an intense feeling of deep affection.

He's the captain of the football team, she's the top art student. He secretly loves her, she enjoyed his presence. He'd keep her away from every male, she'd encourage him to find a girlfriend. He'd do anything for her, she'd offer a friend's shoulder.

Harry is just a boy trying to finish the year off with him meaning something more than "A Friend" to his crush. Carter's just a girl trying to survive with her family by being on the top of the list. It all comes down to friends at one point, right?

But what happens when he wants so much more than she can give?

He wants her, and won't stop until she's more than a Crush.


8. Eleanor 2nd.


I didn't understand what I was doing as I walked towards him.

"Hey." I called, making him look up, anger on his face until he saw me.

He looked a little shocked, as I sat down next to him.

"C-Carter?" He blushed.

I smiled, nodding at him.

"W-What are you doing here." He cleared his throat.

"Oh. I didn't know only football players and cheerleaders were invited to the party." I frowned.

His green eyes widened, as he opened his mouth to speak.

"N-No! Everyone was invited, I mean what are you doing over here?" He looked up at the tree.

"Oh. I don't know, you seemed upset about the game, so I thought I could cheer you up." I explained.

He looked down at me, a longing expression placed on his face.

"T-Thank you. I was just really bad this game. I don't know what happened." He clenched his fists.

I pulled my legs up, resting my head on my knees.

"Hey, everyone has a time were the aren't on their best. It doesn't mean their 'Fucktards' their whole life. " I replied quoting the coach's name for the football lads.

He laughed, making me smile.

He grinned down at me, making me successful at cheering this guy up.

"You know what I could always use at a time like this?" I smirked at him.

"What?" He looked at me questionably.

I quietly pulled out something from my purse.

When Harry saw it he laughed.

"Chocolate!!!" I laughed along with him.

I gave him some, getting some for myself, before putting it back in my purse.

We ate our chocolate pieces in quiet, but the silence was soothing.

He stared at me making me glance at him.

"What?" I asked, shuffling awkwardly.

He smiled. 

"I like the flower crown on your head. It's cute." He replied smiling with his dimples popping out.


"Thank you." I smiled at him.

I wonder what he'd look like with a flower crown.

And before I could think of what I was doing, I toke off the flower crown, and slowly brought it to his head.

He was staring at me the whole time, as I placed the crown on his head.

It looked really nice on him.

"It looks nice." I smiled.

He smiled back, his dimples appearing again.

Even cuter.

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