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It's was a chilly fall evening. You and Harry were sitting in his room listening to whatever was on his playlist. You two were just enjoying the coffee and donuts he picked up for when you guys studied. While he was typing a paper, you played him a song.
Being then typical Harry, he had a straight look on his face. Rarely, when he smiles, you can see his dimples- your favorite feature (if you had to pick) was visible on his face. But he doesn't have to know that. Your friendship was strictly platonic. From his bed, you noticed the lamp illuminating his face with this yellow tint that made him glow. It could never beat the way your heart glows for him, even if it was through the phone.
While you were thinking about him, a thought crossed your mind. The two of you didn't have a song. So you chose one. It took two weeks full of just shuffling and feeling nostalgic. You knew you found the one. It had your relationship written all over it, but the superiority Harry obtained made you feel insecure. What if he hated it? The song was also out of your comfort zone, a little on the dark side, just like him.
"You hate it," you bluntly confirmed.
He shook his head while trying not to laugh, "no, I do. I thought it was... different," he hesitated to explain. He tried to avoid eye contact with you.
You even hid your face in your hands. Your cheeks became the color of the strawberry donuts, "oh god you hate it. What's new? You hate everything," you groaned.
Harry got up from his study table to attempt to pry your hands from your face. It was no use, his hands on yours make you go weak to your knees. You never stood a chance.
Once he tamed you, he looked you dead in the eyes, "you're right. It was shit," your jaw dropped.
Harry pulled away and released fits of laughter. He loved teasing you. He's been doing it since the beginning of freshman year the second they were partnered up for an assignment.
You rolled your eyes and watched as he got back to writing his paper. After minutes of silence, he speaks up, "this stupid paper is kicking my ass. Remind me why I took AP Lit again?" Even if it may not seem like it to other people, Harry was the smartest person you knew. Over the years, all the known intelligent students were surprised to catch him at the back of the class, sometimes with you next to him.
"Because it's senior year and we made a bet on who ends the year with the highest GPA," you smirked. Every year, coincidentally, the two of you end up with the same GPA. Senior year was the best time to change that.
He froze, "I will get that free ticket to France, I swear it," he grumbled. From London to France, the tickets weren't too expensive. The yearn to travel to France was the biggest thing you two had in common. This trip was planned during lunch in sophomore year when Harry was in the same AP French class as you.
Scoffing, you walked over resting your hands on his shoulders. Your face immediately heated up. You two were close, but not this close.
While you massaged him, you began to picture you and Harry in France doing touristy things like sitting under the sun having a picnic in front of the Eiffel Tower. He made fun of you for that. He had other plans though. He wanted to sneak into one of the abandoned railroad tracks and walk through one of the tunnels. You were absolutely horrified.
In all honestly, it didn't matter what you guys did or where you went, as long as it's with him.
"You can only dream," you teased.
"Shut up," he huffed. Suddenly, he lets out a soft moan, "that feels so good y/n. You have no idea how much I needed this," you applied more pressure on the parts with obvious knots.
After a few moments, he winced. You immediately pulled away, "I'm sorry!" You put your hands up in surrender.
He rubbed along his neck, "I knew the second we made that GPA deal, that you were out to get me," he continued to rub along the sore areas.
With a smile, you walked over once more, "you want me to kiss it better?" You pouted.
He looked back. Trouble was written on his face, "I won't stop you," he winked then turned back to so his work.
He knew you had no intention in doing it.
That was until, he felt your warm lips trailing kisses along his neck. His eyes widened in shock, but he still didn't stop you.While doing so, your body was numb with nervousness and butterflies. You had no idea what you were doing, but it felt right. It's as if this should've happened a long long time ago.
Suddenly, he turned his head just in time for his lips to press onto yours. You squealed into the kiss. Then, you felt Harry reaching over, clasping his arm around your waist to bring you over onto his lap.
The kiss was slow and sweet. You could feel that he wanted to be gentle with you by the way he held one side of your cheek with his hand. Breathlessly, he pulls away, just to capture your lips in his once again. Boldly, you bring your other around his neck to deepen your kiss. Inside, you wished this was your first kiss.
You were the first one of pull away. It felt as if your whole body was on fire and your cheeks reddened even more. You were even panting the second the kiss was over since he basically did take your breath away. Slowly, you look up. Harry looked like he was contemplating everything that just had happened. You kept quiet, still on his lap.
Out of nowhere, Harry made eye contact with you. At this this point, you felt shy. You've never held anything back other than your need for this friendship to upgrade to a relationship, you just didn't know how.
He whispered, "this, is our song," you didn't even realize what song was playing until it was brought onto your attention.
"WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU JUST LET ME ADORE YOU," at this point your cheeks didn't hold back on being so obvious. This song was newly released by a band called One Direction. Harry secretly jealous of the member Hardin. People say he looks exactly like him. He didn't see it.
He brought up his hand to sweetly swipe his thumb over your cheek, "your cheeks. Hmmm I like when you blush. Out of all the things I notice about you, my favorite is when you blush," he admitted to you with a small smile.
