"Tell me what is going on, (y/n)." Harry demanded. I never seen him this way. It was kind of sexy. I would've told him, but he was angry.
"I went out to coffee earlier." I said.
He crossed his arms across his chest. It made his muscles look bigger. Wow. Okay focus, (y/n). Your almost boyfriend was angry at you and all you can do is stare. Well who could blame me? ;)
"I thought you were grounded?" He asked me.
I looked down at my hands, too nervous to look up at him, "I was, but not anymore."
He started pacing in front of me, "Who did you go out for coffee with?"
I took a deep breath before answering, "Zayn. He came over and asked my mom if I could go."
He was silent. It was frightening.
"I can't believe him." He muttered. He put his hands over his face. I could feel his frustration. It made me feel like crap.
"I'm sorry, Harry." I whispered. I couldn't even look at him.
He kneeled down in front of me and grabbed my hands, "It's not your fault, (y/n). I told you how he was with girls. He just shouldn't be like that with my girl."
I smiled, "You still consider me as your girl?"
He leaned towards me and kissed my forehead, "Of course, (y/n). You just need to promise me something."
"What is it?" I questioned.
"You have to stay away from him." Harry told me.
Harry said what now?
"Harry, he and I agreed to be friends after tonight. I can't be rude to him." I said to him.
He sighed, "He is gonna try anything he can to come between us. I just want to make sure that that doesn't happen."
I placed my hand on his cheek, "Harry, nothing Zayn could say or do will come between us. I promise you that."
He smiled a little, "What did I ever do to deserve you, (y/n)?"
"I know I'm amazing." I said sarcastically. Well sort of. I was amazing.
The next day, I asked for permission to go to the library. I wasn't really going to the library. Harry wanted me to go hang out with him. I convinced my parents to let me go and I was happy to not have a curfew this time. I grabbed my backpack and left to see Harry. It was weird to call him my boyfriend. After we talked last night, we decided to keep us a secret for a little while.
I knocked on his door when I arrived and I heard footsteps. Harry opened the door with a smile on his face.
"Hey, love." He greeted me.
I kissed his cheek before I walked in, "Someone is in a happy mood."
He closed the door and wrapped his arms around me, "Of course I am; you're here."
I smiled, "That was very sweet."
He grabbed my hand and we walked into the kitchen. He reached into the kitchen got us two sodas.
"What shall we do today?" He asked me as he handed me one.
"Well I have a little bit of homework to do, but after that I'm all yours." I told him.
"I like the sound of that." He winked. I blushed as I walked to his dining table and pulled out my calculus book.
Harry sat across from me and stared at me. I felt a little self-conscious, "why are you staring, weirdo?"
He chuckled, "I find intelligence sexy."
I scoffed at his statement, "You called me a nerd like hundreds of times!"
"I was kidding! Trust me babe, you aren't a nerd." He reached over and grabbed my hand.
I did some of my homework and Harry even tried to help me with some of it. It was cute the way he concentrated on the problems by biting his lower lip.
He was looking over a problem when I stood behind him and started massaging his shoulders.
He moaned, "That feels good."
I laughed, "It's to thank you for helping me."
"I should help you more often." He chuckled. He turned around and grabbed my waist and placed me onto his lap.
"Now I get to thank you." He whispered before he pressed his lips against mine. I ran my fingers through his curls as his hands roamed my back. His tongue trailed my bottom lips and I granted him access. I was surprised at how heated our simple kiss had gotten.
Then we were interrupted by the door opening, "Well what do we have here?"
