"You can't keep me here! I wanna go home!" Harry rolled his eyes and moved up from the couch "you're not going anywhere, And if you leave...you'll wish you hit your head by the curve before I found you." his jaw was tense and his eyes dark. he moved...
A/N THIS IS HOW I IMAGINE HOW HER FACE LOOKS THEN IN THE SECOND PICTURE HER HAIR AND IN THE THIRD HER PRIVATE SCHOOL and sadly the uniform 😂 . . .
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The sky was a light blue and the clouds made beautiful pictures. What a shame to spend a nice day in the very place I despise....school. I'm 17 and I live in a small town called pittersits. I go to a private school because people used to put gum in my hair in middle school and one day I got fed up and broke a kids nose. My parents swore they would never put me in public schooling again because I act unfocused. My name is Jullianette but my parents call me anette and my friends call me jullie. I ride my bike to school everyday since my house is only about 15 minutes away but today the sidewalk I usually take is closed and riding on the street is illegal here so I had to go the longer way.
I've never gone this way before but I knew my schools adress and focused on the street names. I looked at the homes around and thought they were so beautiful, while I was looking I saw this man. His eyes green and hair chestnut brown I didint notice that I hit a curve on the side walk and my bike's wheel poped along with it detaching from the bike "shit!" I yelled as I fell to the ground scratching the palms of my hands and lips kissing the concrete. I got up quick to go get my wheel but It must have speded fast since I have no idea where it went.
The cute guy came up to me and my face turned red out of embarrassment. "Are you Ok?" The guy looked worried and helped me up. "Y-yeah, I'm fine." I said a little intimidated by him "your lip and palms....they're bleeding." After he said that I noticed he had a deep British accent as if he couldn't be more perfect. I noticed I was just staring and snapped out of it saying "oh shit. I really am." I laughed nervously "Here I'll help you with your bike and you can come in and I'll clean you up." I was stuck in awe with him that I didint even notice I followed him to his living room.
I looked around his living room it was beautiful. There was a warm brown curtain and and wooden table next to a burgundy leather couch facing a fire place. "Your home is beautiful." He smiled and his dimples poped out. "Thank you you're too sweet" he disappeared into a room and came back seconds later with cleaning alcohol and bandages. He held my palms gently and dapped some of the alcohol on both palms. I winced in pain and he looked at me and smiled warmly. "My name is harry. If you were wondering." He said while be bandaged my palms. He then went for my lips and cleaned it delicately.
A/N ok soooo what do you think.. Please rate and comment my story I would V appreciate ittttt
