The Upperclassman

Chapter 3

"So sophomore...we meet again," he smirked. God, he looked so perfect, his chocolate curls cascading down his face. The ends of his hair seemed to kiss his perfect jaw line. His green eyes danced and sparkled in the lighting. I was so taken by his features I didn't notice everyone staring at us, puzzled looks painted across their faces. "You know my sister?" I was brought back to my senses by Luke's question. "Actually, we met this afternoon. She tried knocking me down in the hallway after class let out, very rude indeed." That smirk again. "Oh.. well... Oh..." My brother seemed to be at a loss for words. It wasn't like we were even kind of a thing, but he shot dagger eyes at me from across the table. I knew all too well what that meant. He's going to hurt you. Don't do it. "Well Harry, you should've been watching where you're going. People get hurt that way," I joked, earning a glare from Luke. If looks could kill, I would be six feet underground by now. "Well, has everyone ordered yet? I'm starving!" Lola chimed in. Luke muttered something under his breath, but I chose to ignore. I turned to Harry again, who had a puzzled look on his face, not fully understanding what he did that was so wrong.

Our waitress came over, breaking the awkward silence that came over our table. She dealt out our meals to their designated person. We were all back to joking and talking and laughing. Once we all finished, we walked out to the parking lot and started saying our goodbyes to Louis and Gabi, Niall, Liam, and Zayn. Harry suddenly pulled me by the arm away from the group. His tall figure leaned over mine, his warm breath trailing down my neck, sending shivers up my spine. "I can drive you, if you'd like." Even though he hinted that it was a question, I felt as though I had no choice but to accept. "Yeah, let me just tell my friends and brother, okay?" I responded shyly. I waltzed back over to my friends and told them I was leaving with Harry, earning an eye roll and scoff from my brother. "OK! See you back at your house though?" Chandler questioned, intertwining her fingers with Calum's. I nodded and turned back to Harry. "I'm all ready," I said, smiling. "Great. Let's go," Harry said with, once again, that award winning smirk making its way across his face.

We made our way to the famous black Camaro that I loved so much. He opened the door for me and then made his way around to the other side of he car, stepping in and making sure to duck so he doesn't hit his head. It was such a simple yet amazing sight. He plugged his phone into the auxiliary cord and passed it to me. "Choose anything," he said. I decided on "A Mili" by Lil Wayne. He started to pull out of his parking space. His bass was so good, we looked like something out of a movie, speeding down the highway. To add to my "perfect-movie-couple" scenario, he placed his hand on my thigh. I put my hair up and rolled my window down, letting the cold January air nip at my nose. This was exactly how I wanted this night to go. After about 7 songs, he pulled up to my house. "Thanks for driving me, Harry," I blushed. "Anytime..." I turned to get out of the car, but felt a restraining grasp on my wrist. "Aspen..." he called me by my first name, which I didn't think he knew. "... I'd like to do this again. Even if it's just driving around." I nodded in agreement. We traded numbers and said our final goodbyes. I walked up to my front door, finally noticing Lola and Chandler 's faces gleaming out at me. I gave them a thumbs up and pushed the door open.