Only You

I got home on Monday evening and found my mother sitting on the stairs with a massive grin spread across her face. I raised an eyebrow at her as I put my bag down and gave her a hesitant smile.

“I got your mock results today!” She said happily as she rose from her seated position and waved a small white envelope at me.

“You did so well honey!” she added, pulling me into a tight embrace. I couldn’t help matching her own grin as my face pressed into her shoulder, her pride in me was heart-warming. When she had finally released me from her loving grip, she handed me the envelope for me to see myself. I took a deep breath before sliding the folded piece of paper wrapper. I took another deep breath before unfolding it and letting my eyes scan down the subjects and the marks that I had received.

I had received A’s in Classics, Music and General Studies and an A* in English Literature. I felt my eyes begin to well up with happiness. All the hard work that I had put in over the last six years was all coming down to the exams I was to take in June, and if the marks came out anything like these, then I would be set for Durham.

“Are you pleased sweetheart?” Mum asked me when she noticed a tear roll down my cheek. I looked up at her and nodded, throwing my arms around her once more.

“This is going to be your year! I can feel it!” She laughed as she hugged me close with excitement, “And those marks call for a treat! Chinese take away tonight?”

I nodded as I pulled away from her. She beamed back at me once more before practically skipping through to the kitchen to get the menus. It was times like this that reminded me that I may only have one parent in my life, but the one I had was twice as supportive as both parents for some other people. I was lucky to have a mum like mine.


I hadn’t spoken to Harry since school the day before because he was having an evening with the boys to get some music prep done, so I was excited to see him and tell him my news as I walked into school on the Tuesday morning. I wondered what he would say. I hoped he would give me the perfect dimpled smile that reached his eyes, that he would feel my excitement with me. I also wondered if he had received his last night too. Maybe we were both feeling the same giddy euphoria right now?

The mandatory Tuesday morning chapel service that we were forced to sit through seemed to drag more than usual this week. I felt as though every time I looked at my watch to see how much time was left, it was just getting longer and longer. I could see Harry and Louis sitting on the other side of the aisle with their own form class. It surprised me that they weren’t messing around with one another as usual. Louis wasn’t really paying attention as he played a game on his phone, but Harry sat staring fixedly at the chaplain giving the lecture. I felt a warmth flood through me as I felt like I had peeled back another layer of who Harry was as I watched him absorbing every word spoken to him. He must have felt my eyes on him, as a few seconds later he glanced over at me and flashed me a small smile.

“Hey.” He mouthed at me as my face flushed red from being caught.

“Hi.” I mouthed back with a smile, taking my bottom lip in between my teeth nervously. He chuckled silently at my reaction before turning his attention back to the service. I tried to do the same but found myself stealing glimpses at him. I loved seeing him so engrossed in something that he really cared about. When we were asked to bow our heads to pray, I watched as he pulled the cross he wore on a chain out of his collar and clasped it in his hand. I felt as though I were intruding on a moment that weren’t meant for my eyes as he closed his eyes, held his cross before him and moved his lips softly in prayer.

The service ended a few minutes later and we began to file out in rows off to our first classes. Harry was standing with Louis, his hands in his pockets as they talked and waited. He smiled as I approached and Louis continued talking.

“…so my mum wants me to set it up for Phoebe tonight and I don’t know when I’ll be done… so I was thinking we could just pick it up again on Thursday instead?” Louis rambled as Harry nodded absentmindedly, keeping his eyes glued to mine. Louis sighed as he looked at his friend and realised that he was no longer listening and then turned to me.

“Hey S, you seen El?” He asked as he looked over my head at the people flooding slowly out of the old building behind me. I shook my head with a small smile as I kept my attention on Harry.

“Okay, well I’m going to leave you two to undress the other mentally and go find her…” Louis said, screwing his nose up in mock disgust, “Maybe you guys will be less loved up by lunch.” He added, dodging Harry’s aimless swat in his direction before walking away.

“Hey.” Harry breathed now that it was just the two of us. I felt my face begin to flush red again as the sound of his voice sent a tingle through my body.

“Hi.” I replied quietly, unable to keep the smile from my lips.

“You were watching me.” He said, his smile getting wider as we started the five minute walk back to the main building. I blushed harder now that he had confirmed I had been caught. I was surprised that he didn’t seem to be creeped out by it… it almost seemed as though he liked it.

“I was…” I admitted nervously, “I never knew that you were religious…”

“You’ve seen my cross before.” He said, cocking up his eyebrows as a hint of amusement touched his features. I had. I often thought about how it would touch my chest one day as he lay above me, between my hips as we made love. My eyes widened slightly as the memory sent a shudder down my spine.

“Yeah… I guess I just never linked it…” I muttered as I tried to push images of Harry’s naked body above mine from my head. He seemed to notice something was off as he stopped and tilted his head to look at me.

“Are you okay?” he smirked as I tried to make myself look less flustered.

“Yeah.” I forced out a smile, but he narrowed his eyes in a way that told me he didn’t buy it. He was about to speak again but I interrupted him to change the subject instead.

“So, how did you do in the mocks?” I asked brightly, starting us on our walk across the yard again. He hesitated before following, his smile dropping a little.

“I did crap, just as expected.” He shrugged as though he wasn’t bothered before turning back to me, “What about you? Bet you smashed it, yeah?”

“I got all A’s!” I said excitedly, trying to ignore the small pang of guilt that I had brought it up when he hadn’t done well. Harry didn’t seem to care though as the dimpled smile I had hoped for appeared on his face. His hands were suddenly on my cheeks as he pressed his lips to mine happily for a few seconds.

“I knew you’d do amazing.” He beamed as he pulled away and threw his arm proudly over my shoulder as though he were flaunting me for the rest of our journey to the study room.

Notes

Just another filler chapter I'm afraid - the next chapter is where the end of this story is going to begin - I think theres probably about 20 or so chapters left and then it will be all over *sob*

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