Forever In My Heart |HS|

Chapter 5

I smiled, waving to Anne as she got into her car and drove off just as I pulled into their driveway.

Thursday, tutoring.

I licked my lips as I walked towards the door, knocking lightly against the strong wood. After a few minutes, the door was pulled open to reveal Harry in a white shirt and black sweats. My mouth watered at the sight, and I walked in, glad to get out of the cold.

"My room?" His deep voice rumbled, and I found myself flinching once again at the difference between this voice and his soft whispers.

"Sure," I nodded, walking after him. I took notice of the fact that Harry seemed more comfortable with me, even offering a small smile when he had opened the door. He pushed the door to his room open, looking down at me with a blush as he let me walk in first.

"Why," He paused, then shook his head.

"You can ask, Harry. Go ahead." He smiled at me, sitting at the desk as he looked down in thought.

"Why didn't you come to school, today?"

"You noticed?" I grinned, looking at him from across the desk.

Harry blushed lightly, muttering,"You said so when you texted." Now, it was my turn to blush. I chuckled lightly, eyes flickering around the room before returning to his.

"Are you trying to say you wouldn't have noticed?" I asked with a smile.

"Well, I didn't see you in class so." He mumbled quietly, taking out books to start. He flipped through the pages, glancing up at me as I stared at him. He pulled his glasses off, biting his lip lightly.

"Stop staring at me," He muttered quietly, but with a hint of a smile. I smiled back at him.

"But, you're quite the sight, Harry." I murmured back, smirking when he looked up at me. My heart fluttered when a smile took over his face, a real genuine smile that had his dimples popping out. Dimples? This guy was going to be the death of me. He shook his head lightly at me, putting his glasses back on.

"How does this work? I thought it'd be a one day thing?"

I nodded in agreement,"So did I. But, you're great at teaching and calculus as a whole isn't my strongest point. So I figured, weekly tutoring would do the trick. Plus, I get to see you outside of school. See that beautiful face you hide behind that hoodie, and that amazing body no one would expect to find under those clothes."

Harry bit his lip, watching me as I spoke. He licked his lips lightly and nodded.

"I hope I can be of help." He finally said.

"I hope so too, and in more than one way."

Harry gulped audibly,"Okay, write this down. Log3," He drew a bracket for me and continued,"9x to the power four out of the square root of y equals log3, 9x raised to the power four minus log3y raised to the power half."

I wrote everything down quietly, breath catching in my throat when Harry gently moved my hand away from the paper to see if I'd gotten the question right. He tensed as well, quickly removing his warm hand from mine. His skin was soft, delicate against mine. And, I begged for it's warmth once more.

"Let's get started, then."

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As soon as my foot hit the last step, the doorbell rang, probably the pizza Harry had ordered earlier. I'd honestly been craving.

"I can pay?" I offered, but Harry declined softly with a 'that's silly'. I nodded at the delivery man, pushing my hands into my back pockets as I watched Harry.

"Kitchen or hall?" He asked, quietly. The entire day he hadn't stammered, and it made me so happy to know I wasn't a stranger anymore and I didn't make him feel uncomfortable.

"Hall," I replied, since I was standing in front of a couch and wasn't ready to walk all the way to the kitchen. It was quite the distance. Harry nodded, placing the box on a table and sitting at a couch across from me, such that we could both reach the pizza.

I lifted the lid, taking a slice without waiting for Harry to utter a word. He chuckled softly, grabbing a slice as well. I smiled as I watched him with my brows furrowed, he was weird. Extremely. He stood abruptly, walking to the fridge and grabbing two cokes.

"Sorry," He whispered, handing one over. I nodded in thanks and took it, popping the can open and taking a quick sip. I smiled wider as I watched him eat, okay, he was beyond weird.

"What?" Harry asked quietly when he saw me watching him with a smile. I chuckled softly.

"You eat really weird," I commented and he flushed bright, so I quickly added,"It's kind if cute." And it was, but that didn't help the situation, because he just flushed brighter.

"H-how do I eat?" He asked and I frowned when I heard him stammer with concern evident in his voice.

"I don't know," I chuckled,"You sort of stick your tongue out and roll the food down, I don't know." I laughed,"But it's cute anyway." I smiled, tapping at his nose before taking another slice. Harry smiled, eating quietly and concentrated, probably trying to catch himself.

I shook my head, checking my texts. There were few from Scott, as well as Calvin asking if we were still on for tomorrow night. I decided to let it wait, I'd have enough time to reply at home.

"I do," Harry mumbled with a frown,"That's so weird." He said quietly to himself, but with a small smile. "You have a bit of," He said, pointing at a spot on my face.

"Sauce? Where?" I asked, wiping at every spot but the one he was pointing at.

"A bit to the right," Harry mumbled.

"This way?" I asked, moving upward. He sighed in frustration, and I walked towards him, letting my legs rest on either side of his hips on the couch. "Why don't you wipe at it for me?" I asked, leaning toward him,"Better still, with your lips." I whispered, letting my lips brush over his.

Harry's eyes widened, and he immediately pushed me off him with a blush as he choked on nothing. My eyes widened as well, and I groaned to myself.

"Harry, I'm so sorry."

"Ami, y-you should go."

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable,"

"Please." He sighed, and I nodded lightly with a tight smile. Great, I scared him. I rolled my eyes at my neediness, banging at the steering wheel a few times before driving home.