• kshaw (2) {part 3}

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Don't forget that Harry is 18 in this story!

Harry's POV~

I seriously just want to tell Mr Olatunji how I felt about him because I can't keep it hidden anymore, I am soon going burst. I waited for everyone to leave the classroom since it was after school.

Simon told me that he will meet up with me tomorrow. I walked up to Mr Olatunji's desk and stood there quietly as I fiddled with my thumbs.

"Is there something wrong, Harry?" He said taking off his glasses.

my heart has just melted.

"Well, I just want some advise... I'm thinking about writing poems. My mind is on this guy that I like but I don't know how to make it look like I'm not directing it at this person." I said.

I couldn't tell him, I chickened out.

"Well, the first thing you should do is write how you feel about that person and why they make you fall head over heels for that person. It's okay to reveal your deepest feelings even though you don't know how to say it!" Mr Olatunji said.

"That's some great advice, thanks Sir!" I smiled widely.

"It's okay, Harry! I'll see you tomorrow!" He said as he packed his things.

I grabbed my things and walked out of school then started mentally talking to myself.

(An; if you legit don't do this then is that boy or girl really your crush? I DO THIS ALOT!)

"oh my gosh...."

"why did I not tell him that I was in love with him?"

"I'm such a fool!"

"a crazy fool in love!"

I started walking and it suddenly started raining heavily, I just sighed as I had to walk for 20 minutes to get home.

"On a day like Monday, you must really hate me Mother Nature." I sighed.

My clothes are getting soaked until I hear a sound of a car horn, I stopped as I see Lambo... A fucking Lambo, I walked closer to see who was the driver. It was my fucking English teacher!

(Kids, PLEASE do not go near anyone's car, if you don't know that person...)

"Harry, get in your soaked!" He said.

I wasn't going to say no, I just jumped in! I observed the car as I am sitting in a Lambo.

"Do you like the car?" He asked.

"I fucking love it!" I said releasing I just swore.

I opened my mouth but Mr Olatunji just beat me to it.

"Don't worry!" He chuckles.

I noticed that we wasn't going to my house, I was going to say something but I just left it because I am having a ride with my English teacher who I'm also in love with.

"So Harry, tell me a bit more about yourself!" Mr Olatunji asked.

"Well, I'm from Guernsey and I'm 18 almost 19 next month on November 24. I like to play FIFA even though I rage a lot. I like to play football in my free time, I also love English. I get all my ideas when I'm just about to go to sleep, it is a little weird but yeah!" I chuckled a little.

"Ahah that's cool... Well I'm 21, I just turned 21 on 19 June, I also like to play FIFA because I just like to game, once in a while. I also play football with friends, I wouldn't say I'm the best but I like to play. I like to make videos with my other friends and now I'm teaching you guys English." He said.

My heart started thumping more, I'm just hearing all this makes me falling in love with him harder. He was now pulled up on a drive way so I'm guessing that he lives here.

"Would you like to join me for a couple of hours?" He asked sweetly.

"Yes, I'd love too!" I said as I got out of his car and he took me to his house.

I walked in and saw how beautiful and spacious this house was, it was so cosy and comfortable... Mr Olatunji said he was going to get me a change of clothes and a towel so I could dry myself up a little.

"Here, I could only find what my friends have because I know for a fact my clothes wouldn't fit you!" He laughed.

"It's okay..." I smiled.

I walked into the bathroom as I changed into the comfy clothes that my teacher has just given me. I walked out and placed my clothing into a plastic bag and stuffed it into my bag as I brought out my book of poems.

There was at least 4 in here that was about Mr Olatunji.

I sat at an table that was in the kitchen and began writing a poem.

I observed his eyes as they were drawing me into a world that I've never been before.
His kindness makes me want to fall in his arms.
I can feel his heart touching my soul as my soul is burning for love.
I'm craving for your touch, I want you to hold me..
Hold me till you can't stop.
kiss me till your lips are bruised.
Fix my emotions when I'm down or angry.
all I want is you to make me feel special.
I haven't felt this way in a long while
you bring out the best in me
everyday when I see you I can't help wanting to kiss you just to tell you that I love you...

"Ah, I see you are writing! I'm guessing ideas are flowing..." Mr Olatunji said interested.

"Yes, normally, when I get home I am completely exhausted... I just sleep when I get home depending on the day." I said.

"Oh right, I mean it is your last year! You'll do fine!" He reassured me.

"Thanks, Mr Olatunji!" I smiled.

"Your welcome and please call me Jide or JJ! Hearing Mr Olatunji makes me feel old." JJ said.

"Oh, I'm sorry JJ!" I said politely.

"It's okay, would you like some pizza? I'm ordering some right now!" He said.

"Yes please, I'd like chicken!" I said as I looked back down at my work.

his features was amazing and they are absolutely dreamy,
his dark brown eyes glitters when he is in the light
his skin is so smooth and soft.
I've heard him laugh and it's the best thing ever.
I love you
I wish you could see that
I love you
I wish I could tell you that
I love you
I want to be yours

I can feel my hands beginning to sweat, I need to tell him... I saw him come back as I walked up to him.

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