Only We Know

Chapter Ten - Secrets

"How much homework do you have?" He asks as we walk towards my locker

"A bit, just math like usual"

"Alright" He says, sliding his phone in his pocket as I grab my things and shut my locker "Are you ready to go?"

"I think so, I grabbed everything" I say and look around "Oh! And I texted Delaney to meet us at six tonight"

"Sounds good" He says and holds the door open for me and we start towards his car

When we get to it, I climb in and wait for him to pull out of the parking lot before I start talking again.

"What's one thing you will never do again?"

"Go out to dinner with Elle" He jokes and I roll my eyes "I mean, um, I will never go on a roller coaster again. I thought I was going to die last time"

"Too high?" I ask

"No, it went upside down"

"Would you rather be smart or happy?"

"Happy"

"Worst habit?"

"Biting my nails"

"Dream super power?"

"Mind reading"

"Favourite fictional character?"

"Holden Caulfield"

"Why?" I ask, taken back from his answer 

"I just feel like I relate to him sometimes" He shrugs

"I didn't picture you reading classics" I admit

"You'd be surprised what you will learn about me"

I blush and change the topic.

"Favourite place in the world?"

"England"

"Is that where you were born?"

"Yes and I lived there for pretty much my entire life, until my father started building companies over here and he decided it would be best for us to move" He says, and I can hear a little sadness in his voice

"England was beautiful" I whisper and then clear my throat "Pet peeve?"

"Is this an interrogation?" He chuckles

"I just want to know more about you" I blush

"People who swear like it is going out of style" He answers and pulls in to my driveway "We're here"

I look out the window and see my house. I grab my backpack and get out of his car, walking to my front door and unlocking it before stepping inside. I wait for Harry to follow me and shut the door behind him. 

"Welcome to my crib" I grin and he laughs

"It's such a pleasure to be here"

I walk in to the kitchen and put my things down on a stool at the counter.

"Do you want anything to drink?"

"Water, please"

I take out a glass and fill it for him before grabbing a juice box for myself. I walk around and take a seat on the stool next to him before taking out my textbook and notes.

"You don't mind, do you? I just want to have everything done before I go"

"Go for it" He chuckles

I start the questions and try to focus on what I am doing but it is just too damn hard having him sit next to me. I can smell his cologne and out of the corner of my eye I can see his tattoos and I just want to trace each of them with my finger. His biceps are big and his shoulders are broad, and his jawline. I don't even know what I'm writing down when I see him lean closer to me and put his lips at my ear.