Walking down the halls of your school, your mind started rushing with excitement as it was the day of you big Drama performance. It counted for 70% of your grade and you'd been up for hours the night before rehearsing. The only thing you weren't looking forward too was having to work with Harry. The most popular guy in your school.
*Brrrrring*
You looked around frantically as everyone was running around you toward their classes. Through the crowd you managed to find your locker, grab out your script and ran towards you first class. Drama. Ahh, Drama. The only class where you could be someone who wasn't yourself. And today was a double period! YAY.
You walked into class realising you were late, everyone was already in the circle talking about the lesson ahead.
"Sorry, Mrs Harland, I got caught in the crowd" You said nervously looking at the ground, your long brown brunette hair falling over your face.
"That's alright (Y/N) Please, take a seat" She said gesturing to the circle.
I nodded and looked around, looking for an extra space. Oh yay, the only free space was next to Harry. I slouched my way over and plopped down next to him.
"No need to be so enthusiastic" I whispered sheepishly.
"Oh you know, I'm just so excited about our kiss" I hissed back sarcastically, mentally rolling my eyes at the smirk on his face.
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"Places people" Mrs Harland yelled as we all got onto the set, ready to perform our play to the school.
The lights burned bright, the crowd chattering still with anticipation. I looked over at Harry who looked just as nervous as I was. i gave him a wary smile, only to have one returned.
My nervousness warring down, ready for the show ahead.
3, 2, 1 Action.
The curtains split and it was happening.
*Near the end of the show*
"I love you Angela, you and all your flaws" Harry's character Brad said to mine Angela.
Here it comes, the dreaded kiss.
I stepped closer to him smiling, ready for the kiss
"Oh Brad, I love you too" I said leaning in. Harry pressed his lips against mine, and like every other time there was that spark I'd felt in rehearsals. Our lips moved in sync, my hairs finding their way blindly to his hair, his hand planted firmly on my waist.
I pulled away, coming back into reality. The curtains were closing, the crowd were up on their feet clapping and whistling. I smiled at Harry and walked away quickly. But was suddenly called to a holt by the hand attached to my wrist. I turned around only to meet a all to familiar pair of lips.
"I didn't want it to end" Harry muttered into the kiss.
I pulled away shocked, not knowing how to react. I mean, I didn't want it to end either.
"Come have dinner with me tonight?" Harry asked as he tried to read my facial expression.
I simply nodded and smiled, because walking away again. Only this time, with a date.
