The Tutors Lessons |HS|

Chapter 8

Harry and I were standing at my front porch, after we finished the work I said my goodbyes to Harry's mum and he walked me home. "Thank your for coming today" he smiled "It's ok, we got a lot of work done so i guess we won't need a lesson till Monday" I affirmed. He looked disappointed.

I felt bad but I had a lot of homework to catch up on as the lessons had me really occupied. "If you want... you can come over for lunch tomorrow?" I suggested he looked up at me with a huge smile "really?" He asked "yeah, sure my mum would love it" I beamed.

"Well thanks, that would be great" he said pulling some of he's curly locks back away from he's face. "Great, then I'll see you tomorrow.." I trailed off nervously.

He was beaming at me, he always does this like he's gorgeous eyes Just bore into mine and make me weak at my knees. I get butterflies in my stomach and start smiling at him uncontrollably.

All of a sudden the front door swung open I flinched in alarm and found my aggravating brat of a brother standing there. "Jas, mum said to stop gawking at your boyfriend and get inside" he smirked with he's right arm leaning against the door.

I shot him the most life threatening glare ever but he just scoffed and walked away making kissing noises which made me want to run after him and attack him on to the ground.

It was about -15 degrees out here and I was so utterly embarrassed that my cheeks flushed even in this temperature. I thought Harry would be as awkward as me but he had he's signatures smirk plastered across he's face.

"Well then I should get going" he announced, "bye" I fumbled not making eye contact. He went walking down the ramp and and looked back waving at me, I waved back, well tried because now all I that was running through my mind was 'boyfriend'.

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The next day I was up early and had gotten through half of my homework, I was still in my pyjamas and felt too lazy to get changed.

I was laying on my bed staring at the ceiling, my thoughts seemed to be drifting back to the kiss Harry and me exchanged yesterday.

I have no idea what that kiss meant to him but when he kissed me. It was magic, the way his lips connected with mine. It was right, and somehow, among all of the dizziness and the clinging on to him, something inside me changed. This new feeling could mean something.

Ding Dong. The doorbell jerked me out of my thoughts and had me scrambling off the bed within seconds. It was already 12.48am. What?!

"Jas! Harry's here" my mum echoed from the bottom of the stairs. I was still in my pyjamas while my hair looks like it just exploded and I still haven't had my shower.

I grabbed my stuff and creeked my door open just about enough to see if anyone was in the hall and went leaping for the bathroom. After my irritatingly short shower I wrapped myself up with the towel and went tip toeing to my room.

Hopefully Harry will still be downstairs so I'll just get changed quickly and go find him. Poor guys probably getting tormented by those little gremlins right now.

I was just about to open the door when someone came walking out and had me thump right into them. I scrunched my noise because my wet hair was now sprawled across my face from the crash.

I looked up and unsurprisingly found him standing there looking down at me. He had black skinny jeans on with a white logo top and had glasses on, my glasses.

"Hey, why do you have my glasses?" I integrated narrowing my eyes at him "you left it at my place yesterday and i thought I would wear them" he chirped. He looked adorable with them on like a geek I thought to myself gazing at him. "So are you going to come in, or just stand out their half naked?" He questioned grinning.

My eyes went wide when i realised I was still clutching my towel against my chest, I've been standing like this for a few minutes so I'm not surprised now if I catch a co- "atchoo" I sneezed, "bless you, now get in" he coaxed holding me by the small on my back and leading me into my bedroom.

"Ok you can look now" I announced, I made Harry cup he's eyes while I got changed which took me a good 15 minutes. I couldn't find an outfit to wear so I got dressed in a lilac wollen jumper which was huge on me, it hung just above my knees and I pulled on some black leggings.

"You look beautiful Jas" he whispered looking up at me from my bed. My heart was racing, I couldn't help but smile at him "thank you" I said muffled hiding my face in the sleeve on my sweater.

I plugged in the hair dryer and started to dry my mop of hair while Harry was spread across my bed on he's phone.

By the time i was finally done getting ready me and Harry made our way downstairs. Hopefully i can get through lunch nice and peacefully without any awkward remarks from my household.

Hope you guys liked this chapter, how do u think Jasmin's gonna survives through lunch in the next chapter.
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