The Social Reject

Chapter 8 : Being.With.Him

My first class of the day and I was bored as hell. Mr. Roy was teaching and telling us to write down notes, but I never do so. What’s the point of even taking down notes, if you don’t even study. But leaving the subject of this morning, I want to get on the subject of what happened last night. Last night, was something I didn’t expect.

I wouldn’t really call it last night, just earlier this morning.

But I didn’t expect Harry coming over and basically ended up in my bed. There wasn’t really nothing wrong about that. To be honest, the sex was extremely and amazingly great. He took the control the whole time , but at the same time, it was passionate.  A little rough in between, which made it perfect. Passionate, hot, and rough. Yes. I had a great morning. After we were done, Harry had to hurry and sneak back home to change clothes. It made it kind of real that we were actually together. I smiled to myself at my desk and took out a sigh. It’s just hard to define being with him. Harry isn’t like all the other lads I’ve dated or talked to. There’s something about him that always makes my day brightens.

Then my phone started to vibrate in my pocket. I quickly took it out and put it silent. I looked up and thanked God that Mr. Roy or anybody else in front of me noticed. I looked down at my phone and saw that it was a text message from Harry. It read :

 

Class is reallyyyy boring

 

I smiled and began to text back.

 

Same here in Mr. Roy’s class. It’s the worse.

 

Then a moment later, Harry texted back.

 

I have Ms. Bliss.

 

I texted back.

 

Ok. Nvm, u hve it bad.

 

Then, Harry texted back.

 

Haha. I realllyyyy realllyyyy realllyyyy thought about u a lot.

I paused and smiled at the text. When Duncan and I were dating, he never sent out sweet texts or wished me goodnight or even took me out to a nice date once and a while. But Harry was far more different than Duncan. Harry is actually who I need in my life right now. I texted back.

 

I thought about u. A real lot actually.

 

Moments later, he texted back.

 

Zayn is trying to figure out why I’m smiling so hard.

 

I turned my head towards Stormie and she frowned at me.

“Who are you talking to?” she asked, “and why are you smiling?” I took out a sigh and look back at my phone. I texted back.

 

Everyone else is wondering why Im smiling too.

 

But not a good way. Moments later, Harry texted me back.

 

I can picture it.