Teach Me How To Love

Chapter 4

Sophia's P.O.V.

Thanking the cashier, I grabbed the popcorn from the counter and handed my friend Alice her drink. "So he called you babe?", she asked for the fiftieth time, a huge grin on her face. Blushing, I nodded, "Just out of the blue, I didn't expect it at all. And he said I was beautiful...well not exactly, but technically he did." Shoving some popcorn into my mouth, I happily chewed on them as we walked into the theatre. "Gosh, Soph, he so likes you!", Alice giggled nudging me in the side with her elbow. Rolling my eyes , I guided the way to our seats, "No, he doesn't." Nibbling the inside of my cheek, I tried to hold back the childish giggles that were about to emerge. Alice's words made my heart beat faster with excitement, the thought of Harry maybe liking me back making me all giddy.

Okay, maybe I had interpreted more into every single thing he'd ever said, but I was pretty sure that there was something. At least I hoped there was. The dimming of the lights, brought me back to reality and taking my coat off, I prepared myself for the film we were about to watch. And I couldn't help but imagine it being Harry and me in all those romantic scenes. Maybe it was all just pubescent, wishful thinking; but I was pretty sure that one day, it could actually be us. One day.

Harry's P.O.V.

"Come on, just 10 more minutes..." she whined, grabbing my wrists as she pulled me down back on top of her. Her warm mouth worked the skin of my neck delicately as she ran her hands up my torso, my lips responding instinctively.

"I wish I could babe, but I really have to leave." I mumbled between kisses, pressing my lips to hers one final time before I prised myself from her eager grasp. She huffed playfully, biting her lip as she watched me pull my t-shirt over my head. I smirked at her, letting my eyes wonder over her almost completely exposed body.

"I'll see you later, yeah?" I grinned as I grabbed my bag.

"Oh you will" she smirked, raising her eyebrows. "Now off you go to your little school girl!"

She tilted her head towards the door as she spoke; my steps soon following her gesture. I met Lisa when I was in halls, and let's just say, it wasn't long before the undeniable sexual chemistry between us was explored. She was incredible; tall, blonde and amazing in bed, not to mention absolutely hilarious. But we were just friends with benefits; nothing more, nothing less. And that's just the way I liked it. I arrived at Sophia's 15 minutes late, slightly breathless as I knocked on the door.

"Sorry I'm late", I blurted out, running my fingers through my matted curls. "I was just...finishing some work."

I flashed her a cheeky grin as she stepped to the side. "Oh, you're late? I didn't even notice..."

Sophia's P.O.V.

I smiled casually as he apologised, suppressing the fluttering feeling within my stomach. It's not as if I had been checking my phone for the time every 30 seconds, or constantly glancing in the mirror to check that my hair and make-up were still in place.

As we approached the dining room, I couldn't help but notice something not quite right about Harry's outfit as he removed his hoodie.

"Erm, Harry..." I began, examining him from head to toe as he turned to face me. "Your t-shirt's back to front..."

He tilted his chin to his chest as he pulled the hem from his body, eyes widening as he noticed the label poking out from his chest. I laughed awkwardly as he flushed a slight shade of pink.

"No idea how that happened...excuse me one second. "

He turned his back to face me as he hauled the tight grey material over his head; his curls falling heavily as he removed it completely. I couldn't help but stare in awe as the muscels of his shoulders moved prominently beneath his tanned skin; his back broad and physique defined.

Once he had correctly pulled his shirt on, he flashed me a grin as he took a seat next to me; the feeling of having his knee brush against mine making me even more nervous. "Alright, have you gone over those attributes and stuff?", Harry asked, running his hands through his locks to get them in the right place. Biting on my bottom lip, I nodded as he glanced at me; his aquatic eyes making my insides flutter.
"Good.", he murmured, returning his attention to the notes in front of him. I let my gaze wonder over the side of his face, down his jawline to his neck; wait, was that a lovebite?! My eyes widened and I couldn't help but feel a tad of disappointment wash over me. But then again, why was I surprised?

"How are you?", I heard him ask me as his hand disappeard in his bag; fishing firstly his phone, then some pens out. "I'm good..you?" Nodding, he shrugged his shoulders, smiling one of his trademark smiles "Yeah, I'm alright."
"Okay, before we start off, would you mind if I go to the loo first?" Giving me an absolutely adorable, apologising smile, I couldn't help but nod dreamily and point him in the right direction. Giving me a quick thumbs-up and a wink, he rushed off. Doing nothing but looking in the direction he'd walked off, my thoughts wondered to the girl that had given him this lovebite. Surely, she must be beautiful, I thought to myself. Otherwise Harry wouldn't have even gone near her. He probably was the most good looking guy in his Uni; all of the girls were probably after him. How in the hell would a girl like me have a chance with him?

My train of thoughts was interrupted by the buzzing of his phone on the table, the flashing on his phone indicating he'd just received a message. Peeking at the screen, I saw the name Louis stare back at me. Nibbling the inside of my cheek, I considered catching a quick glimpse at the message. No, I told myself, pinching my thigh, don't be stupid Sophia. Tapping my foot against the wooden floor, I cracked my knuckles.
"Oh, fuck it.", I whispered and grabbed his phone, pressing 'Open message' and quickly scanning over the words.
"Hope you haven't forgotten the party tonight - 10 richmond road! You're bringing the vodka, mate! xx"

Hearing the bathroom door open, I quickly placed his phone back on the table. My breathing was quick and erratic, the adrenaline strangely rushing through my veins. Pulling my long brown hair into a bun, I tapped the pen in my hand against the table; trying to smile as casual as I could as Harry appeared again. "Okay, then, I'm done.", he chuckled, taking his seat next to me again. "You look good with your hair back.", Harry suddenly said, my eyes shooting up to meet his.
"W-what?" I laughed nervously. "I mean, you look good with your hair open, but it looks good back as well." Grimancing at his own words, he shook his head and playfully pulled at my bun.

"Thanks... you look good, too.", I whispered back at him; feeling my cheeks turn a dozen shades of red. "Well I do try.", he joked, nudging my arm with his elbow. "Now, enough with the compliments! Let's get some work done!" Laughing again, he started babbling on about something in French, which I didn't get and frankly; didn't want to get. All I could focus on were the movements of his lips as he spoke, the slight pouting of them making my insides warm up. The way his eyelashes fluttered like a little baby's whenever he blinked, the dimples dotting his cheeks. This moment was all I needed as a confirmation of the thoughts that had been wirring around in my mind ever since I'd read that message; I was going to that party.

I grabbed my phone as soon as the door closed, a surge of adrenaline buzzing through me as I tapped my foot restlessy. After a few seconds, the dialling tone broke and Alice's voice answered.
"Alice, you need to come round here asap." I blurted out, releasing my hair from it's position as I watched it fall down upon my shoulders in the mirror.
"Why, what's happened? "
"Nothing. Well, that's if you call an invite to a uni party nothing..." I pouted at my reflection and squinted my eyes seductively, ruffling my hair from my scalp.
"What? Seriously?"
"Yeah. Well, it wasn't actually an invitation, but whatever, we have to go, okay?"

She laughed nervously on the other end of the phone. "Not actually an invite? I - "
"Shh!" I hissed hastily, laughing. "Just be there at 7 and wear something hot. My mum has some wine in the fridge."

She paused for a moment and I could hear her mind debating the situation. After a few moments, she sighed as she gave in to my irrefusible offer.
"Okay then. See you later."

I grinned as I hung up the phone. Tonight would be the night that I'd show Harry that I wasn't just some silly little school girl.