Sophia Elliott
My eyes widen and I slowly turn myself round, already knowing what's waiting for me behind me. I see Harry stood now in front of me with that same stupid fucking smirk on his face with his arms crossed over one another as I see the prominent outline of his bicep muscles through his shirt. My eyes widen and then quickly shift back up to his as he stares back at me, his smirk not budging.
I turn back around, shoving my things back in my locker and slammed it shut with a sigh. I closed my eyes for a mere second before whipping them open and spinning back round on my heels to face him again. His face was much closer now, our faces only inches apart. He took his arms down and shoved his hands in the back pockets of his jeans, leaving his arms bent and leaning all of his weight onto his right foot, his stare never tearing away from my eyes.
My heart began to beat faster in my chest as I felt the pulse in my fingers and the sides of my head. I was so sure I could just hear the sound of my heart thrashing against my ribcage so loud that everything else was drowned out.
"What?" I asked with not one ounce of confidence, causing him to lean back slightly although not shifting his feet away from where they were planted on the floor. He let out a breathy chuckle as he shook his head and averted his gaze towards the floor before bringing his eyes back up to mine, seeming amused at my question.
I stood with a confused look on my face, which he clearly found more amusing as he stood with a proud smile before clearing his throat.
"I said," his smile turned back into the smirk that was permanently etched onto his face, did you lose something babe?" He kept his hand in his back pocket and I looked at him with my brows furrowed, silently asking what he was getting at. He pulled his hand out and held my phone up between his thumb and index finger, his proud look growing more by the second.
My eyes widened as I stared at my phone then back at him, wondering how he'd got hold of it in the first place. My brain just settled on the fact that I must've left it on the desk when i raced out after Harry came over, so technically, it was Harry's fault I lost my phone in the first place, well, thought I lost it. And of course he's the hero and he's the one to bring it back, probably for some sort of reward.
I sighed in relief and reached forward to grab my phone that was still being held up between his fingers but he pulled it away from my and held it up to where I couldn't reach it, lanky bastard. I threw my head back and groaned, then whipped my head back up to look at him. He still held my phone up high and the smug look still lingered on his face.
I rolled my eyes and reached up for it again, causing him to pull back even further and holding his hand even higher, "ah, ah, ah" he laughed after I jumped up for a third time and he moved back again, both of us not paying attention to the wall behind him until he'd bumped into it and me consequently bumping into Harry's chest.
We both let out an "umph" at the contact that neither of us were anticipating and his eyes widened at the fact I was so close to him right now as he ran his tongue over his bottom lip to wet it and I smirked at the fact I finally had the hold on him now, both figuratively at this moment and literally.
The confidence that he had not even a second ago was completely diminished now and mine thriving, it was honestly like we'd completely switched personalities at that moment in time and to be perfectly honest, I didn't mind.
I kept Harry pushed back against the wall and slowly reached for his hand which had dropped lower from the sudden impact of the wall and my body landing on his. I slowly reached my hand up towards his as his eyes followed my hand towards his, my eyes following my own hand too as I decided not to look at him, and his body stayed completely still as he let me do seemingly whatever I wanted and didn't even attempt to stop me. A smug smile arrived on my face as I brushed my hand against his, causing me to hear Harry's short intake of breath as I placed my thumb and index finger on the top of my phone, his still gripping at the bottom. I kept my fingers there and looked back over to Harry who was still staring at my hand that was close to his before slowly turning to look me in the eyes and noticing my smug expression.
As I pulled my hand up, his grip on my phone loosened and I was able to swipe my phone from his grasp with ease, never taking my eyes off his as they still stared back at me, wide with shock. I smiled at him sweetly, tilting my head to the side and leaning into his face a little further to rasp with a low voice, "What would I do without you?" I felt his body freeze, his green eyes following mine as I leaned back from him, the warm air from our shared body heat dissipating and being replaced with a cool waft of air as we were now stood apart from each other. He stayed exactly where he was, his body still rigid as I heard him release a breath he was holding out through his mouth and continued to stand against the wall.
I spun back round on my heels and began walking away, the smug expression never leaving my face.
See how he likes it huh?
In curiosity, I turned my head and glanced over my shoulder to see Harry still leaned rigidly against the wall, visibly letting out a deep breath and rubbing his hand over his face, I could see the red tint on his face from here.
I turned back around and swung the door open, walking out of the corridor and out of the situation.
I'd say I'm pretty proud of myself for that.
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