Project Cliffside

Five

"Are you excited for tomorrow, my love?" I hear harry whisper to me. We were trapped in the science classroom during our third period lesson and our hands were intertwined under the table discreetly with his thumb caressing mind.
"I'm really excited." I whispered back, trying not to draw attention to us. He squeezes my thigh under the table and I close my eyes, trying to regain my self control.
"Harry." I whisper firmly.
"Mm?" He says while writing notes from the board.
"You know what that does to me. We can't in school."
"What's wrong with me showing off my girl?"
I sigh in defeat. "Touché, darling. Touché." I roll my eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me, missus, otherwise tonight I'll make them roll back in a different way." He smirks as I feel my cheeks burn up. "Made you flustered, did I?" He whispered again, his left dimple popping. That god damn dimple.
"Yes, you did. Now crack on with learning about..." I looked at the board, completely unaware of what we're currently learning. "Photosynthesis, respiration, osmosis and diffusion."
He chuckled softly. "I would much rather spend my science lesson admiring your face than listen to her."
"Erm, Felicity and Harry, please stop talking and pay attention. Your GCSEs are this year, focus."
"Sorry miss." We both said in unison. Harry pulls out his phone and I see him texting someone.

Harry: Hey Nialler, we're leaving tomorrow!!! Our flight is at 5am.
Niall: Can't wait! Can't wait to meet your mrs either 😉
Harry: I think she's the one.
Niall: Oh so you're in... love love.
Harry: I'm so in love with her. I don't think I'll be able to stop kissing her or touching her when we get there.
Niall: Just... no fingering or blowjobs. Me and the lads do not need to witness that, haz.
Harry: Hey! Id never. And plus, I think sex is a great thing in private but this girl deserves it all. Felicity. She's just... different. You know?
Niall: Please don't get all soppy. I will crawl into a hole and die.
Harry: Oops.

I was definitely smiling like a fool due to his messages ringing in my head.
"What're you smiling about, gorgeous?" He says, his voice barely about a whisper.
"You."
He looked at me dumbfounded, almost embarrassed.
"I wanna kiss you so bad." I whisper, and this was the first time where I saw him blush.

KARMA.