Forever In My Heart |HS|

Chapter 7

I grabbed the ice cream, snuggling into Calvin's bed while he showered. He was, well he was my ex, but we were chill. It was a mutual decision to break up, and I think, things were better off like this.

"Ami? You're here?" Calvin gasped, and I looked to see him standing there, absolutely naked. I squealed, giggling as I threw a pillow at his lower half.

"Jesus, Calvin." 

"What?" He laughed, loudly, crossing the room to get dressed.

"This is totally uncalled for," I rolled my eyes at him with a smile.

"Would you have preferred the strip tease, maybe?"

"I'd have enough time to kill you, so yes, maybe." I smirked, turning my attention back to the show I'd been watching.

"Spend the night," He said as he climbed into the bed beside me, pulling my back flush against his chest. I turned in his arms, holding on to his biceps as I thought of Harry. After all, I needed to get my mind off him.

Maybe I was just like this because it's been a while since I was with a guy.

"Did you really just ask?" I smiled, pushing him down and climbing over his lap.

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Saturday went by, nothing important happening. Bianca had come over, nothing big. Just a usual hangout, she was honestly a great person behind that thirst for popularity.

Scott had come over Sunday, and I knew there was something up. He'd been visiting almost too often, not that I minded, but there was something more to it.

Harry and I had been texting back and forth, and he seemed to be getting more and more accustomed to me each day, and I'd noticed that he preferred to call me Amelia. Something I'd usually be against, but with Harry, it was fine.

We had occasionally spoken about the project, and Harry would ask me about how calculus was going and have me work something quick, and I appreciated his concern. I was learning more about Harry, and vice versa, he seemed open, fun, outspoken over the phone, quite the opposite of him in school.

And, I hoped he'd eventually be able to be like this with me in person, though I would always appreciate that touch of innocence, the one I so desperately wanted to destroy. I don't know what it was that made me so attracted to him, but I wanted to bruise his lips.

I wanted to scratch at his back and I wanted to leave my mark on his neck. I wanted to get to know him, and I wanted to see the real Harry, not this cover up at school. I wanted to spoil Harry, and make him mine.

I rolled my eyes at myself and bit my lip, parking in the school lot. There was loads of time to pass before first period, and I was going to spend that time getting over myself in this car.

I watched as he walked into the school, listening intently as Liam spoke to him, and then breaking into a smile as he pushed his glasses back. His eyes crinkled and he ran a hand over his hoodie, checking if it was in place.

Harry's eyes met mine, and he looked at me for a while, before raising his hand in a small wave that had Liam turning to me. His brows furrowed and he whispered to Harry, making him frown lightly as he glanced at me.

I shrugged and got out of the car, pushing the school doors open. I frowned at a junior as he looked over my frame hungrily, eyes screaming with lust and hunger.

I looked up when I heard a soft gasp, squinting to see Harry stumble back a bit as a guy walked towards him, Ross. He was basically sadistic. I walked quickly to them, maneuvering through the crowd to the front.