Tease

Chapter 14 - 'bite me'

Post being thrown into the sea by Harry, I found myself taking a walk with Tom. It's weird how I seemed to have time alone with all of the boys today, even if it was only for a moment, but not with Harry. Whenever I was with him, someone else was always there. To be fair, whenever we were alone things got a bit too serious for us and something bad usually happened, if it hadn't already.

Tom was insanely nice though. He had all of the few qualities I liked about Harry, minus the ones I didn't like, and then some more good ones. He's the kind of person who you feel like you've known forever, but without getting to know anything about them, and it made me feel slightly apprehensive.

"So Harry's been giving you hell?" Tom's hands were wedged deep into his pockets and his eyes were fixed on the floor as he spoke. I couldn't tell if he was being serious and wanted to know or if he was just making conversation, so I made a light laugh.

"That'd be a bit dramatic to say, but we're not exactly planning our wedding either,"

He chuckled and shook his head, "I don't think any of us will see the day Harry gets married,"

"What d'you mean?"

"He's just a joker, y'know? He messes around a lot. It's hard to imagine him ever being serious about a girl," he shrugged, trying to make light of what he said.

"Oh and I bet you're totally up for settling down, having 10 kids and living in the countryside with your beautiful wife," I raised an eyebrow accusingly, saying it in a sarcastic tone.

"One hundred per cent. But seriously, I know what I want and so does Harry. He's just not into it I guess,"

"And what exactly is it that you want and he doesn't?" I questioned, desperate for new information. I knew that if I was having this conversation with Harry, he would have told me to piss off and mind my own business by now.

"Ugh," he sighed and shrugged again, "I don't really know. It's just that I've been in long relationships and that's what I want, but Harry never has so it's hard for me to imagine him being in one,"

"Oh, I see," I wasn't completely satisfied but I didn't want to pry further and annoy him. After all, it may come in handy having another one of the 'hot guys' at school being somewhat of a friend to me.

We didn't speak for a while until Tom stopped, and turned to look at me.

"Er, everything okay?" I attempted a sarcastic laugh but made an awkward grunt noise instead.

"Yeah, I just wanted to say I think you're pretty cool Kendall,"

"Huh, thanks. You're pretty cool too?"

"That's not what I meant," he tilted his head and gave me the cutest lopsided smile, "you're just really down to earth and not like the other girls at school. It's..." He waved his hand in a quizzical manor, searching for the word he wanted, "refreshing,"

"I am most flattered," I rolled my eyes but smiled, "I guess it is also quite refreshing to know that not all of the typical 'hot guys' of our school are douchebags,"

"You think I'm a hot guy?" he winked and wriggled his eyebrows teasingly, a smug grin on his face.

I swatted at his chest playfully and giggled, "You know what I mean,"

We both laughed but his laughter faded suspiciously quicker than mine and when I looked at him, he had his gaze fixed elsewhere. I followed it to where Harry was sitting by the car, and he was glaring angrily back in our direction. I gulped as I watched both the boys engage in a staring match, each daring the other to look away. Harry looked purely pissed off as he narrowed his eyes, and I sensed that behind it, there was a reason that I was unaware of.