I push open the school doors and my eyes search the halls for him. I walk past groups of people, ignoring the stares and insults, determined to find him. I finally spot the head of curls and march up to him and his friend. I don’t think twice about interrupting their conversation and tap Harry on the shoulder.
His head spins around and he looks ahead of him, searching for the source. Finally he looks down and notices me. A smirk appears and I roll my eyes at him and start to pull him away from his friend, Jarred. I push open the first door I see and look around making sure it is empty, before pulling Harry inside and shutting the door behind.
“So, Collins what do you need?” He asks me, making himself comfortable on one of the desks and I take in a deep breath and look down at my shoes. Suddenly I look up and I just blurt it out.
“I need you to show me how to have sex.” I say and at first Harry looks a bit taken aback, but the expression hastily disappears, replaced by a devious grin. He stands from his ‘seat’ and moves closer to me. I feel nervous under his intense gaze, but can’t bring myself to back away. “I’m a virgin,” I clarify and before Harry can interrupt, I start talking again, “we graduate in less than three months and then it’s college. I don’t want to go to college, not having sex yet. So I want, no need you to show me how to… have sex.” I finish and he raises his eyebrow in amusement and moves closer to me, placing his hands on my hips. I flush and look down. Only to look up again when he starts talking.
““So let me get this straight. Sweet, smart little London wants me to teach her how to have sex? So that she can lose you virginity before graduation?” Harry asked me, quoting my words.
“Look if you don’t want to, forget it.” I attempted walking away, but I was pulled back by the wrist. I looked at Harry and he smirked.
“I never said no, but I have a little condition.” He said.
“I get to be the one that takes away all of your innocence.” He spoke. I thought about it for a moment, before placing my hand in his.
I was thinking we could meet up after school, at your place. We can do that shit assignment.
I read the message and immediately knew it was from Harry. I contemplated the thought. I know my parents would never approve of Harry, especially with his history in the criminal department. My dad’s warned me about boys like him. Telling me he arrests a hand full of those scumbags week and to be careful with them
See my father is head deputy at the police station and my mother is a well-known lawyer. I guess you could say we have quite a lot of money, so unlike me, my parents are rather fond of judging people. Especially people like Harry.
My fingers type over the keyboard and I reply the message to Harry, waiting for the *ding* signaling that the message has been sent successfully and slide my phone into my bag again.
Sure, but could we rather meet at the café around the corner?
I continue with my extra credit homework for the rest of the period and smile brightly when the bell rings. I pack away all of my books and stand up, greeting my sir on the way and making my way to the exit of the school. I instantly spot Harry and I have to admit, he does look rather attractive leaning against his car. Phone in hand.
I make my way over and poke his shoulder when I reach him. He tears his eyes away from his phone and looks down at me. A dangerous grin on his face. He opens the passenger door for me and I get in, he closes the door behind me and goes to the other side. Climbing in and starting the ignition.
The drive is silent and rather boring, but luckily we get to the coffee shop shortly after leaving school. Harry parks the car right in front of the café and removes his seatbelt, pushes open his door, walks around to my side and yanks open the door for me. This time I don’t smile and just grab my bag from behind and hop out. I hear the car door shut and then the beeping signal that tells you the car is now locked.
I wait for Harry by the glass doors and he walks up to me, opening the door widely. He follows me in and I immediately make my way to the counter. The woman behind the counter looks to be in her late forties and she smiles gradually at me. I return the gesture kindly.
“What can I get for you today?” She grins and I give her my order, which is just a normal Chocolate Espresso. I call Harry over and he walks up to me, looking annoyed.
“Do you want anything?” I ask softly and he removes his gaze from mine and then looks down at the tiny laminated menu placed on the counter. He reads it over and decides to order a normal coffee.
“Oh! Could I maybe get a coffee with that? No foam, please.” She nods and puts my drink in front of me. I watch her whip up Harry’s coffee and sets it down next to mine.
“That will be £8.” She smiles and I reach into my back pocket for my wallet, but just like me, I drop the it and groan bending down to pick it up. When I straighten up again and pull the money out of my purse, I’m surprised to find Harry paying for the drinks.
He hands me mine and we walk to the table in the far back of the café. I pull out a chair and plop myself down onto it. I take a sip of my drink and sigh , feeling more relaxed.
“Thanks for paying, you didn’t have to do that.” I thank him and he nods, sipping his coffee.
He swallows, “I don’t mind.” He says and I pull out my book that has my English work in. I take the piece of paper that has the assignment on out and read it over for Harry.
“So I was thinking maybe we could do you first? Then me.” Harry says and I’m shocked to see that he is actually interested in this. I nod and I hand him a pen and paper.
“So let’s start with the fact that you’re a virgin.” He states simply and my mouth falls open. He laughs at my reaction and shakes his head.
“I’m kidding, love.” He says and then his phone which is on the table vibrates. He picks it up and reads over his just received text. I pay attention to how his frown appears between his eyebrows and his lips purse together as he reads it over.
“Is everything okay?” I ask and he snaps his head up to me.
“Yeah, yeah. I just need to go home. My sister needs me.” He says and in the blink of an eye, he’s out of his chair and through the doors. I watch through the windows as he speeds out of the parking lot down onto the road. Just like that he’s gone.
I sigh and then realize that he’s left me stranded without a ride. Great. I think to myself. I pull out my phone from my pocket and dial my father’s number, insisting that he picks me up.
The grey color of my pencil moves furiously over the paper. I’m extremely pissed off that Harry just left me at the café without an excuse and leaving me with no choice than to phone my father.
Let’s just say that he wasn’t too happy about being pulled out of a important finance meeting at half past 3 in the afternoon. He ordered me to my room after lecturing to me how irresponsible it is of me to depend on my father for everything at the age of 18. I of course ignored him and reminded him about how it was his choice to not buy me a car, because I got a B+ on my report card.
So here I am in my pajamas (http://www.polyvore.com/untitled_266/set?id=103873336 ) trying to finish my Culture essay about a specific religion. I give a relieved breath when I write the last word and I put my pen down on the paper, turning off my desk lamp and getting my cup of hot coffee. I switch the light off to my connected bathroom after brushing my teeth and move to my cozy bed.
After pulling open the covers, setting my cup down on my bedside table and clicking on the side lamp; I grab the book that I’m currently busy reading and make myself comfy in the blankets whilst reading.
I was in a very steamy scene when I soft noise came from outside my window, followed by another. I tip toe out of bed and make my way to the glass separating m from the cold winter air. I try getting a look down, but my room is too high up and it’s too dark to tell if there’s anything down there.
Suddenly I rock collides with the window and I jump slightly, but then it makes sense. I shake my head and lift the window to look down.
“I’m coming up.” I hear him call and roll my eyes. I walk back over to my bed and climb back in, waiting for him to climb up my wall like God damned spider and jump into my window.
I loud “Umph.” And “Fuck.” Later, Harry is on the carpet of my rather large room.
“Well thanks for the help, Collins.” He says and I throw my pillow at him, signaling him to be quite. I get back out of bed and motion for Harry to stay in my bedroom as I walk out of the door to check that my parents’ bedroom door is closed and make sure that my door is closed and locked.
When I’m back in front of Harry, he has a huge smirk.
“What are you doing here, Harry?” I ask and he moves unremarkably closer to me.
“Lesson one of Sexual Education.” He smirks and my eyes widen a little.