Spotlight H.S.

A change in emotion

I gathered up my stuff and walked out the door as I was knocked on my ass but a baseball player or so I'd assumed. He looked at me with amusement in my eyes as I cursed at him.
" Oi are you serious mother-f" I was cut off as I hear Lex screaming my name down the hall.
" COME HERE HADLEY HADLEY HADLEY. WHERE YOU HIDING GIRL." As she makes kissy noises.
I run down the hall and go, "WOOF WOOF MOTHAFUCKA!"
"Hey, you ok?" Lex's tone suddenly shifts towards concern.
"Yea-yup, I'm fine." I say brushing it off.
Lex and I begin to walk to Gym class and are soon joined by our friend Morgyn who just says hello by nodding. We reach the gym and sit on the bleachers all the way at the top. We are soon accompanied by Harry, Zander, and Lylac Rose-way. Lylac is a sophomore and one of my friends. Harry sits in front of me with his head on my lap as we wait for Coach Reyes, I play with the slight curls that are messily adorned on his head. Him and I are silent while everyone else chats among themselves. Coach walks in and now everyone is silent.
" Alright, good afternoon guys. My name is Coach Reyes. Today we will go right into team sports. The first sport we're going to be playing is soccer. However I have errands that I need have someone do. Those of you who will go on these errands are exempt from anything missed in class. Ok everyone up." Coach announces.
We all go to the gym floor, accompanied by many groans from my peers.
" Okay stand in a circle. I'm going to hand each of you a slip of paper with what team you'll be on or if you'll be running errands." Coach booms.
He hands out the pieces of paper and we all open them up.
"Team one to the right, Team two to the left, Errand runners stay here" Everyone follows his directions. I open up my paper and of course it's to run errands. Everyone slowly files to their designated spots I am left with two guys, Harry and the guy who knocked me on my ass.
" Ok Hudson, Richardson and..." Coach Reyes looks up at me.
" Parsons, Hadley Parsons." Harry replies cutting me off.
" Oooook then. Moving on. I want all three of you to go to Mrs. Raines and paint a banner for this upcoming pep rally. Before you start I don't give the smallest crap if you can't paint ask for help from Hudson here and Mrs. Raines I'm sure she won't mind." Coach awkwardly over looks Harry's control of the situation.
Harry puts his bag on his shoulder and grabs my hand which I instantly pull away from his grasp and awkwardly look over at Richardson. I think that's his name.
"Come on then, let's go. What's your name mate?" Harry asks kind of uninterested.
"Oliver." Oliver says casually.
" Ok and we all know I'm Hadley as Harry so graciously announced." I chuckle.
As the three of us walk away I hear my friends screaming.
"DAMN HADS GET IT . TWO AT A TIME."
I turn around and walk backwards holding my middle fingers up. Once I've had enough I turn around and continue to walk like nothing happened.
We reach the art room after walking in silence the entire time. Harry doesn't even knock he just strolls in and nods at Mrs. Raines.
"Oh hello Harry and his girlfriend and another friend." She says meaning no harm.
We stay silent.
" What do you want Harry?" Mrs. Raines asked.
"We have to make a pep rally banner for Coach or some shit." Harry says emotionless.
" Ok computers are there and everything else is in labeled cabinets." Mrs. Raines explained with out looking up from her painting.
Oliver grabbed a computer and sat at a table Harry and I joining him, but in the side opposite.
"Any ideas?" Oliver asked looking at me biting his lip.
Harry's hand rested on my thigh with ease. I became less tense as he began to write my name on my thigh repeatedly.
"Umm we could do the mascot running through another banner and have the sports as the audience." I suggested.
"Sorry, I've got to ask what kind of accent is that?" Oliver asked chuckling inquisitively.
"It's ummm." I became uncomfortable again. I began to fiddle with my fingers. Harry grabbed my hand and began rubbing the back of it slowly.
" It's a little bit of British, Australian, and New Zealander, it's where I spent my childhood." I answered more comfortable.
Harry takes out a blank sheet of paper and begins to sketch out my design and it looks great. We all agree and begin to sketch it on a larger paper. Oliver grabs the paint and I start to outline Harry's pencil lines. It takes nearly an hour for us to finish outlining and cleaning up the sketch. We haven't said one word up until then but, it is time to paint. I'm glad that I have to do this because Gym is two freaking hours long.
"Ok, Hadley what colors do you think we should use." Oliver asks.
"I don't know because I just moved here I get lost just going to the loo Oliver." I said jokingly.
Harry spoke up, " Use , the school colors with purple and reds for a pop of color in the audience."
Oliver begins painting as the last bell rings. I see that he's writing something but I don't think anything of it until we repack the door. Harry's arm on my shoulder and there is suddenly a folded paper in my other hand that Oliver had slipped me. I go to open it but Harry takes it and shoved it in his pocket.
"Har can I have that back?" I roll my eyes.
"Nope." He pops the P and gives me the cutest most cheeky smile ever.
When we reach the doors still walking in a slight embrace I remember we have no ride since I dumped Grey. Whoops, guess how many shits I give? None.
Harry takes his arm off of my shoulder and intertwined his fingers with mine and this time I don't reject.
" Hey, Har Wha-." I'm cut off by Harry.
"Shhh don't worry about it for now. All that matters is how we feel and that we don't need to speak about it right now."
I don't respond I just squeeze his hand assuring him I understand. We reach my house and I unlock my door still holding Harry's hand and lead him up the stairs towards my room. We walk in and immediately lay down in my bed. He lays down and then pulls me into him so my head rests on his chest and our legs are tangled. We lay like this for a while as he plays with my hair before he speaks.
" I'm so comfortable right now, I don't think I'll ever move." He yawns.
"Stay the night, I'm sure Timber won't mind. Mum and Dad won't care because they're working late." I look up resting my chin in his chest.
"Ok, I'll let my mum know. Do you have that pair of joggers you stole from me last month?" He questions me with a smirk.
" Yep and ok so it's final then."I say getting up and grabbing his joggers out of my drawer.
" I'm making pizza tonight, can you grab my phone and text Timber for me ?" I say walking to my closet grabbing a loose fitting white crop top and grab the burgundy pajama shorts from my chair, walking into my bathroom.
"Sure thing love."