It was around 4:00 when we started studying. And nothing out of place happened, just a room filled with awkward silence until "So.... are we uh, gonna study or something?" He asked with his deep, yet charming voice.
"Oh... um yea, sorry"
He let out a smirk and a giggle. I utterly hate myself for saying this but his charm was working on me, I absolutely adored the way he laughed... it was loud, but it was adorable in every single way. And when he grinned, I could see that dimple.... that fucking dimple drove me crazy... god. I promised I wouldn't fall for a complete jerk again.. No Savannah, you don't like him. I kept telling myself this until Harry got me out of my thoughts.
"Where do you want to study?" I asked him hesitantly
"Is my room ok?"
There went that deep voice again. And that amazing thick accent he had. Ugh No Stop.
Harry led me up to his room which had numerous basketball and football trophies. His bed was just a queen sized bed with a navy blue themed bed spread. his walls were a sort of dingy white color. And he had one single nightstand with a lamp and a picture that I couldn't make out.
"Is it okay if we sit on the bed?"
"Sure" I said "Lets start with science since I'm guessing it's your worst subject."
He giggled at my remark and gave me half a smile. Which made me go crazy and I think I was starting to kinda, maybe fall for him. But this was the asshole that I hated the most. I don't know yet.
HARRY'S POV
Even though I never really payed much attention to her before, I could tell that she was different.. She was different then all these inappropriate girls that try to get close to me. I've never really brought many girls home with me, maybe once or twice.... But shes not gonna be that easy. Ha, she probably thinks I'm cocky. I'll admit it, sometimes I can be. But I just have bad anger issues... no one really knows me though. Not even my parents, which hurt but I understood it was for his job.. we moved here 2 years ago because of dad. It's okay though.
"Are you a virgin?" I asked her.
"Um, I'm sure that is none of your business." She replied pretty harsh, but it was actually really hott to me.. each time I looked at her, I studied her. Not the science. She had these bright green grass eyes that got lighter as she became happier.. then darker if she was mad or tired. Her long blondish/brown curly hair made me wanna go weak at the knees... Her hands were quite attractive too, I don't know why, but the way she wears those 3 rings that each mean something different made me want to kiss her until i couldn't breathe. She was beautiful. And I knew then and there. I wanted her.
SAVANNAH'S POV
I sat there talking away while he just stared at me with those eyes, those eyes that I loved. He doesn't even know how beautiful he is. With every single ounce of my being I was trying to resist saying how I truly felt. I think I was starting to like Harry. The way he licked his lips. The way he looked at me. The way he sat there. And I loved every second of it.
"Can we take a break?" Harry asked me.
"Yea, Of course."
"Sorry about asking you about your virginity by the way."
"It's fine, I was just caught a little bit off guard."
He smiled at me. This time it was full. As full as the sun. I say like the sun because when he smiled at me, everything lit up.
"So, what do you do for fun?"
"Well, I write music.."
His eyebrows raised up at my reply.
"Really? Well you have to be quite talented for that kind of stuff."
I smiled at him.
"What about you? What do you like to do?"
"Well I like to talk to my grandma, she basically all I have."
I gave him a confused look..
"What about football?"
He started to look down. "The only reason I'm on that team is because of scholarships."
"Oh, well how is your grandma?"
A few seconds of silence passed through and I could see a tear slip down his warm cheek.
"She...um....."
"What is it?! What's wrong?"
"She died last month and I-"
Before he could speak anymore, he bursted out in tears as if it had just happened.
"Harry I'm so sorry."
I put my arms around his neck as if he were my own. I don't know what was going on but as I saw Harry cry... I could feel tears dwelling up also, as I remembered my grandma passed away recently too. I gently wiped every single tear on his face. The proceeded to hug him tightly as I did before. I felt something for Harry. What I thought to be the biggest Jerk ever, was really a sweet, compasionant guy.
HARRY'S POV
The way her arms wrapped around my neck. They way she smiled at me. The way she comforted me when I started crying me was addicting and I wanted more. I was starting to want her more than I ever had. I never wanted her small fragile body to be harmed. I told her things nobody knew. It was as if she was mine.
SAVANNAH'S POV
About 40 minutes had already passed from our little pitty party. And It was 4:49
pm. I knew I had to go home.
"Harry, I have to go"
He ripped away from my arms with a worried look.
"Why so soon?"
"It's already close to 5 and my mom is super strict."
"Well first can I show you something?"
I gave him a questioned look, "Alright."
He swung his large hands upon my waist and put his soft, plump lips onto my own. Oyr tounges dancing. I wanted to stop, but I didn't. He was amazing and the complete opposite of what I saw on the outside of him. I felt safe in his arms that were now fully wrapped around me. I couldn't stop it. I knew deep down that I wanted him. But what about Amy? I knew that she had a thing with him. So I did what I had to do, I pulled away from what was no doubt, the best moment of my entire life.
"What's wrong?! Am I a bad kisser?" He asked me in his thick accent. Looking at me with puppy dog eyes.
"No! No! Its just that....."
"What?! Its just what?!"
"I know about you and Amy, Harry."
I looked down at my skirt, putting my bottom lip in between my teeth.
"Amy? Please, she's nothing. She just wants to be more popular. I swear"
I suddenly pecked his amazing lips that made me feel a spark everytime we touched. It was exhilarating. He was perfect.
All of a sudden, I could feel his large hand finding his way up my leg. I loved it,and I loved him. So I let him do what he wanted. And I wanted it no other way.
