"Can I ask you a question?" Harry asked letting go of my hand and sitting down on one of the seats near the waterfall.
"Yeah of course." I smiled, taking a seat next to him.
"Who is this infamous Jake everyone's been talking about?" The words blurted from his mouth.
"He's the school's douchebag, but he is also my ex boyfriend." I exclaimed, giving Harry a disgusted look as if to say why would you even want to know that.
"Your ex." Harry chuckled, not knowing what to reply to my answer.
"Yes, I'm not proud to say that aha."
"Okay aha."
"Why did you want to know?" I asked raising an eyebrow and crossing my arms as I stared at him in confusion.
"I was just wondering."
"No seriously,why did you want to know?"
"Because on my first day here. Jake was getting kind of... close to you in the hallway.. A little more then just a friendly 'hello' close. And just wanted to know what the guys deal was with you, but I understand now."
"I ... That was nothing, don't worry about it." My voice beginning to trail off as I finished my sentence.
"Kelsey..? He doesn't seem like the friendly type of guy." Harry's face full of worry as I looked up to him not knowing what to truly reply to him.
"It's actually fine Harry. He hasn't done it since so it's fine." Since? Was that really the best way to put it, he hadn't done it since the first day. Jake had tried multiple times before Harry came to school to come onto me he always did.
"Was he or is he usually forceful like that with you?" Harry's voice fading off as if in a shear anger.
I let out a deep sigh before continuing. "He used to do it all the time..."
"Have you told anyone..?"
"No..."
"Can you do me a favour, if he ever tries to do any shit like that again, can you let me know?Harry looked to me with worried eyes, grabbing my hand and holding them within his. Harry's words made me smile, he acted as though sometimes he didn't really even care about me. But today, it was as if he really did care. it made me happy to know someone cared for me, as much as Harry did.
"You care so much." I smiled to Harry, my cheeks becoming slightly blushed.
I tilted my head down facing the bench. My hair fell to in front of my eyes, and I felt as Harry's hand touched my chin, the other removing my hair from my face tucking it behind one of my ears. I smiled at his gesture, let in out a slight giggle.
"I don't like my hair being out of my face." I admitted embarrassed.
"Why? It shows your beautiful face." his words made me blush even more.
"Stop it." I admitted, nudging Harry in the shoulder.
"I like it when you blush, you look so cute and innocent."
"You're doing it again." I giggled shielding my face with my hands.
Harry removed my hands from my face placing them within his, looking into my eyes. I began to bite down on the inside of my cheek as Harry smiled at me.
"Can I kiss you?" I silently whispered to Harry, shyly looking down.
I felt as Harry lifted my chin up to face him as he gently leant in. Brushing his lips gently against him, then pulling back. I quickly grabbed Harry's face bringing bringing it to mine to lock our lips. Our kisses were soft and sweet as we stayed in silence enjoying the company of each other as we continuously kissed. I felt Harry's tongue gently slip from his mouth, sliding across my bottom lip. My sore lip began to sting slightly as our kiss came to an end, the friction between moving lips, wasn't the best thing on a wound.
I gently pulled back from the kiss with Harry, as he rested his forehead upon mine. I could hear his breathing had increased slightly, deep and desperate breaths. Harry was sat with one leg either side if the bench whilst I was sat cross legged on it. I felt as Harry's hands drifted to my sides as we continued our eye contact. I moved slightly towards Harry, lifting my legs so that each of my rested over his.
"Do I still get to bite you?" Harry asked, giving me a slight wink.
I gently bit down on my bottom lip, wincing slightly as I remembered the cut on my swollen bottom lip before replying to him. "Yes, we had a deal."
Harry's eyes widened at my words, I felt his grip slightly tense on my sides as I pulled my face from his.
"Do you want to go?" Harry asked politely, as a smirk plastered across his face.
I quickly nodded in agreement as Harry removed himself from my body, standing to his feet then lending me a hand to join him. I took it. Harry turned away from me heading along the path back to where his car had eek parked. Our hands entwined as he pulled me along behind him on the pathway eager to get back to the car.
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Linger (h.s)
FanficFinding love in all the wrong places, but then, maybe the right ones at the same time.