"Alright class, I'm going to hand out your quizzes from yesterday. Overall you did a good job, but some of you could have done better." Ms. Davis begins class as soon as the bell rings and everyone has calmed down.

"Addie, great job." She smiles and hands me the paper with a 100 written on the top next to a sparkling star sticker. "And thanks for helping your new classmate, I guess you were pretty effective."

She hands Harry his quiz with a 96% written next to his name. "Good job, Harry. I knew it wouldn't take long for you to catch up."

She walks towards the next table to continue passing out the rest of the quizzes, leaving me confused as ever.

"You asshole!" I whisper loud enough so only Harry can hear.

"What?" He grins despite his evident confusion.

"You didn't need help catching up, did you?" I question and he shrugs. I spent hours trying to teach him the material he had missed, and he played it off like he had no idea what was going on. Seeing the grade he just got on a quiz that was actually a little challenging, all of the pieces are coming together.

"Why did you really switch into this class, Harry?" I ask him for the billionth time, hoping this time he'll actually tell me truthfully.

I watch his eyes waiting for an answer, and catch him glance over at Max before his eyes return to me. "I told you, I just wanted to take it this hour."

"No..." I shake my head with the revelation. "You did not... Tell me I'm crazy. Harry, you only switched to this class because of Max, didn't you?" I frown at his behavior. I can't believe I didn't realize this earlier.

"So what? I don't understand what's wrong with that." His harsh demeanor returns as a defense mechanism.

I shake my head in disgust and quickly look at Max, who seems miserable with his new lab partner. "You knew Ms. Davis would ask me to help you. I can't believe you! You switched your whole schedule just to get me away from Max!"

He shushes me, but it only makes me angrier. I don't care if anyone can hear me, I need to get through to Harry that he needs to stop being this overbearing, jealous guy. It's not necessary.

He is unaffected by my anger, only waiting there for me to finish scolding him to explain himself. "Can you blame me? I told you, you're mine, not his."

"Harry! He is still my friend, you went too far." I huff. I'm not denying that I want Harry to be in this class and be my lab partner, but the reason why he is just doesn't sit well with me.

"Oh come on, you can't expect me to just let him think what's mine is his."

"That's not what he was doing, Jesus Harry! We were just lab partners! And if you don't remember, he doesn't know I'm 'yours' yet." I remind him.

"Whatever, I'm not apologizing. I want to spend as much time with you as I can, and If it means less time with him, than better yet."

I hear him completely, but decide to give up and continue writing the notes Ms. Davis left on the board. What Harry just told me made me forget about why I was even mad in the first place, but I won't admit it quite yet.


"Are you going to ignore me all day?" Concern is evident in his voice even though a small smile plays on his lips.

"Just promise you're done trying to get Max out of my life?" I finally give in. I wanted I stay angry and hold my ground, but it's so damn hard when Harry is so damn attractive when he pouts.

The time when I was supposed to be focusing lm taking notes, I really spent contemplating his argument. I appreciate that he actually cares enough about me to show this type of concern, I just wish he went about it a different way. But anyway, God knows I can't stay mad at him for long, so might as well give up the lost cause. I just have to accept that this is his way of showing me he is truly mine.

"I promise, well, unless he does anything..." His eyes focus on Max across the room and I have to nudge his arm to get him to stop staring.

When he returns his focus to me, he smiles and I breath in the relief that comes with his promise. "Thank you."

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After school I went straight home to get ready for Harry and I's impending first date. It seems weird calling it that though seeing as we've been seeing each other for a few weeks now, but it really is our first real date.

I probably have pulled every single dress and outfit from my closet trying to find something to wear, but I can't find anything suitable. Harry hasn't told me where we're going, so I have no idea what to expect or prepare for.

"Grace! I'm freaking out, you have to help me." I panic over the phone after my cousin picks up on the other end.

"What the hell is going on, Addie?"

"Okay, don't freak out, but I have a date tonight." I pull the phone away from my ear in anticipation for her inevitable reaction.

"ADELAIDE MARIE WALKER! WHY AM I JUST HEARING ABOUT THIS NOW?" She yells just as I expected.

"Because I haven't talked to you in days, but I'm telling you now." I explain.

"Is it with that Harry guy?" She's asks. I've mentioned him to her on a couple of occasions, but she still doesn't know we're practically dating or half of the things we've done.

"Yeah." I smile even though she can't see.

"Oh my god! Addie! Why do you have to do this after you move? I wanted to help you get ready on your first date!"

"Grace this isn't my first date." I remind her, rolling my eyes.

"Okay well Mike Nelson doesn't count. Can't you just wait until I get there for Thanksgiving break to go?" She begs and I laugh.

"No! Now tell me what to wear!"

"Where are you going?"

"I have no idea." I sigh in frustration and fall back onto my bed that is covered with clothes.

"Okay... Well you can't go wrong with jeans and cute top?" She suggests.

"He likes dresses." I say and instantly regret it.

"I bet he does..." She giggles. "What about that purple one? The one that's tight on the top and then the skirt is flowy?"

"I don't know, it's not really me." I find the dress she explained and hold it in front of me as I look in the mirror.

"Well you look hot in it, I'm telling you, he'll be begging for a second date right when he sees you in it."

"I'll wear it." I agree with a laugh. "Thanks Grace, can't wait until you come visit."

"Same here, okay have fun and be safe, and right when you get home you better tell me all about it. Love ya Adds."

We say our goodbyes and hang up a few seconds later. Once I convince myself to actually wear the dress, I put it on and tidy up the rest of my room. It looked like a tornado had run through it.

After applying some more mascara to my lashes and adding a coat of gloss to my lips, it's already seven, and Harry should be here any minute. I feel those butterflies form in my stomach as I wait for him to come, and I don't know why. Harry had already called me his girlfriend, and I feel more comfortable with him than anyone else here, but I still feel nervous.

I begin to second guess my outfit choice, but I'm given no time to carry out with my intentions of changing when the doorbell rings.

I run downstairs and immediately, the butterflies return with much more intensity. "Hey." I smile.

His dimpled grin grows on his face as he takes in my outfit. My inner self praises me for sticking to the dress.

"You look.. Beautiful Adelaide." He steps in and kisses my lips.

"You look good yourself." I smile after noticing his white button up and black slacks.

"Not half as good as my girl." He winks. "So are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, just let me grab my purse then I'll be set." I hold up a finger signaling to give me a second as I walk as fast as I can upstairs to grab it. "Okay, ready." I nod and he takes my hand, leading me to the black range rover parked outside.



Harry's POV

I held Addie's hand as we walked to my car, not wanting to let go after she got into the passenger side. Don't get me wrong, she's always been hot as hell, but seeing her in that dress... Damn I'm a lucky guy. And I never forget that. To have her see something in me is unheard of. Sure, girls will throw theirselves at me, but they never want me for anything more than sex. I'm fortunate that the girl I'm so fond of sees me in a different light than the rest.

I jogged around the front of the car to get in, and immediately grab her hand again in her lap.

"So where are we going?" She asks me for the tenth time and I can't help but smile. It's not a huge deal at all, but I want to surprise her.

As I contemplate telling her, I'm saved by the obnoxious ringing of my phone. I smirk at her and squeeze her hand before letting go to answer.

"What's up." I say, not checking who was calling.

"Haz, you down for the creek tonight? All of the guys are going." Louis' voice says over the phone.

"I can't actually..." My mind runs through two things; telling Louis the truth of why I can't, or lying. I quickly decide it's best to go with option one, seeing as I already pissed off Addie today with that juvenile stunt I pulled in bio.

"And why not?" He questions as I had expected.

I look at Addie who is staring out the windshield and smile as I speak. "I'm taking Addie Walker on a date."

Her head immediately turns to look at me, and her eyes glisten with surprise.

"Wow. I knew there was something going on between you two. Why didn't you tell me?" Louis jokes being offended.

It's not that I'm embarrassed or anything to be with Addie, it's the opposite really. I'm afraid that she'll get shit for being with me. Im the first to admit that I haven't been the type of guy to spend more than one night with a girl, so I didn't want people to think Addie was just another one of them. She is much, much more than that.

"I just did, I gotta go Lou, see you tomorrow." I say and hang up before he continues to question me.

When I shove my phone back into my pocket, Addie's hand instantly grabs mine and she shifts to kiss my cheek. "I'm excited for tonight." She smiles.

"Me too." I pull her hand to my mouth and kiss the back of her palm.

Notes

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