Chapter 9

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"You text me or call me if anything. And don't let him take advantage of you...punch him in the face, he deserves it!" Lou shouts to me as he walks toward the front door, catching the bus before it drives off. I wait outside the gym, somewhere I rarely ever go. I wave goodbye to Lou, promising to text him later.

I sit in front of the gym doors, leaving my headphones in and my head down as people walk by. I feel a kick to my boot, and see Harry, tugging on the door im against, motioning for me to move. I push aside, letting him open the door. I stand, annoyed he didn't offer me a hand.

"Can you wait up please?" I walk as fast I can through the gym hall, leading to the locker rooms. He opens the men's door, leaving me standing outside. I crack the door open.

"This is men's...I'm not going in there!"

"Then looks like you'll be tutoring yourself."

I contemplate wether I should do in or not, but I do, stepping into the room and getting a wiff of sweat and rubber. I run through the locker filled room, doing my best to keep up with the sound of Harry's boots. We eventually reach a door, leading to the outside of the gym.

"We couldn't of gone through the front door?" He smirks, and I know he did it just to piss me off.

He continues to walk, much faster than I can since he's so tall, and I'm average height. It's not normal to have such tall legs.

He leads me to the end of the baseball field, leading to the woods. I become hesitant, but keep following, keeping my phone close.

"I swear to god if your taking me out here to kill me.."

"Will you just shut the fuck up and follow me?" I obey, but don't hesitate to let out a big sigh.

We continue walking for about 10 more minutes, and I'm embarrassed as to how out of breathe I am. I was cold when we first came out, but now I'm sweating, realizing my scarf has a build up of moisture on my neck.

I look up to realize he's stopped, revealing a treeless patch of grass and flowers, and a small stream running through. The grass is tall, but the treeless area is full of sunlight. It's a place I've never been before, and I can't help but admire his beauty...I mean it's beauty.

He takes a seat on a big rock, leading against a tree and waiting for me to take a seat.

I awkwardly sit the edge of the rock, trying my best to get comfortable.

"Let's make studying interesting shall we?" I lift my eyebrows, skeptical of what hell say.

"I think I deserve an apology for Saturday before anything." He ignores me.

"You ask me one of your studying questions, and if I get it right, I get to ask you a question. If I get it wrong, I take an article of clothing off."

"And how would this benefit me?" I try my best to hide my blushing cheeks.

"Because I know you want to see me naked." I choke on my own spit, and stumble on my words, unable to answer.

"And what if I don't want to answer your questions?"

"Then you have to take an article of your clothing off."

Normally I would either smack him in the face or walk away, but I stick around, skeptical and knowing this is my job, and his success reflects my tutoring.

"Fine, but with you skipping Friday, I doubt you'll get many right." And by the smirk on his face, I know he's ready to prove me wrong.

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