He Keeps Me Warm

prologue

we were both 15 when we met. you had that silly fringe as your 'signature' hairstyle; i would admit that it was the first time i had ever seen a proper one in fact. everyone knew you as the guy whose smile could instantly lighten up someone's mood, adorable and cheeky.

it was a sunny monday morning and we both had advance english set as our first subject in our schedule for the rest of the semester. though i was a junior and you were a sophomore, most of the classes we took were the same. i deeply hated english. i just do not get the thought of studying it- i think as long as you can speak the language, you're good.

you -on the other hand- loved it so much.

mum decides to drive me to school for today. unusual. since freshman year, i always walked alone to school.

when we arrive, she plants a kiss on my forehead and mumbles 'i love you' under her breath even though it was obviously audible enough for our 2-centimeter distance. laughing out of my discomfort, i return the words and give her a hug.

i get out the vehicle and walk through the two-doored hell that i get to spend every weekday for 10 months in.

i get in the same room i went in every morning before summer began.

checking the clock for the time, i settle down in a vacant seat in the middle of the room. i see you in the far end of the hallway, with your "man purse" - as you would like to call it - bouncing up and down as it hung by your right shoulder while you ran for your life just to not end up getting late on your first class.

you were finally in the room and i sneak a few glances just to watch you pant heavily catching your breath, i kind of felt bad for you actually. but then again i didn't really know you at that time so i pretty much did not invest that much care for you (no offense).

you sit down on the seat next to mine whilst you put your bag down along side your books. i watch as some of the strands of your hair fall down and dangle messily on your face as you struggle to shove all your belongings under your chair.

i chuckle silently and stand up. "would you like some help?" i offer.

"yeah, uhm thanks..." you respond lifting your head up. "harry, by the way."

and the moment i took a glimpse of your eyes,

i fell in love.