I was all alone in the hallways, grabbing my books and binder quickly knowing I didn't have to be any later for class than I already was. I closed my locked and felt a hand on my waist.
I spun around and bit off a scream.
"Hey babe. You left the party early this weekend... Why?" Harry asked, pushing his hips into mine, locking me in place so I couldn't run away from him again. He lifted his arm up beside my face and leaned on it so our faces barely an inch apart. I couldn't breathe.
He was wearing the school's football jacket that all the guys on the team wore. He just got his a few days ago when he made this year's team.
"I... I was... I mean... I had to go. I wasn't feeling well."
"You looked good to me." He said, and I knew he wasn't talking about my health. "We didn't even get to dance..." He whispered in a husky voice and grinned.
"I didn't want to dance with you." I quickly said, standing up straighter and trying to push him off of me. He laughed slightly and took a lock of my hair, wrapping it around his finger and keeping his emerald eyes on mine
"Liar." He said, just barely brushing his pink lips against mine. I could taste his mint breath as he slightly exhaled and chills were sent down my spine. My heart was beating faster and faster. I wanted to push him away but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I let his lips trail down my neck and cause my heart to fumble. Things started spinning slowly and the only thing I could see was Harry in front of me. I closed my eyes and let the feeling of his mouth against my skin control my body.
I didn't know how long we were standing there, but I didn't want that lustful feeling to go away.
When I opened my eyes, I was alone in the hallway. I looked around and wondered how long I was alone, when Harry left, and why I didn't do anything to stop his actions.
I quickly gathered myself and took a deep breath, my cheeks flushed and walked into class.
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Right when I opened the door, every head rose to look at me. I handed the teacher a small slip of paper and took my seat in the back of the classroom.
"Why are you so late? I though that thing you had to do would only take a half an hour?"
"I got stopped by you-know-who in the hall." I whispered to Sophie
"Did you kiss him yet?" She asked jokingly and winked at me. I immediately felt more blood rush to my cheeks.
"Not... really..." I said and she looked at me wide-eyed.
"You kissed him? When?"
"Today. But we didn’t even kiss... He just-"
"Girls?" The teacher interrupted. "Do you have something you would like to share?" She asked.
"No." We both said at the same time then smiled down at our desks.
"Tell me after class, okay?" She whispered right as the teacher turned around again. I nodded and looked to the front.
What was I going to say to them? Yes, so Harry somehow got the chance to be with me twice and I ran away from him, even though he makes me feel so different and we almost kissed today and I wanted to kiss him but I pushed him away. Completely makes sense.
I barely even kissed him. Out lips brushed slightly before I pushed him.
Then again, I could've just leaned in and let him...
Stop.
Don't do this.
He's not right for you. Just look at the way he always stares at you. It can’t be a good thing.
