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"Make sure you have your rough draft for tomorrow so we can do the peer review" Ms. Grayer says as the students rush out of the class room. I write down the last few notes. Once I'm done, I pack up every thing and head out with the last few remaining students.

When I walk out the class room, I feel someone grab me from behind. Their arms snake around my waist and there head rests on the crook of my neck. I jump at the contact but calm down because I know who it is by the heavenly smell. I breathe it in. "Boo". I hear a quite voice. I can practically feel the smirk on his face.

"Hi Harry," I grin.

"Hey zee" he says continually holding me. I try to walk but it's a bit complicated when he's practically weighing me down.  I laugh.

"H-harry, I can hardly move." I say dragging him. "You'll make me late for my next class." I complained trying to get out of his grip laughing the whole time.

"Are you calling me fat, malik". He fakes hurt.

"As a cow." I joke. I feel his arms unwrap around me and I turn around to see a playful smirk on his face.

"You're gonna eat those words, Malik." He says. I turn around to run and only make a few steps before he tackles me to the ground. Tickling me relentlessly in the school hallways. I'm laughing so hard but he should really stop. I don't want to be late. I try to tell him to stop in between laughs but he won't budge. So I do the only thing I can. I grab the middle of his pants. And he gasps and moans at the same time.

He immediately gets off of me. His cheeks red. His hands are placed in front of him.

"I.. We.. Be late.." He stutters out. I've never seen him look like this or act like it either. It was quite strange.

"Uh... Yeah." I nod. I don't know how everything suddenly got so weird. "Could you.." I hold out my hand so he can help lift me up. But he doesn't. He turns around quickly and leaves me sitting on the ground. The bell rings and I see the last few people scurrying in their classroom. I look around for a second kind of confused. Harry's class was definitely that way.

I get up and head to my arts class. Thinking of something to explain why I'm late.

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After that weird incident in the hallway, Harry hasn't spoken to me. He was supposed to give me a ride. After waiting 30 minutes for him I decided to just walk home. So I did.

I walked up the porch taking out my keys and unlocking the door. I go straight to my room knowing my dad isn't home yet. I open my door throw my book bag and lay face down on my bed. I let out a groan.

I pull out my phone in my pocket to see if I have any missed calls or anything. But I don't. Nothing. I go to my contacts and click on Harry's number. It rings twice before going to voicemail. I huff knowing that he ignored my call purposefully. I don't know what I did wrong, but I want to apologize. I feel bad.

I turn on my side staring at the wall as my chest hurts. A tear slips and I wipe it away before it falls all the way down.

A/n: I'm sorry guys. I'm so horrible. But school started and I have so much work. It's unbelievable.

And I'm sorry that this chapter kind of sucks it just kinda happened. I don't even know what's going on and i don't known next move for this story. Like I know where I want to go, I just don't know how to get there. But I'll figure it out.

Thanks for coming back!! 😆

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