The Rings

[ six ]

WTF WATTPAD KEEPS DELETING THIS CHAPTER OMG

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"So in this class I will be teaching you the most basic ways to earn money," she took a breath. "For charity." Within a second everyone slumped in their chairs and groaned. Well come on, they didn't think they would be earning money for themselves did they?

However I stayed sitting up in my seat, watching the teacher and twirling a pencil around my finger before something wet patted against the back of my neck. I let out a yelp and slapped my hand to my neck, feeling a large wad of chewing gum stuck fast to my neck and hair.

Argh! This stuff was banned ages ago, why did people even bother with it anymore!? Behind me I heard a bunch of sniggers and a few people clapping.

I started to try and pull it from my neck, but it went all stringy.

"Good one Haz!", "Oh my God, Harry, that's disgusting!".

I shot him a dirty look and raised my hand to be excused, storming from the classroom, towards the girl's bathroom. As I was almost there, a firm hand rested on my shoulder. I looked round to see that it was Harry and scowled at him, pulling from his grip.

He didn't let me go so quickly, though as he snatched my arm. It hurt, a lot.

"Harry, why did you do that to me?" I snapped, turning to look at him over my shoulder, still trying to pull my forearm from his grasp.

"I'm sorry," he said, scowling at me. "I didn't mean for that to hit you."

Ha. Sure.

"Well then let go, so I can get rid of it." I snapped, readying my arm to scratch his face if I needed to, like an angry cat. Although more like a slow, disabled sloth. 'Cause sloths have claws, don't they?

"Let me get rid of it," he said, releasing my arm, but only slightly, so I still couldn't make a run for it. I thought that this was another cruel joke and that this was him entertaining a hidden audience behind a camera, or something, but his expression was deadly serious and he stared into my face, gravely.

"No." I grumbled. "I can do it myself, thank you. And frankly, I'd really like to do it myself, so would you kindly let me leave?"

"You're adorable." He said, his face cracking into a small smile, his dimples carving into his cheeks.

"Harry-" I froze. "Wait, what did you just say?"

"I said you're adorable, when you're angry."

For any girl that would make their heart flutter and make them forgive him and swoon, falling under his dumb trick. But for some reason it just made me so mad that I wanted to sucker punch his face and knee him in the balls.

I scoffed at him and tried to unlatch his hand, but there was no way. I gave up and turned towards him. "Fine. Get rid of it." I groaned, staring up at the ceiling, desperate not to look him in the eyes. Or in the face. Or anywhere.

He let go of my forearm and wrapped his arms around my neck, resting them on my shoulders as he started to gently pick the gum from the tip of my ponytail.

I accidentally caught his face, but thankfully he was too busy working on the gum to notice. His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration and his lips pursed as he watched his hands.

"You're staring at me."

Crap.

"No, I wasn't." I protested, narrowing my eyes at him.

He didn't reply but instead he tugged hard on the ponytail, causing me to shriek.

"OW."

"Shh, you'll distract the lessons."