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Chapter 1

I was walking around town after school with Niall. There was a park that we always went to after school. That's where we basically grew up. Most of our childhood was spent on the playground. It's sometimes hard to believe that we're in our second year of high school already.

At the park, there was this big oak tree that we always sat next to. It was in the middle of the park. When we sat there, we could admire everything. The leaves of the trees shielded us from the harmful rays of the sun. This was a perfect spot.

"Wow, it's a beautiful day. " Niall whispered to me.

"Yeah, it is." I responded.

I watched the little kids run around the park. They looked so happy, running around, not having a care in the world. It reminded me of when I was younger, how I used to come here with my dad and ride my bike around the lake.

"Carter, there's something I've been meaning to tell you." he interupted my thoughts.

"Sure Niall, you can tell me anything." I assured him.

"Well, over the years we've known each other, I think I've grown a bit of a crush on you, and I know you might not feel the same way, but I just don't want things to be weird between us. And-" I turned my head, smiled, and cut him off with a short, but meaningful kiss.

"It's okay Niall, I guess I kind of like you too." and he let out a small sigh of relief.

"You know, I've always wanted to know what your lips tasted like." he smiled.

"Well, Niall, what do they taste like?" and he sat and thought for a moment.

"Happiness." he smiled.

"Awe." I gave him another kiss.

"Well, I wanted to ask you if you were busy this Friday after school."

"Not really, why?"

"Can I come by?" he nervously stuttered.

"Sure, my parents are out of town though. And my sister moved out last week."

"Really? Liz moved out already?" He sounded surprised, "Wow, time flies."

"Yup, anyways, I'm getting hungry and I want to get home."

I stood up, swinging my 20-pound book bag on my shoulder.

"Carter, wait."

I turned around, "yeah,"

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

"I'll think about it." I smiled and walked home.

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When I got home, Harry was sitting on my porch. Harry was the school "bad boy". He was my tutor for geometry and trigonometry. He may have been a rebel, but he was also a nerd.

"Hey babe," and I stopped him from finishing the sentence.

"Harry, I told you not to call me babe." I rolled my eyes at him.

I walked up, and unlocked the door. I went inside and he followed behind. I heard the lock click and I dropped my book bag next to the couch.

" I have to admit, your legs look nice in those skinny jeans today." he snuck up and grabbed me by my waist, pulling me closer to him.

He kissed the spot right under my ear and it sent chills down my spine. His lips trailed down to my neck. I groaned and he took that as a sign to continue. His big hands trailed down to my thighs and he squeezed them gently. I got caught up in the moment, but I wasn't planning on messing around with Harry. I pried his hands off my body and he groaned in frustration. He's tried this before and it never happens because I always stop him before it goes too far. Usually, after that, we study a chapter, or two, in the textbook. But instead we wound up watching movies on Netflix and we ordered Chinese food. I cried at the end when the guy died and Harry let me put my head on his shoulder. He trailed his fingers through my hair, twirling the ends. I looked up at him, and sure enough, he was staring at me, smiling.

"You know Harry, you're not much of a bad boy after all." I said, placing my head on his lap.

"What do you mean?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowing.

"I mean, everyone says that you're such a bad guy, but really, you have a soft side that no one has seen before and it's cute."

He smiled and planted a kiss on my forehead, repeating the word 'cute'.

"I know love. Just don't let anyone know that. I have a reputation to keep."

I chuckled lightly. I just wish people could see the soft side of him. Maybe they would see him for who he really is, not just some stubborn kid.

I must've fallen asleep or something because next thing I knew, I woke up in my bed, next to Harry, unclothed, with no memory of what happened. Harry was peacefully sleeping, little snores occasionally escaping his lips. His face was buried in my pillow. I threw on a pair of pants and a t-shirt. When I went downstairs, there were pieces of shattered glass scattered across the floor. A massive headache took over and I had no aspirin. I walked outside, the cold air hitting me like a truck. I put on the beanie Harry got me for my birthday. I stuck my phone in my pocket. I took a walk down to the convenience store on the corner. I gave the guy ten dollars for the aspirin and went home. I went into the kitchen and poured a glass of water, gulping it with the miniature pill. Harry came downstairs in his boxers, but I turned away, making it seem like I didn't see him.

"Listen, Carter, I hope this doesn't make things awkward between us. You're a great friend and you mean so much to me." He said, taking a step closer to me.

I took a step back, my back hitting the counter.

"Please tell me. What happened last night?" I climbed up onto the counter.

"Okay, but before you say anything, promise you'll listen to the end." he stepped right between my legs, his face, closer to mine.

"Well, you were mad at me because," and he paused.

H A R R Y S  P O V

She was mad at me because I kept asking her to have sex with me. So, she flipped.

"Never mind that," I started again, "you went and got drunk and I had to carry you home."

"But how did we end up naked in the same bed, Harry?!?!" she questioned, her small fists meeting my chest.

Flashbacks of last night flooded my memory.

I had to carry her out the bar because she got too drunk. She could barely walk properly. When I got back to her place, I put her on her bed, thinking she was asleep, but when I turned to leave, she grabbed my arm and said "Harry please stay."

I went and sat down on the other side of the bed. I felt a pair of hands begin to slowly travel down my back. Her lips were centimeters away from my ear.

She whispered, “Come on Harry, let's have some fun." and she nibbled on my ear. Her hands traveled down to my pants, she pushed me down, climbing on top of me. I needed her then, just as much as she wanted me, and that's what I got.


"Harry, tell me what happened!" she screamed at me.

"You kept asking for sex, Carter. That's how we wound up like this."

Her head dropped and tears began pooling out of her eyes. She stood from the counter and ran upstairs to her room. Instead of running after her, I wanted to give her space. I left, grabbing my jacket and my book bag. I really messed up this time.

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