The Culinary Massacre

tasty wasty angsty

Husky pov

I talked to Obama before the debate club meeting. I saw Harry and boy...shiver me timbers. It did indeed send a shiver down my spine but I do like that I can make him jealous. We decided that he will drive me to the restaurant on Saturday. It will be during Cornelius' club meeting so he might need to text him during the date just to make sure that he is fine. I can respect that but I still want his attention on me.
I've waited so long for a date with him. He is 6'0 and even though he is shorter than Harry he is still a foot taller than me who is 5' 0.
When Obama put his hands on his hips and cooked his head. He is just to cute shrbsjbfjsnv. I'm fangirling.
I drove home. I even killed a kid. Tonight is just so perfect. I made some nice meat pie with the kid. She was such a troublemaker too. But...she was only a trouble maker for Harry. I do think I like Harry. I don't know what I'm going to do. I love both.
I laid down on my bed. I imagine Harry's frame next to mine. His presence is so common yet so foreign. But I also imagine Obama and his gentle smile and his funny jokes. The way he hugs me. They're both perfect. Oh good God what am I to do.
I fade into sleep. Thinking about the two men who I fell for.
It's the next day and Harry is leaning against my desk looking at me when I come in.
"Hey, Harry." I say putting my stuff down.
However all he does it pull me in and kiss me. It's really rough. Not like anything he was before. I pull away.
"What the hell? We are at school!" I say blushing furiously. I haven't seen this side of him.
"Sorry just couldn't help myself." He says. His eyes are dark.
"What's wrong?" I ask concerned.
"It's just...I found out about your date with Obama." He says. His eyes sadden as he looks towards the floor.
"Oh.." I say. Even though I didn't like him and we are not official I feel really guilty.
"Yeah." He says curtly.
"Listen, I really like you but I also like him too. I've been on one hell of a roller coaster ride of emotions. I mean I really like you and when he asked me I was caught off guard. I still like you and our date and I really want to go on another one but I have to decipher my emotions just so I have a glimpse of what is going on." I finish. It was fast and I didn't realize that I was crying.
"Hey it's ok...do you?" He asks. He stepped forward and is now hugging me.
"Do I what?" I ask while burying my face into his shirt.
"Do you really like me?" He asks, tilting my chin so I look at him.
"Y-yeah." I say. He kisses me again and it's wet because of my tears. He pulls away and hugs me again.
"Oh shit I ruined your shirt."
"Nah I'm the gym teacher so I have to change into gym clothes anyway." He says, chuckling and wiping away my tears.
"OK." I reply looking at him fondly.
He kisses me again and walks out. Unbeknownst to us that Jonny Bobby Lobby Brown was outside my door and took a picture of us. Ready to expose us to his friend group.
I taught the rest of my classes while still thinking about everything. I'm just happy Harry was accepting of me.
I got home and noticed a package on my door. It was my Edward poster from Twilight. I'm definitely team Edward. His face with hearts around it definitely is gonna go up in my room.
I sit on my couch and think about everything going on. I fall asleep there. It's almost peaceful.