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Harry's POV:

     Today was supposed to be a normal day. No new girls coming and ruining my life. Maybe I was being a bit overdramatic, but so what? I was angry. I had worked so hard to keep everyone out of my life. I had to keep them away, to keep them safe. I wasn't dangerous, but the people I knew were. It was hard to keep the swooning, beautiful girls away at first. It still is hard at times. But I must keep them away. I must keep everyone away.

     All of those people, the swooning girls and football guys, trying to get me into their cliches, meant literally nothing to me. To me, they were strangers. Just kids at school. Easy. But this girl, this beautiful girl, the new girl, she was different. I didn't know how, but I knew that somehow I had to have her, even if it meant finally standing up to those dangerous people in my life. It would be worth it, wouldn't it? I'd never even spoken to her, and yet I was willing to give everthing up. For her. Only her.

     I didn't realise I was staring at her at all, let alone a hateful glare, until she whispered to her friend, motioning to me. I turned away quickly, and thought about how to explain to her why I was staring, and how I felt. Not to hard, is it? I hope not.

     Lunch ended, and I raced ahead of everyone, trying to get into the building of classrooms before her. I did. When I saw her approaching from down the hallway, I panicked, and dove into the storage closet. When she walked in front of it, I grabbed her and pulled her in with me, shutting the door. She turned, and I finally saw her beautiful brown eyes looking up at me. This might be harder than I thought.

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