Chasing Dreams(H.S)

Chapter 5: The fire within.

Amanda's outfit for this chapter is on the side :) Enjoy xxx
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Sometimes you need to adopt the policy of ignorance in order to fend off death traps.Sometimes you simply need to disregard the red-hot, glowing fire thats blazing in front of you in order to avert scorching yourself.Sometimes, you cant stand the sight of the fire doing something to someone so you push back all the boundaries to smother the fire before it sears the person to ashes.Harry is the victim of this fire.That fire needs to be extinguished before it burns the real him to ashes and out rule any good side that Harry might have ever had.This guy is just strange, peculiar and unexpected with his over-casting shadowy personality that happens to be quite intriguing to me.He makes me curious.Harry is the death-trap and i can harm myself but somehow i found myself wanting to get to know him.

Somehow i found myself wanting more of him even though i am well-aware of the consequences.

Thats why the next morning when i saw him in the hallway, taking out a pen and a notebook and fishing for something else too in his locker, i was having an inner-battle with my heart and brain about wether to go to him or not after our freakishly inexplicable encounter yesterday.

He was wearing a black t shirt with black skinny jeans and white converse.I could see his airplane necklace that hung from his neck.His curls sat perfectly on top of his head and looked really good.I could see a bunch of his tattoos that peeked from under his short sleeve and a tattoo on his wrist and two tattoos on his inner elbows on either arm.He obviously is hot but if it wasn't for his rude and cocky behaviour, i would have considered him one of the 'hot and cute guys'.

I shuffled my feet yet slowly, intimidated by the person i was trying to have a 'normal conversation' with.As i came closer, i felt my heart begin to pick up speed as the thought of his reaction by seeing me began ringing in my brain.I wanted to turn around and leave him but before i could reconsider my decision, my feet carried me towards him and I didn't even realise it until his eyes met mine.

He raised both of his eyebrows in a questioning manner and gave me a bothered 'you again' look.I knew he didn't like me and trust me, the feelings are mutual.I mean i cant handle his awful attitude no matter how much polite my parents raised me to be.

"Hey" i mumbled awkwardly while looking anywhere but his eyes; shifting from one foot to other.

I slowly looked up at him; waiting for his reply which, might i add, never came and left me waiting for it while his eyebrows kept raised and as usual his face remained impassive.... or unreadable?.

I sighed, rolling my eyes and gave up.

Bitch i tried to be polite, but okay.

I took in a ragged breath. "Harry i dont wanna be around you and have you give me those stupid looks of yours.Just come with me to the coach's office and get it over with." I blurted out.I was beyond annoyed and the smallest bit of amusement i could see in his eyes wasn't helping either.

He looked at me as if i had just ran away from a mental asylum and had the same look on his face that made me feel small and washed away every ounce of my self-confidence.If it wasn't for his dark demeanour,i would have sworn he would giggle; i saw the amusement in his bright green eyes of his cold,hard face.

"Okay?" The same rasp in his voice added to the uncontrollable shivers running down my spine."and what looks are you talking about?" He said uninterestingly; his eyes showing no emotion at all.