"Oh please! You're such a sap!" I tease Harry and what he does next is what takes me by surprise. I squeal and attempt to grab the thrown pillow and shake my head. "You're going to get it, Harry!" I laugh and throw the pillow at him before jetting off.
"Olivia!" Harry groans and chases after me around the house like some wild goose chase. I hide behind the bed and try to find that water gun he always keeps in here. As soon as I found it, a fluffy object is thrown in my direction.
The proud boy makes his way towards me and tackles me onto the bed. I giggle and look up at him before licking his nose and I turn to look away. Before I can react, he's already tickling me and I honestly can't help but squirm. I laugh loudly which is soon joined by his. "Harry!" I almost scream
He stops and leans down slowly, my heart races and when I lean in to kiss him-
"Oh would you stop doing that! It's weirding me out when you doze off like that.." Ana teases and I roll my eyes. Yet another fantasy of my crush. Sigh.
I boredly stab at my food, I was almost done until my tiny little day dream. Guess I won't be eating this cold corn. Or broccoli. Maybe I should just go get pizza next lunch. I exit the cafeteria with Ana and stride down to my locker. I check the time and widen my eyes. Maybe I should focus on the bells more often. As I open my locker, I can't help but glance over at Harry's locker just next to mine. The most contact I've ever had with him was when him and I were successful at a science project and we high fived. His hand gave me many dirty thoughts. Despite my virgin-ness.
I head down to third period and try to get comfy in my seat but I know better, I'll attempt to be interested by the littlest of things but still pay attention in case I'm called on. He is exactly beside me in our little group of joined desks and it always makes my heart jump. I wish I could actually ask him on a date, the thing is, I just can't pick up the bravery like Ana.
First of all, I'm not the type to get asked out a lot. Second, I'm rather awkward, so maybe dating in high school wouldn't be the best idea anyway. It's going to be a long two years. "Alright class, let's get started on last nights homework." This is what gets my mind off of him.. Yeah, I'll admit I'm a bit of a nerd. "Any questions?" Mr. Matthews continues. Not a single hand is raised.
I glance over at Harry who only has a little bit of work done. He was at that party last night. I roll my eyes. What's with parties and drinking on a Sunday? "Here." I whisper and pass the questions he hasn't completed to him. Mr. Matthews carries on with the lesson of the day. He's a bit chill with not doing a homework check until the end of the class, the only consequence with that is the person will be confused on today's homework. I'm finding Math quite easy to learn right now.
Harry smiles when he's finished copying and I quickly take the paper from him in hopes of not being caught. "Thanks, love." Harry winks and it makes my heart skip a beat. His accent. So deep. Slow.. Seductive... Oh my god. I'm really the only one in England without an accent. Coming from America and all.
I realize I hadn't replied, he must think I'm a weirdo already. "Uh.. Y-yeah.. You're welcome." I blush a little and literally feel like kissing him because he touched my paper. I'm never going to be rid of this ever.
The end of the day rolls around and I hurry to my locker. I lean my back against the hard, metal surface. "God, I love you for this day." I praise and then turn back around to unlock my locker. I pack my items for homework and quickly squeeze out of the little space I had between my two classmates. I lock my locker and feel a pair of cold fingers on the back of my hand. I look to see who it is and blush. "Sorry." He smirks and I slowly move it away before rushing over to find Ana.
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I'm back at writing... Okay. I don't know if I'm improving because I usually write smut.. And like.. Yeah I hope you enjoy the first part. (I'll be coming up with a cover very soon .. )
