Crush.

love ləv/ noun 1. 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.

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13. Louis 02.

 

"You and I both know why Harry."

I felt my blood run cold, as I stared at her.

No..... She couldn't possibly.... Know, could she?!?

"Well, I'm not comfortable with this question." I glared slits into her.

"I'm not comfortable with you-" She was, to my relief, cut off by the bell.

"Well, there's the bell! I think we should get going don't you agree Carter?" I didn't wait for an answer as I picked her up, and put her on my back, quickly leaving.

This Friday was Christmas, and I could really use the comfort of home.

"What class do you have?" I asked her.

"Art." She replied.

I made my way to the art room, and walked into the door.

"Mr. Styles, miss. Summers." Mrs. Ray stopped us.

We were the only ones in the room.

"Yes?" I questioned confused.

"Look up." She giggles.

Carter and I both looked up, but froze instantly.

I felt my heart beat increase when I saw what was hanging on the door way.

Mistletoe.

Fuck no. I couldn't do it. I won't do it.

"Mrs. Ray, this is just a misunderstanding, we can't-" Carter was cut off annoyingly by Mrs. Ray.

"I will not let you two leave until you get into the spirit of holidays." Mrs. Ray smirked.

Spirit of the holidays. Is she for real? This is her dumb excuse to make me kiss Carter.

I felt a light peck on my cheek, and Carter smirked.

"There. A kiss."

"On the lips dear." Mrs. Ray smirked back.

"I can't! His a friend." Carter mumbled.

"Well if your good friends, then it wouldn't bother anyone of you, would it?" She smiled.

I looked over at Carter who had a blush on her cheeks.

Cute.

I felt her grip tighten on my sweater.

"Fine." My eyes widened at Carter's word.

I felt her climb down, and hop with one leg until she was infront of me.

She grabbed my cheeks, and I felt my heart race increase greatly.

I watched her lean in and place her lips on mine.

I couldn't explain how great it felt.

I almost instantly responded pulling her towards me, and kissed her back.

The fire like feeling I felt was amazing.

I've dreamt of this happening for two years, and it finally happened.

Carter let go of my cheeks, and disconnected our lips.

I watched her hop into the room taking a seat, as Mrs. Ray grinned.

Without saying a word, I left for football practice.

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