Dusk h.s.

Chapter 47

Harry and I basically have a staring competition in our first class.

"I love you." He mouths to me, and I quickly return it.

I am fully aware that Luke is sitting in front of me, but I don't care. I'm so excited for next Friday that I can't even function properly.

Harry smirks as I melt in his gaze.

When class is over, he pulls me aside in the hallway. "You look cute today."

I roll my eyes, "Sure."

"I mean it." He presses his gentle lips against mine before walking off, heading towards his class.

I go through my morning classes pretty quickly, only taking two tests today.

Lunch time comes and I head towards Harry and his friends.

When I approach them, Harry stands up, lifting his tray.

"What are you doing?"

"Come with me." He smirks and leads me out the cafeteria.

"Harry, where are we going?"

"I wanted to just be with you for lunch."

He guides me out to a small tree with no people around. He sits down on the ground, obviously waiting for me to join him.

"How was your day?" He asks.

"It was pretty good. I think I've managed to fail both my tests today."

He chuckles slightly. "I'm sure you did fine."

"Yeah, okay dad."

We laugh together.

"So listen, I know that we haven't really gotten a chance to talk about.....you know...."

I instantly know what he's referring to. That guy at the party.

"Luke kissing me?" I suggest.

"Don't play dumb, Anna. Yeah, I'm pissed about that, but you know very well what I mean."

I sigh. "Why do we have to talk about that?"

"Because it happened and....."

"Exactly Harry, it happened. Neither of us can change what happened. Can't we just get over it? There's nothing to talk about."

"There's actually a lot to talk about."

"Nothing too serious even happened."

"He put his hands on you. That's serious to me."

I shake my head in disgust. I thought he wanted to just have a nice lunch alone with me, but no. He's gonna sit here and interrogate me about something that didn't even escalate into anything.

He must see the scowl on my face because he leans over, placing a hand on my knee. "I'm sorry." He says, to my surprise. "I know you don't wanna talk about it and I shouldn't force you too." My eyes move up to his. "I just can't help, but wonder what would've happened if it would've been more."

"Harry, just don't think about it."

"It's kinda hard not to."

"There's nothing we can do."

"I can bash his face in!"

"You don't even know him."

"I bet if I talk to Luke, I'll sure as he'll find out."

"And then what? Luke ends up with a bloody nose and a black eye?"

"Just let me talk to the guy."

"No!" I say. "Harry, don't start trouble. No one needs that."

"I need to find out who......"

"No you don't! It's not that big of a deal. I'm over it! You should be too!"

He pauses and looks at me. I can't read his expression at first. It seems like a mixture of anger and hurt, but also understanding. He sighs. "Don't go to Luke's dumbass parties again."

"I won't, Harry. I promise."

He nods. "Then I'm over it."

He starts to get up, offering his hand to me. He pulls me up, straight into his chest, wrapping me in his arms.

The gesture takes me by surprise. I wrap my arms around his waist as his chin rests on my head. "Sorry. I'm new at this whole being-in-love thing."

"I could say the same thing."

He pulls back and places a kiss on my forehead. "I guess we can learn together then."

I nod and smile.

After a moment, he starts laughing randomly. "You're so fucking cute. It's adorable."

I roll my eyes. "Shut up."

I try to walk past him, but he pulls my arm.

"And by the way. If I was to approach your little stalker, I wouldn't just leave him with a black eye and a broken nose. I'd rearrange his entire face, making sure he's not even capable of kissing you again." His eyes bore into mine, "And with all the adrenaline going, I'd take you home and fuck you over and over and over again, making sure you wouldn't be able to walk for days."

A chill runs down my spine. He walks past me like nothing was just said and heads towards school.

I can barely function right. What is Harry doing to me? He's taking over everything.

I've got no control around him.