He has my heart. L.s.

10

By the time the sun started to set, our stomachs are sore from laughing. We lay in the grass looking up at the sky, now in a comfortable silence.

"My Mum is probably worried," Harry says suddenly. I nod.

"Mine too," I agree. "I know the school about me being suspended for two weeks, I'm not ready to face the music."

Harry sits up alarmed. "You are suspended for two weeks?!" He gasps. "I'm so sorry! This is because of me! You shouldn't have beat up that boy!"

"Harry, calm down," I Laugh a little. "It's okay I've been suspended before. It's not your fault, he called you a mean name and I wasn't going to stand for that," I say reaching to caress his cheek, but stop miss hair and drop my hand. That would be weird.

"I get called a fag a lot, it's okay." Harry just stares down at his hands refusing to look at me.

"Harry," I say in such a tone it's gentle. Still he doesn't allow himself to look up at me. I reach out and lift his chin to look at me. "You don't deserve half the things you get. You're too sweet and nice
Finally we do make it my car, we left out phones in the car so immediately text our Mums Harry calls his. to everyone I'd take your place in any given day."

"Lou," he says his voice shaking. I shake my head standing a up holding out my hand. I pull him to his feet and pull him into a hug.

Me:
Hey Mum im so sorry I'm late, I'm sure the school has called you. Well I was just thinking and yeah. I'm on my way now. Love you.

"Mum, I know." "Yes I skipped." "I know." "Mum!
I'll tell you about it when I get home." "I'm with a friend he's driving me home." "Okay bye. Love you too."

He puts phone down shaking his head, I laugh. My phone buzzes. Uh oh.

Mummy:
+
God Louis! I was about to call the police!
You had me worried sick! You're in deep shit!

I put my phone down and begin to drive. I drive toward Harry's house, which he gives me directions. It's quiet and night has snuck up on us I glance at Harry he's leaning up against the window.
I smile lightly staring back at the road.

***

"Harry," I mumble shaking his shoulder. He fell asleep on the drive to his house. He wakes up looking at me sleepily. "Your home."

"Oh," he mumbles rubbing eyes, then stretches doing a little, adorable groan. I smile. "Bye, thanks I had fun."

"Bye Harry."

I watch as he walks up to the door of his house, then he walks in but turns waving bye. I smile and drive toward my house.

Wait would this count as a first date? I mean, I guess not since it wasn't declared official. It was fun though, how we talked for hours on end and never got bored. We talked about anything and everything from favorite foods to my first time, which was horrible and I learned he's a virgin and isn't has innocent as he seems. He told be when he first meat Niall and when he meant Liam. He told me about how he wishes he could move with his sister or Grandmother. He just talked and talked and for the first time in my life I shut up and listened. I could listen to him for hours. He told me everything and answered any of my questions I asked.

Finally I pull in my driveway, oh this is going to be a long night. I decide to leave my school bag in the car. As soon as I step through the door Mum appears from the kitchen.

"Wanna tell me why you were suspended?" She asks. I nod going to the kitchen taking a seat her sitting across from me.

"Dallas called Harry a fag and it made me mad so I punched him," I state bluntly.