Abandoned Swing ▸ Leigharry

|Chapter 8|

Leigh-Anne's Pov

"hey Jesy?"

"Yeah?"

"What'dya think about Harry." my voice was low and in a whisper as I watched him from afar. He hadn't noticed that Jesy and I were here but I didn't want him to. It was nice just watching him. Jesy set down her book and her eyes followed mine to the beanie-wearing guy.

"Eh, he's fit but not my type." I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"Not like that . . I meant just in general." she looked at me suspciously before looking at him again. He would soon recognize us if we kept staring at him, I thought picking up my book. It's been only a few days since what happened at my house and I feel that my mind is over thinking the whole thing. He probally forgot about it.

" s'good lad . . why? thinkin of hookin up with him?" my lips twitch at the sides from Jesy's teasing and I shake my head again.

"just curious." I defend.

"remember . . that killed the cat."

a snort comes from my mouth. "I guess I'll be one dead cat then." Her lips part and a surprised laugh comes from it.

"are you takin intrest in this curly lad?" I shrug my shoulders and lick my lips once his's green eyes finally lock to mine. Jesy seems to take notice and that knowingly grin sneaks its way to her face causing me to smack her in the shoulder.

"Stop."

Jesy holds up her hands in defense, "didn't peep a word." her words are innocent but the way she says them sound far from it. Harry's getting close to our table and once he takes a seat beside me, Jesy comes up with an 'excuse' of having to go to the loo.

"Leigh, hey." his dimples are deep as he spreads his lips out into a smile. It gives me the urge to just grab him by the sides of his face and plant a big kiss on those plump lips of his.

"hey harry." I reply with a subtle nod to my head. A loose white shirt hangs from his tattoed chest giving me the perfect shot of his butterfly tattoo. My eyes divert from his exposed skin, into his eyes which are staring at me.

"haven't seen ya in years."

I laughed. "it's only been a d- not even 24 hours." his smirk deepens and my pulse rises.

"that's too long to be away from you." I roll my eyes with a smile and my cheeks heat up causing him to chuckle. I knew that I was starting to grown a school-girl crush on the green-eyed kid but I'm certain like all the rest, it will vanish. For right now, I was ok with just being friends.

"I'm sorry you had to suffer that long."

"you should! especially letting me leave your house after barely seeing you in any clothes-"

"hey," I cut him off with a laugh. "I put on clothes. it's not my fault if your a horndog, now is it?" I ask with a smile that causes him to do the same.

"I guess not." he replies with a shrug. I pick at the wrecked book that is in my hands until it's snatched out of my own and into, Nathan's. I curse under my breath once the all-time jock takes a seat besides me, oblivious to Harry sitting beside me.

"Leigh, babe. " my eyes narrow down into a glare..

"I'm not your babe . . never will be."

"ow that stung. Did I interrupt your date or soemthing."

"no!"

"Sh!" The librarian snaps in my direction. I cowar my head down in embarrassment but shoot a glare Nathan's way.