h & t

Chapter 2

I had never played a game like this before. At most of the parties I had ever been to party games were seen as lame. I shyly tapped Harry on the arm drawing his attention from the game being played to me. "When are you gonna start the paper," I asked into his ear so he could hear me. "Just one round and then we can go upstairs, okay?" I nodded my head and watched as the paper came closer to me. Some red head passed it from Zayn to Harry and before I knew it I had to suck.

My lips made contact with the piece of paper and Harry carefully blew it onto my mouth. He was going so slow though and I was running out of breath. Before I knew it the paper dropped and everyone clapped waiting for us to kiss.

Harry inched closer and closer to me until our lips touched. His hand reached up and grabbed my face as he kissed harder. After a few seconds I pulled away and everyone cheered. People shouted different things at us as I grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him up and towards the stairs.

"Where is your room," I yelled over the music. "Follow me," he said navigating my up stairs and down the hall to the door at the end.

The inside of his room was dark. The walls were grey and his bed was black. He had a few bookshelves lined with books and a desk. In this part of the house the music wasn't so loud and I felt like I could breath again. I took a seat on Harry's bed and he walked over to his desk and pulled a leather journal out of a drawer.

I told him my name was Tierney Anne Baldwin and that I was born 6/11/1996 in Los Angeles, CA. His eyes widened and he looked up at me. "Wait, you're a freshman?" he asked me in disbelief. I nodded suddenly shy of my young age before continuing.

My moms name is Susan and my dads name is Alec. I told him that I don't have any siblings and as a child I loved to sing, dance, and act. I explained to him how I was Annie in a school play and he smiled while writing it down.

I explained to him how my dad is a very rich business man who is kind of an ass and never really had time for me. I felt stupid saying it though now knowing about Harry's past and his relationship with his father.

I told him how I am getting a major in English so that I can someday become a successful author. Then I didn't say anything anymore because I watched as Harry's hand gracefully flew across the paper capturing my life in his words. He had neat handwriting and he stuck his tongue out as he focused on remembering my words.

Sitting and watching him made me begin to feel some type of way. I wanted so badly to kiss him again. I wanted to feel his lips on mine and that's when I knew I had to go. So I stood up and told him goodnight. To which he said back to me before I slipped out of his room down the hall and out of the house into the cool night.
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I turned in my paper and took my seat. Harry wasn't here and a small frown made its way on to my face. I wonder where he could be? Maybe he didn't finish so he didn't want to turn in his paper? The class was boring without getting to talk to him.

Mr. Michael's talked about correct MLA format for 45 minutes straight before he was interrupted. In strolled Harry looking hot as ever. He had a beanie on and instead of tight jeans, joggers clung to his waist. He placed his paper in the basket and took the stairs up to his seat. On his way we made eye contact and I smiled at him happy that he was here. He looked straight at me and then just turned away. Maybe he didn't see me I tried to tell myself.

The bell rang and I waited until Harry was walking past my row. "Hey" I said walking up next to him. All I got in response was some type of grunt. I shook it off and decided to ask him why he was late. "Does it matter," he responded. Why was he being so mean? I told him to forget that I even asked before storming away. I didn't feel like going to any other classes so I just went straight back to the dorm.

Emma was passed out hard on the couch when I entered our room. Her hair was a mess and her makeup was smeared all over. Her dress was bunched up and her ass was hanging out. I laughed at her appearance and at the fact that she was still asleep even though it was 1 pm.

After two episodes of vampire diaries I decided I wanted to go to the gym. I slipped on some nike pros and a tshirt before quietly leaving a very hungover Emma.

Two hours at the gym was just what I needed. I pressed stop on my treadmill and smiled at how good I felt after exercising. I bent over to pick up my water when someone slapped my ass. I snapped up and spinned around ready to punch someone square in the face. Two green eyes met mine and I quickly pushed Harry away before walking off.

"Wait," he called after me. I didn't listen though I just kept walking until I reached my car and I drove off pissed off.
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I sat in class waiting for Mr. Michaels to arrive. I decided to do some online shopping while I waited so I pulled up Top Shop and began to peruse.

A quite psst drew my attention away from my computer screen. I looked up and Harry was sat right next to me. "What are you doing," I asked annoyed at how he has been acting. "Obviously I'm sitting Tierney," he remarked quite sarcastically. "Go sit somewhere else," I demanded before going back to online shopping. "are you mad at me," he questioned. I didn't even look up at him before uttering the same words he used on me yesterday, "does it matter?"

He grabbed his stuff and quietly moved away and back to his regular seat. I exhaled a breath I didn't know I was holding.
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I was startled awake to a hard pounding in the door. I yelled "go away." But the pounding didn't falter. I rolled out of bed and swung open the door to reveal Harry and Emma.

"She got really wasted so I helped her back here" he explained to me carrying Emma into the room and placing her on the bed i instructed him to. "Thanks" I said holding the door open for Harry to leave. He frowned and made his way out of the room slowly. Right before he left he whispered "I like your pajamas." I rolled my eyes and quickly shut the door realizing I had absolutely no pants on.
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I ran and fast. I could tell my heart rate was picking up. This treadmill was kicking my ass. After 4 miles I turned it off and sat down on a bench to cool off and relax. That's when I saw him. He was at the pull-up bar. His body was easily gliding up and down. His arms were toned and a thin layer of sweat made him glisten. I admired his body from a far. Looking over his dark tattoos littered across his arms. That's when he saw me, staring right at him. He let go of the bar and smirked over at me before beginning to make his way towards me.

We hadn't talked for over a week and I wasn't ready to break that streak. I stood up and hurriedly walked towards my car. But he was taller and had longer legs that allowed him to move faster than me. I fumbled for my keys as he walked up to me and asked, "can I have a ride?"

I shrugged my shoulders staring into his eyes. "Oh come on please. I don't have a ride and I'm really tired. I won't even talk we can drive in silence!" he begged. I nodded unlocking the car so we could both get in. The radio began to play Taylor Swifts new song and I hummed along as we drove. Harry didn't say anything. He just stared out the window. When we pulled up to his frat I unlocked the door but he didn't budge.

"Goodbye Harry" I said in hopes of him getting the hint and getting the fuck out. He snapped his head my direction and looked at me before quickly planting his lips on mine and hopping out of the car leaving me confused.