You sighed as you closed your book. Algebra was the worst. You knew you were gonna fail this test. You left your room, getting a cup of water. As you drank from the cup you heard your brother call your name.
"Y/N!!" You quickly drank from the cup and went up to his room. "What?" You didn't see your brother in the room. You only saw a large quiff sitting across from the TV.
Who's that?
"Y/N." Your brother came out of closet. Snapping you out of your gaze. "Huh-What?" Your voice made the boy turn around. "You know where my converses are?" He asked, fixing his hair in front of the mirror.
You shook your head, "No." With that the boy stood up. You got nervous. He was so to die for. You softly gasp as you saw his face entirely.
"Oh--Y/N this is Harry. Harry my little sister Y/N." Your brother introduced you to him. You smiled, as he was smiling. Harry stuck out his hand, which you obviously shook. They were soft. Like..Jesus. Can he be more perfect? You asked yourself.
"Crap.." Your brother muttered.
"What?" You asked concerned.
"Mom wants me to pick her up." He mumbled.
"Oh.." You were ready to leave his room. You knew your brother would take Harry with him, so that meant no Harry for you.
"SHIT!!" Your brother shouted, making your quickly turn around. He had a new stain on his white shirt.
"Where's my other shirt?!" He shifted through his clothes.
"Dude. Just take mine and go pick up your mum." Harry slowly took off his shirt.
He has abs. Plus accent! Oh shit just got real!
Your hand reached the chair as you felt you were gonna fall. Thanks a lot weak knees.
"Okay! I'll be back in a few." Were your brother's last words before he left. You rolled in your lips as you turned your back to Harry who was just sitting on the chair on his phone.
Your back turned to him, he wouldn't see you screaming silently. You bit your lip to prevent your screams from escaping your lips.
"You know," Harry started.
Jesus help me.. You mentally prayed.
"You're really pretty." You can hear a smile in his tone. You finally turned to face him. "Thanks, you're really...cute." You said. Sitting in the couch, in front of Harry's chair.
"I get that a lot.." You heard the chair screech; meaning he was getting off the chair. At the corner of your eye, you saw Harry ready to place his butt on the couch.
"You go to school?" He asked, fiddling with his fingers. "Yeah." You answered, you tried so hard not to jump on him and attack his lips.
"Year?" "Senior." You answered, you were ready to tell him to tape your lips and to tape your hands together. That's how badly you wanted to attack him.
"Oh." His voice was raspy. You excused yourself to the bathroom. You checked yourself. Your eyeliner was perfect, your mascara was perfect, lips were prefect, hair was perfect. Perfect.
You walked out and saw no sign of Harry. You shrugged it off and went up to your room. As you went to your room, you threw yourself onto your bed. Staring at the ceiling.
You heard a small chuckle. You sat up quickly. Watching Harry stare at you. "How'd you get in?" You asked. Not really minding. "That doesn't matter." He walked over to where you were.
He was get dangerously close. You stared at his eyes, while he stared at your lips.
Just do it! You mind yelled at him.
He then looked up at your eyes. "Yeah.." He whispered.
The pulled away.
What?
What the hell?
Why?
What just happened?
He didn't kiss you. Did you do something wrong? Did you make him uncomfortable?
"Later, Y/N." He smirked before closing your door.
You stared as he closed your door, sending you a wink. Sighing, you dropped yourself on the bed, lettting your back hit the bed.
I thought it was going well, for a damn second!
A/N: Should I continue? Or should I just leave it like that? I hope you liked it!
