Isabel’s POV:
I sat there ignoring the teacher most of the day; it just wasn’t my day to learn. I kept staring over at Marcel wondering what was going through his mind. I wasn’t very conceited, but I thought he would at least think of our kiss more than he was now. I frowned, frustrated that I was thinking too much into Marcel and I kissing. Throwing away the thoughts, I started day dreaming about Harry and I instead.
“Earth to Isabel?” I opened my eyes, only seeing a blurry mess of a figure in front of me.
“Wha?” I dozed off a little.
“Were you sleeping in class?” I heard the voice ask, poking me in the cheek.
“Stop it.” I swatted around my face.
Gentle lips pressed against mine, I smiled against them, thinking of Harry, “Marcel?”
The lips jerked away quickly, “Marcel?”
I really opened my eyes then taking a closer look, “Harry I'm so sorry! That’s not what you think!”
He furrowed his brows at me, his expression the same as when I yanked my hand away from his, “Then what do you mean?” he whispered, glancing back at Marcel’s desk.
“We had a homework assignment together yesterday, I fell asleep and started dreaming of homework.” I blurted out, hoping he would believe that.
Why the hell did I say Marcel?
“right.” He mumbled.
“Want to go get some lunch?” I tried to get him to think of other things.
“Sure.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“School lunch, or out?”
“Lets go out.” He placed his hand on my lower back, and showed me to the schools parking lot.
He led me to a cute little old red pick up truck. It was nice and cozy, just like him, “This is my rig.” He smiled, opening the passenger door for me. I thanked him and hopped into the front seat, watching him make his way to the driver’s side.
Harry had a cute habit of looking down, and then flipping his curly hair up and out of his face, lightly pushing it away; it made him look extra sexy, and makes you want to run your fingers through his curly locks.
I smiled dreamily at him as he hopped in, “Hope you are in the mood to get dirty.” He smirked his sexy half smile, his green eyes twinkling.
I felt my eyes round in shock, “Dirty?” it was day one, and he was already thinking of sex!
“Wow, its only day one, calm those panties.” He laughed deeply, as he turned the engine on, the truck roaring louder than most vehicles.
“Oh. Um…that’s not what I meant.” I tried to cover my mistake, feeling my face flush with heat.
He half turned towards me, as we made our way out of the parking lot, “I know. I just wanted to see you fluster.” He winked.
“Not nice!” I laughed, hitting him gently.
“Hey hey! I’m driving don’t get us killed.” He laughed along.
Shaking my head, I got quiet and gazed out the window. The neighborhoods that I’m so used to seemed to shine brighter next to Harry. I felt his hand place against mine, squeezing it gently.
I watched as trees flew past us quickly, Harry turning on the radio, a song that I’ve never heard play on the radio, a song that I really loved, “Oh my gosh, I love this song!” I swiveled in my seat, turning the radio up, “They’re not well known, but they’re amazing!”
Harry chuckled at me, “well quiet down then, so I can hear too.”
“Sorry.” I cupped my hands over my mouth, watching him listening carefully to the lyrics as Hellogoodbye sang their song:
I like where we are
When we drive in your car
I like where we are here.
The instrument solo playing as he turned to me, eyes a curious green.
Cause our lips can touch
And our cheeks can brush
Our lips can touch…
Here.
He cocked his head slightly, his eyelids lowering, “I think I may like this song.”
I beamed, as the lyrics climaxed to the chorus.
When you are the one
The one that lies close to me
Whispers hello, I’ve missed you quite terribly
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly
Now there’s no place else I could be
But here in your arms
I quickly looked away as the word love echoed through the truck, I wouldn’t mind hearing it from him someday, but it was embarrassing to just admit I liked this song, and have it say that in front of him.
I noticed we came to a stop, I peeked over to Harry, as he was watching me, “I like that song, what’s it called?”
I fiddled with my hands, “It’s called Here in my Arms by Hellogoodbye.”
He made a humming noise as in thought, making me nervous, “It may be just a day, but that can be our song.” I glanced over at him in astonishment, watching him smile to himself.
“Our song?” I whispered.
A light blush, spread across his face, “Um…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to freak you out.” He stumbled, appearing worried.
I broke out in a huge grin, “It didn’t freak me out, I just didn’t expect Harry Styles to give a girl a song with him like this.” I teased him.
He blushed more, “I’m not exactly what everyone thinks I am.”
“Well, show me all of you then.” I pushed closer to him.
His eyes fell on me; he paused for a while, “Only if you promise to never lie to me.”
Marcel ran across my mind flittingly, and disappeared just as quick, “I promise.” Harry kissed me gently, just like the night before; any worries of Marcel were long gone by then.
