Addiction

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Harry's POV

We lay on the bed underneath my blanket, chests rising and falling heavily as we stared up at the ceiling and slowly came down from our highs. I felt Mya slowly reach over and interlock her fingers with mine and I smiled before I looked over at her.

"Hey," I whispered, causing her to look over at me, "I love you."

She smiled and rolled over to rest her head on my chest. I wrapped an arm around her and brushed my fingers up and down her bare shoulders.

"I love you," she whispered. A small smile made its way on my face as I pressed our bare bodies together and I snuggled against her.

"Harry," she mumbled against me.

"Hmm?"

"We have to do our homework," She grumbled. I laughed and shook my head.

"I don't want to," I replied. She lifted her head up from my chest and frowned at me and I frowned at her. Her eyes were sparkling as they stared at me and I felt my heart flutter when she leaned forward to kiss my lips.

We had been best friends since we were in elementary school. For years it was always Harry and Mya. You know? Like, "oh if you're looking for Harry, just look for Mya. He's bound to be nearby." Which, looking at it in retrospect would sound a tad creepy but at the time I thought it was cute.

And then junior high came along, and she started going out with Derek Moore. Fucking dick. I never trusted him. I mean, he was a straight A student, never missed any classes, was super polite, and studious.

It was too good to be true.

It was also then that I started realizing that I had begun to fall for Mya and wanted her to be my girlfriend. She was my Mya. So, I waited until our end of the year dance. She had already broken up with Derek. I kinda ditched my date (Sorry, Julia.) and I kissed Mya on the dance floor during our first slow dance. She was surprised of course. But I told her how I felt and was more than happy to know she felt the same and since then...we've been Harry and Mya but now, it had a different meaning to it.

"I love you baby," I smiled, thinking about our history. She pressed her lips to my chest as we lay there.

"I love you too," she whispered.

I was about to speak when I heard my garage opening and we looked at each other before we scrambled out of bed and hastily threw our clothes back on. I then grabbed our backpacks, hearing the door to our house open and footsteps walk inside and tossed them onto the bed, pulling out our history textbooks. I laid mine on the bed beside me and Mya took hers in her lap before she nestled herself in between my legs and we pretended like we had been studying the entire time. I cursed and remembered the condom wrapper that I had tossed to the floor and moved from behind her to reach over my bed and pick it up. I leaned over, my torso hanging off the bed as I scanned the floor for it and found it lying on the floor next to my nightstand. I reached over to pick it up and scrunch it in my hands just as my mother entered.

I hid the foil packet in my fist and my mother looked at me.

"Harold," she said, "why are you hanging off the bed?"

Mya snickered from behind me and I swallowed, "I er..."

My mom shook her head, "don't tell me. I don't want to know."

She then shifted her gaze to Mya and smiled while I discreetly tossed the condom wrapper into the trash bin.

"How are you, Mya," she asked. Mya smiled at my mum while I sat up and moved back to my spot behind her. Mya never liked to show affection too much in front of my parents since she was a bit concerned that it wouldn't be appropriate. But they didn't mind.

I nestled myself behind her body and wrapped my arms around her and hauled her back into me as she talked to my mother.

"Have you thought of any universities?" My mom asked. I stiffened in her hold. I was only thinking about going to the local universities here if I was being honest.

"I was thinking of applying local," she said, making me close my eyes in relief, "but I might try for other ones."

"Fair enough," my mom laughed, "okay, I'll let you two study. Are you staying for dinner?"

I pressed my lips to her shoulder as I closed my eyes against her as I listened to her voice, "I'll have to ask my parents. But I think it should be okay."

"Wonderful," Mom smiled. She closed the door and left us to our privacy and I kissed her neck.

"Apply to the same universities as me," she said. I sighed and looked at her.

"I'm not exactly as smart as you, darling," I replied, playing with her hair, "I doubt I'd get in."

She pouted at me and turned around in my lap, coming to sit up on her knees as she placed her hands on my shoulders.

"Harry," she said, "you're smart as hell. You're a straight A student, babe, how could you not get in?"

I shrugged, "I don't know. I'm just...nervous."

She kissed my lips twice and then my nose, "you have nothing to worry about. And it's only the beginning of the year."

"Exactly," I said, "I've got ten months to make sure I don't fuck up my future."

She laughed and shook her head, "you won't."

I looked at her, "I wouldn't be so sure."

"I'm positive," she smiled, pecking my cheek, "I love you."

I smiled and kissed her nose, "I love you more."

"Okay," she said turning around and nestling back into me, "let's study."

I rolled my eyes against my girlfriend and kissed her hair and began reading her textbook over her shoulder.

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I'm excited for this story. I have a lot of chapters already made as I wrote this story while publishing oblivious but I wanted to save it so yeah.

Can't wait!!!

Hope u have a nice day/night,

S