In love with my bully? 💣 🔞 | Harry Styles AU | ON HOLD

Chapter 8

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Harry's POV:

I was seated in my biology class, and fortunately I didn't have to share this one with Sarah.

Thank God!

Now I can think properly about what I want to do.

I seriously can't keep going on like this!

I really need to stay away from her, because I can't control myself when I'm around her, did you fucking see what I did yesterday???

I don't trust myself anymore.

I need to get things back to normal.

I barely listened to the teacher.
Too busy coming out with a plan.

An hour later the only solution I've been able to find for the moment being, consisted in staying as far away as I could  from her.
If I'm not around her, I Can't mess up.
Point.

Even if it meant stop talking to her whatsoever. So no bullying.

Anyway It's Friday so I have the whole weekend ahead of me to think about things properly.

Hopefully it'll all cool down a bit during that small amount of time.

Thankfully I didn't have to share any classes with her today! Besides detention of course.
That made things easier on me.

I was walking to my next class, arts, when I bumped on her in the hallways.

Fuck it! It's like I won't ever be granted a day at school where I won't have to see her!

It's like we were some sorts of magnets always bumping on each other...

I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. And walked straight on her. We both almost fell down from the impact but
I quickly reached out for her and we collided agaisnt the  lockers.

She was squashed between me and the locker.
I looked down at her, and had to  swallowed.

She looked good...
she was wearing a tight skin fitting blue t shirt... and God...

That chest...
I had to close my eyes to stop myself from staring.

It reminded me of her bra yesterday and... STOP!
Focus Harry!

How did I always managed to end up with her in my fucking arms??

She was way too close to me,  I could litteraly feel her breath in my neck...
Her perfume was intoxicating... I felt the urge to bury my head in her neck and just smell her, just like in the dream...

God the dream... just the thought of it made me hard.
And having her so close to me wasn't helping either...

She squirmed against me, trying to move away.
But that just pressed her hips on my crotch and I almost moaned out loud...
I jerked away from her, pressing a book against it.

I really hope she didn't feel anything!

That's so embarrassing!
Great!! Just great!

Someone started to laugh next us, bringing me back to reality.
We were in the Hallway.