You're my Kryptonite | H.S

♪ 40 - In the park ♪

Mackenzie's POV

"Mackenzie!" Lucas screams. "Get out of that god damn bathroom, right now!"

I sigh against Harry's lips and back away, pouting. Truth be told, I didn't need to use the bathroom.

It was the only private place to be with Harry. Except my bedroom, of course, but we can't stay in there.

Why? Because my idiot of a brother dumped a bag of dirt with termites inside my room and now it needs to be cleaned up.

Till then, Harry and I have no room, so we have to sleep on the couches in the living room.

And we can't discuss, or do, private things there. Talk about weird!

"Coming!" I yell, kissing Harry one more time before I grab his hand while opening the door with the other.

When Lucas sees both of us, his jaw drops.

"Wh-" he begins to say something but I flick his forehead, making him scream.

I laugh as I pull Harry down towards the lounge and we both collapse on top of the couches.

He sighs and starts running his hands through my hair. "I missed this."

"What?" I question playfully.

"Hmm, this." he leans in and plants his lips on my own.

I groan and push him away, too hard though, as falls off the couch.

"Damn it!" I yell. "Babe, I'm so sorry!"

I bend down on my knees to help him up, but all he does is smirk and suddenly, I'm sprawled on top of him.

"Now, we're even!" he chuckles, making me smack his chest lightly.

"Douche!" I mutter, getting up. "I hate you so much!"

"Aww," he laughs, getting up himself. "I love you too, sweetheart!"

Then, his face hardens into a deadly glare. "Did you get any more texts from those douches?"

I sigh and plop on to the couch, my head rolling backwards. "No ... not yet."

He nods, sitting down next to me. He folds his arms around my body, giving me a warm hug.

"How's school going for you, by the way?" he asks.

"Terrible!" I muffled against his chest. "We cross paths everyday! Only this time, he doesn't try to take me to some place private so he can harass me."

"Good,"

"Not really," I add. "His presence alone is intimidating! And whenever school is over, I see him and Nadine together, always glaring at me!"

"So ... they know?" Harry questions. "About me knowing?

"I guess not, but it's really hard to tell! We don't exchange any words, just glares."

"Well," he pulls away from me and gets up.

He holds out his hand and I take it as he helps me up on my feet.

He smiles at me before continuing. "We, we're both going on a date!"

"But, I have a lot of homework!" I wail.

"Babe, come on, we haven't been on a date in so long now!" he complains. "I miss going to places with you, please!"

After trying to convince me for the next five minutes, he then gets on his knee and grasps my hand, looking up at me with puppy eyes.