Teacher |H.S.|

twenty-six

GEORGIE

I wake up in Harry's bed.

He did not sleep next to me, we didn't cuddle and I didn't wake up in his arms which are all reasons why I'm pissed off. I don't understand him, yesterday he chose to be so intimate with me when he told me his story but then he just pushed me away again.

Luckily, I remembered to call Joey yesterday and let him know that I was sleeping over at 'Elle's'. He didn't ask too many questions, he was just happy that I let him know something. I feel for him, it must not be easy to all of the sudden have to care for your sister like you're her parent.

I get myself out of bed, looking around the room to find out that my clothes are everywhere and so are Harry's. I decide to grab his white button up shirt and put it on, the fabric feels so soft and expensive on my skin which is something I'm not used to.

With a pencil that laid on his dresser, I put my hair up as I made my way down the stairs. It's rather warm in the house, I can feel it on the skin that's exposed considering I've only done up a few buttons of his shirt I'm wearing.

"Hi bubba." I lean down and press a kiss on Charlie's head, his tail wagging like crazy as he's pushing his body up against my legs.

Harry must have heard me talking to his dog, he's quick to make his way into the living room out of the kitchen. I watch as he dries his hands off with a chequered towel before throwing it over his shoulder. His eyes are gazing over my body, taking in every little part of me as he licks his bottom lip.

"Good morning sexy."

A soft smirk grows onto my face as I hear his words. I mumble a goodmorning back to him and decide to (once again) push away the confusing feeling I have over what's going on between us.

"Did you make breakfast?" I ask, smelling some lovely scent that seems to be coming out of the kitchen.

"I did.. hope you're hungry." Harry says as he walks closer towards me.

"Starving." I answer him, a soft smile tugging on my lips as I need to tilt my head back to look him into his eyes. Another thing I like about him is that he's so tall, I'm a pretty tall girl myself and so I don't often have guys that tower over me like this.

Harry cups my face with his hands, leaning in and then placing a gentle peck on my lips. He's being so intimate again, it's messing with my brain and my heart.

Charlie is now seated in between us, he lets out a bark which makes me jump and Harry pull back. Laughter leaves my mouth and so does Harry's. I shake my head softly and connect my hands back to Charlie's head, giving him a few pets.

"Someone's jealous.." I mumble, looking back up into Harry's eyes and seeing how he was smiling at the sight underneath him.

"Well, Charlie has got to stop stealing you from me." Harry says, lightly pushing him out of the way before placing his hands around my waist. "Stop stealing my girl." he says playfully to Charlie, making my breath hitch.

Did he just? He did. He called me his girl. Am I hallucinating? No.. I can't be, but either way I pinch myself slightly to be sure.

"Let's eat something." Harry says, letting go of me and making his way over to the kitchen like he didn't just say that.

Does he realise what he just said? I don't think he does.. or maybe he does but he covers it up by talking about food. I am very much confused, how can he expect me not to fall for him when he says things like that.

I follow him, my stomach still turning and my heart beating about ten times faster. I try not to show what Harry just did to me with a simple word, I can't make him believe that he got even more power over me than he already knows he has.