Chapter Two

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"Harry get up now otherwise you've lost your ride to school!"

"Huh?" Grunted harry rolling on to his back and spreading his large body across his huge double bed.

He fluttered his long dark eyelashes giving his eyes time to adjust to the light surrounding him. He lay only half covered by a blanket and began to shiver as the cold weather got to him.

Harry slowly clambered out of bed and grabbed his uniform that he had left on the ground the night before. He got changed and wandered down the stairs of his massive house.

"Harry I'm about to leave, so get something to eat quickly then we're going!" Harry's brother George shouted.

George had massive control over Harry. He was big, strong and the first born child. Harry and George are polar opposites, George is sport obsessed, he's on the senior football team, and was known for being a jerk. While Harry is more artistic, peaceful, and will always treat people with kindness.

Every day George drives his girlfriend Doniya and her younger brother Zayn along with Harry to school. Zayn plays on the football team with George and he also happens to be Harry's best friend.

Harry quickly yanked his toast out of the toaster, threw his backpack over his shoulders and raced out the door to George who was standing in front of his silver Mercedes that he had received that Christmas from their parents.

"Get in cunt! Could you have taken any longer?" George yelled at Harry as he walked towards him.

Harry awkwardly climbed into the backseat of the brand new car. He sat quietly eating his toast thinking about how he would have to stay out in the cold all afternoon waiting for his only ride home to play a pointless game of football.

The day went by fast for Harry and before he knew it he was sitting in the mud of a wet, gross, football field watching his brother run drills for the rest of his team to follow.

Zayn looked over at Harry and mouthed "save me."

Harry and Zayn were both quiet kids but both of their siblings sure weren't and it could be a lot to handle sometimes for both of them.

Harry mouthed back "I'm the one with my ass in the mud!"

The two shared a smile and slight giggle then Zayn got back to his training.

Harry turned around to see another football game taking place in the field next to him. He watched with the ease of knowing he wasn't going to hear his brother's voice yell commands to his teammates every two minutes.

Harry got out his black leather notebook and began to draw the winter scenery around the game. Once he finished the trees and sky he looked closely at some of the players on the field. He looked around for a moment and then froze in his tracks. His eyes locked onto a sexy little brown haired boy. Harry couldn't help but be filled with joy and the sight of this tiny gem he had just discovered.

Harry's eyes followed the boy around the field while his hand guided his pencil to draw a detailed portrait of his new crush. Harry couldn't find a moment where he wasn't looking into the player's gorgeous ocean blue eyes.

Everything else just seemed to fade away when Harry was under his trance. He had no control over what was happening to him but... he didn't care.

The whistle blew and the game ended but Harry didn't even blink. He couldn't waste a second not looking at him. Butterflies grew in Harry's stomach as the blue-eyed beauty looked toward the field he was sitting on.

The boy held his water bottle in between his teeth as he slowly jogged backward. Harry thought he looked so sexy with the sweat running down his face and his water bottle in his mouth. Harry couldn't help but let out a chuckle of excitement and joy.

Harry starred as the boy was about to look away, then suddenly, out of nowhere the kid fixed his eyes on Harry. His jogging stopped and he yanked the bottle out of his mouth.

They both couldn't keep their eyes off each other.

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