One of our teachers, Mr Carlburl, was always so serious. He was also very strict, so no one really liked him. This morning, Mr Carlburl was teaching us to do the high notes. Harry was sitting next to me, while the boys were sitting a few chairs down. While our teacher was picking out some students from the audience to try out his exercise, Harry decided to point his attention at something else than Carlburl. I could feel his eyes burning in my skin, and after a few attempts to try to focus, I gave up and bursted out in a giggle.

"What?" I whispered, blushing.

His harsh, green gaze made my heart skip a beat. Just the way his ocean-deep pupils flickered over my whole body, and ended up in my face, made him so gorgeous, somehow. He slowly shooked his head, like he was speechless. He then held up his arm and signaled with his finger to come closer to him. I smiled and leaned over a bit. My little ear was in the perfect height for him to speak into it.

"You're so fucking beautiful." He whispered low.

It may have been low, but it was high enough for me to hear it, and his voice was sexy enough for me to blush even harder than I already were.

"Stop it." I said.

I covered my mouth with my hand, which was the usual girl-code for "you're making me blush". I think he got the hint, but he loved to see me blush. He just couldn't resist.

"No, I mean it. I've been watching you almost every class so far." He kept on whispering. "I love the way you're eyebrows furrows when you don't understand, and how you always are putting your pen behind your ear.."

I couldn't believe he noticed that. It had been a habit since seventh grade, and while the years were passing, my habit had become more and more skilled, and the handgesture that was now something that I myself wasn't even noticing, was so fast that most people didn't even see it.
I once had a boyfriend in highschool, which were about the time when my habit was at the absolute worst point. And one day, we were discussing secrets with each other, and I was just about to tell him about my habit, when I stopped myself. I thought he already knew, but when I eventually brought it up, he looked at me with the strangest look. I knew that he hadn't even noticed.
So now, when I was an even bigger expert at the bad pen-habit, I was stunned that Harry had seen it.

"I also love how you laugh at Louis lame jokes, and how you sometimes drift away to places far, far away.. I always wonder where you go."

"I do not.." I whispered.

I was actually just saying that to tease him, so he would keep on going. I knew that my stubbornness was his motivation.

"You do. I swear, I've been trying to talk to you several times during classes, but you're just not with me.. Can you take me there next time?"

I had been looking down this whole time, but I knew, and felt, that he was staring at me. The only reason I hadn't lifted my head, was so I wouldn't blush even more, since not even looking into his eyes was bad enough for my red cheeks. I knew that there was always a risk to look into his eyes. You could fall in love with him in a second, or get the most mixed feelings ever. But it was a risk that I was willing to take. I lifted my head and smiled a ridiculously big smile at him.

"Because wherever that place is, I wanna be there. Next to you." He said.


Class ended, and just when we were outside the door, I realized that I had lost Harry. And it was not a little crowd that was coming out of the room. Then I felt a pat on my shoulder. I turned around, but it wasn't Harry. It was Niall.

"Hi." He smiled.

"Hi there."

"So.. what's going on today?" He asked.

"I've got two more classes. And then.."

".. You're spending time with me, girlfriend." Harry filled in, hugging me from behind.

"Oh, hi!" I said and turned around to face him.

I still felt bad for Niall, so I instantly turned around again, to face Niall.

"It's cool." He laughed. "Go, spend some time with him."

Harry smiled at me.

"Thanks, mate." He nodded.

"Yeah, thanks." I said.

"But don't get to excited, Haz. She's all mine in two weeks, right love?" He smirked and walked past us.

Harry laughed.

"I didn't see that one coming."

"Me neither." I laughed. "So.. we're hanging out today, huh?"

"Yeah, after the classes."

I nodded. Harry raised his hand to my face and gently stroked my hair.

"Or.. We could just ditch everything, and take the bus somewhere." He suggested.

"Harry, no. This is my grades we're talking about.."

"Mine too..? But, you gotta be a little careless sometimes." He laughed.

My face was showing nothing but disagreement, so Harry pulled out the gun that aimed to my weakest point.

"I'll buy you clothes." He whispered.

"Continue.." I said with a grin.

"And shoes."

He looked down at me with puppy eyes, as I was making up my mind. Harry could definitely work on his puppy-look, because they were not near as good as Liams. But the puppy eyes wasn't the little detail that made my mind up. He was just simply right. It could've been because of the clothes, too.

"Okay, fine. But it's only happening this one time!" I hissed.


After the short busride to the little village we all had visited earlier, we decided to start the shopping. Honestly, first I thought Harry had just said he would buy me things to get me to go with him. But he really was serious, which I noticed after that he had asked what I wanted in every single store we walked past.

"You don't have to buy me more clothes, Harry.." I said.

"Hey, I want to! I wanna treat my princess like a queen."

Once again, he made me blush.

"Besides, it's only for a week, right?" He said with a sad smile. "Even though I would do it all year long."

And just like that, my face went from pink, to red.
The clock kept ticking, and after we'd walked out of the 96358th store, Harry decided to buy us both a coffee.

"I'm waiting outside." I said.

"I'll be back in a second." He smirked.

I locked up my phone to see what was new. I had one message from Louis.

Louis: Where are you?
Kathleen: I'm with Harry. Don't worry.

I was just reading his response, when a few manly voices echoed from the other side of the street. I looked up, and I almost dropped my phone.
It was Liams former bullies. And they were now all staring at me.

Notes

Hi! Exciting, exciting, isn't it? Haha. I don't know if I'll write more tonight, but there's always a chance! I hope you liked this one. Love, A.

What do you think the bullies/Kath/Harry will do?

What do you think they want?