. This is the tie breaker, it has an atomic number of 25."
"Manganese." You shout at the same time as Harry does making him slam his hand on his table.
"I said it first!" You tell him.
"What? No! I was clearly first." Harry argues back.
"Clearly my ass." you scoff.
"Mr. Styles and Ms. Y/L/N." she says with a stern stare.
Although, Harry found this even more amusing. He smiles cheekily at you and your irritated frame as smoke could've come out of your nose. You only rolled your eyes at him and stared back at Professor Adams.
Her lips were formed into a smirk was what surprised you though, "Seems like you two have something called, chemistry no? "
"Wha—"
"Of course we do, Y/N's my girlfriend." He watches in amusement as you became all flustered.
You choked on your saliva snapping your head at him because you absolutely weren't even close to friends. Just last night he hid all of your books so you couldn't study so you spent it with him, trying to get your bloody books back!
"Ah, Ms. Y/L/N?" A teasing grin forms on her lips making your eyes widen.
"She's a compound of Barium and Beryllium, isn't she?" Professor Adams laughs at Harry's reference making your cheeks heat up even more.
"Shut up." you mumble.
"Okay *cough* BaBe." he smiled with dimples while you covered your face with your hands shaking your head.
"Please take your seats." she nodded at the two of you and as you sat down Harry shot you a wink making you bite your cheeks to prevent from smiling. Instead, you stuck your tongue out at him childishly as he silently giggles sticking his tongue out too.
"I'm not bitter. I'm really not." Professor Adams mutters to herself, facing the blackboard.