Blue

The Kiss

Blue's POV

          Harry's been a dick to me all day. In Geo, he put all the work on me and just flirted with Madison the whole time. It made me and Sophia want to barf. He called me a boring bitch when I asked him about the project today, which actually hurt my feelings. There's something that makes me want to get to know him more. I don't know what it is, I just want to be around him. I don't like him, I just try to be friendly and he's rude to me.
           I'm not doing this project by myself, so he's coming home with me to work on this. I think he's in the cafeteria cleaning so I'll check there.
" What's Harry's problem?He's been a total dick to me since he punched Brent." Sophia looks to the ground. " No idea. I told you to stay away from him. He's an asshole and you don't need to be around him." I sigh. " I just want to get to know him. It's like this force is drawing me towards him." Sophia shrugs.
          I drop Sophia off at the front and make my way to the cafeteria. I see Harry sweeping up candy wrappers and enter the cafeteria. He sees me approach him and he rolls his eyes.
" What do you want?" He asks, dumping the dustpan. "Our project is due tomorrow so your coming to my house and working with me on it." He snorts. " Thanks, but no thanks. I have better things to do. You have fun finishing." I cross my arms.
         " We're partners meaning we have to split the work, not me do everything. Your coming. The least you can do is type because I'm crippled and it hurts my fingers." He shrugs. " Why don't you have one of your millions of servants do it.
I raise my eyebrows. " I don't have any servants." He ignores me and sweeps around my feet. " Hello?" I wave my hands around his face.
          " What?" He says in a nasty tone.    That's when I lose it.
           " You've been a dick to me for the past 2 weeks and I'm tired of it. I refuse to do this project by myself, so if you don't help me, I won't do it and we both fail. I don't know what your fucking problem is, but you need to stop rubbing it on me. Now stop being a dick and help me with our goddamn project."
            Harry looks shocked that I told him off. I'm sick of his bullshit, so he shouldn't be so suprised. He sweeps up another wrapper. " We go to my house instead?" He says. I nod. " Fine."
         The carride to Harry's was pretty awkward. However, I don't feel bad about telling him off. He totally deserved it for how he's been treating me.
          I'm relieved when we pull into his driveway and he parks his car. I open my door and get out of the car. We walk to the front door and he unlocks it, not bothering to let me in first. Dickhead.
            He leads me upstairs to his room and opens the door. He sets his bag on the floor and I do the same. " Fuck." He says. I turn to face him. " I have to go get my laptop from my car, I'll be back." He starts to walk from the room but stops. " Don't touch anything." He orders and I roll my eyes.
          I sit awkwardly on his bed and look around. I notice he has a calendar with tons of dates on it. I walk towards it. AP Physics Exam. Mum's Birthday, College Admission Letter due. College? He wants to go to college? I thought he was just an asshole would work on cars for the rest of his life and be an asshole to his wife. If he ever found a girl to put up with his bull.
           I look next to the calendar and see his report card from last semester. 4.0. He has a fucking 4.0? I haven't had that since 8th grade. The highest I always reach is 3.7. I look down at his desk and see a picture of him, his mom, and dad in a picture frame. I pick it up. He looks around 7 in this picture and his 2 front teeth are missing.
            He was a cute kid, hell he still is. Harry is attractive, but how he's been acting lately fucks it all up.
" What the fuck are you doing?" I hear Harry say which scares me and I drop the picture frame. I look down at it in horror. He walks over and looks at what I did. He bends down to pick up the broken frame and the picture slightly bent.
            " Harry, I'm so sorry, I was just-" He looks up at me, clearly pissed off. Whoops. " I told you not to fucking touch anything." He says through gritted teeth. I back away, his face is super scary up close. " I know I'm sorry. I can just leave and do the project myself." I start to walk over to my bag, but he grabs my wrist, gently suprisingly. " No just sit on the bed and stare at the wall." I do exactly as he says. I feel bad. That picture must of meant alot to him
              He walks down the hall to get a broom and dustpan. He sweeps up the broken frame and throws it in his trash. He puts the photo on the desk and grabs his laptop. He sits next to me with the laptop and opens it.
           " Harry, I'm sorry." I say for the millionth time. He ignores me and keeps focusing on the computer.
"Harry?" I say. Nothing.
I sigh and grab my notebook with notes for the project. He hands me the computer and takes the notebook from me. " Tell me what to write." He says with a blank expression. I start typing, ignoring the pain, and go to the website I was working with before.
           The entire time we worked was silent. We only spoke when writing stuff down. The powerpoint finally got done at 6pm. The entire time I could feel Harry's eyes on me as I typed, which made me go red.
I handed him his laptop so I could go. I stand up to leave. I walk towards my bag, but Harry gets to it before me. I stand in confusion as he grabs my bag and proceeds to dump out everything in it. My face goes red, in anger this time.
           " Why the hell did you do that?" I yell, grabbing the bag from him. He smirks, amusement in his eyes.
" That's for breaking my picture frame." I roll my eyes. " Okay, I'm sorry, but that was such a dick move." He looks down at the ground and picks up a brown book. My journal.
          " What's this?" He mocks. He tries to open it but I run towards him.
He holds it up above his head, using my height against me. " Stop, give it back." I whine, jumping as high as I can to get it. He laughs in amusement.       " Now you know how it feels." He drops it on the floor and I pick it up quickly.
          " Your a fucking dick, you know that." I lightly shove his chest, him not moving at all. I sigh in frustration, my face turning red again. I feel him move towards me and I look up and his lips crash softly against mine.
It catches me off guard as he kisses me softly, but I relax and find my lips moving with his. He pushes me up against a wall and moans softly in my mouth. I wrap my arms around him, putting my hands in his soft curly hair. He moves his lips to my neck, making me moan slightly and it makes my breathing heavier.
              He sucks on my neck, clearly trying to make a hickey. I continue to massage his curls and feel his hands go up my shirt. His cool hands, make me shiver in excitement. I moan again, louder this time and he buries his face in my shirt. " Your moans are so sexy." His hands move up my waist and towards my bra clasp, which jumps me back to reality.
               I push him off and wipe my mouth. What the fuck just happened? He looks at me, eyes filled with confusion and lust. " What?" He asks. I shake my head, grabbing my journal and book bag. " I can't, I just..." I quickly pack all the stuff he threw on the floor in my bag. He walks towards me and grabs my wrist gently. " Did I do something wrong?" He asks. I pull my wrist and shake my head.
               I run down the stairs and out the door, pulling my phone out of my pocket and immediately dialing Cooper's number. I tell him to pick me up at school since Harry only lives 5 minutes away. My mind is fuzzy on the walk to the school but I ignore it and hurry to school.

Blue kissed him back? Find out what happens in the next chapter! Vote and comment if you enjoyed :p