I grab my study bag on my way out of the door and walk to Harry's. I knock on his large wooden door and await for it to be opened. As it swung open, I was met with a pair of almost identical green eyes to Harry.
"Hi," I smiled at the woman stood before me. "Come in, love. You must be Ava, am I correct?" She asked. She knows my name. Does that mean he has spoken to her abut me? Who actually is she anyway? "I'm Harry's mother, but you can call me Anne." She smiled widely. I shook her hand and she showed me to Harry's room. "He should be in here. If he's not then please don't be afraid to shout for me." She said and left me to knock on his bedroom door.
I wonder if he's forgotten about our study session today? He's still ignoring me so maybe he doesn't want me here. But his mum was so welcoming and she seemed to have ben expecting me so Harry must've told her I was coming.
I raised my hand and tapped lightly on the door three times , before i heard a "come in". I slowly opened the door, smiling slightly as did Harry himself. "Hey," I said and put my bag down near his desk. "H-hi," he stuttered nervously. We soon began studying as usual but something still seemed off about his behaviour today.
"Harry?" I asked quietly. He lifted his head up from his paper. "Yeah?" He asked back. "Are you alright?" I asked, concern sweeping though my voice. "Y-yeah of course I am, w-why wouldn't I be?" He stuttered.
"I don't know you just seem kinda off. Like you've been ignoring me for days now and I know for a fact that it's not like you to be like this." I told him. His eyes widened a bit behind his glasses, and I guess I was right."I-I'm sorry that I've been ignoring you and distancing myself. I guess I-I just felt awkward after...you know..." He trailed off. Confused, I moved closer to him so I was able to stare into his eyes, hoping to make him crumble. My heart rate began to quicken as I saw him flush a deep shade of red, thanks to our close proximity. I kept staring until something seemed to go off in his mind like a firework. "D-do you remember last time we studies and y-you asked me that question?" He asked nervously, surprising me slightly too. "Y-yeah." It was my turn to stutter. Harry coughed awkwardly. "Well I guess I felt awkward and stupid so I didn't want to confront you in school. Or ever again really, that was until you came today." He shocked me with the level of confidence in his voice for once. "So um, yeah..." He stopped looking me dead in the eyes. So much for that confidence.
I fluttered my eyes down to his lips and back up again before leaning forward a tiny bit. I watched as Harry's eyes followed the same pattern mine did on him mere seconds ago.
"Ava?" He asked slowly. "Yeah?" I said.
"C-can I kiss y-you?" He asked nervously and blushed furiously as he said his words. I also blushed and nodded, biting my lip. I looked at his lips again and watched as he ran his tongue along his bottom lip. He moved closer and closer to me until our noses were almost touching. He let out a shaky breath and it seemed like forever and a day before he crashed our lips together in a sweet, innocent lingering kiss, which seemed to end all too soon as Harry pulled away and looked down in embarrassment.
"Harry...that was...wow." I said lost for words as the feeling of butterflies in my stomach never fully went away. Why am I feeling like this? "I know..." Harry mumbled, surprised.
We sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes until I focused my attention on my phone which now read 21:54pm. Shit.
"Harry I have to go, I have to be back in 5 minutes. Thank you so much for tonight and I'll see you at school." I rushed to get my shoes on as I spoke. Hart walked me to his front door and I said my thanks one more time before leaving completely, breaking into a sprint in order to be home in time.I got home 1 minute late, which didn't really matter if I'm honest. I collapsed on my bed upstairs and started thinking; why am I feeling the way I am when I think about the kiss, or even him in general. Why do I find myself thinking about him all the time?
What is happening to me? Why do I feel like this?
A/N: AHHH THEY KISSED OMFG😍 I REALLY LIKE THE WAY THIS TURNED OUT. MORE SMOOCHIES IN THE NEXT CHAPTER WAIT AND SEE.... ;)
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Redemption || h.s. (#thewattys2015)
Teen FictionRedemption rɪˈdɛm(p)ʃ(ə)n/ noun the action of saving or being saved from sin, error, or evil.