Chapter 12: Teach me how to Kiss

*contains mild sexual themes*

Harry POV

"Ok, now this is a real song" I said, changing the record to Shania Twaine 'that don't impress me much' whilst hearing Lennon laugh in the background.

When I told Lennon how important it was that I passed English in the next exam, the motherly instincts she has kicked in, and she insisted on helping me. I wasn't overly keen on having someone helping me but when that was someone was Lennon, the most patient and non-judgmental girl I knew, I suppose I could make an acception. So, for the past week, Lennon has been coming over to my house to help me with English.

My mum seemed very confused because I hadn't cleaned my room without being told to in about 3 years. But I had woken up 2 hours earlier just to make sure that my room was tidy enough, my porn was hidden, there were no dirty boxers around and it smelled nice. I decided to choose the strawberry airfreshner because it was the first scent I thought of when I thought of Lennon, you know, it just made sense?

"I can't believe that you like Shania Twain" Lennon said throwing her head back on pillow, her brown locks spreading out as she giggled. I couldn't help but smile as I thought that when I went to sleep tonight I will probably be inhaling her strawberry scent.

"What's so hard to believe? She's an amazing singer" I said, confident. I have never been afraid to admit my music taste. Even more so with Lennon, she had brought over a few records as a surprise and I couldn't have been happier to see records of Elvis, The Beatles, Stone Roses and Supremes but when she had put on Sinead O'Connor that's when I had to switch it up a little.

"She is an amazing singer" she said, bouncing her leg up and down on the bed. In typical Lennon fashion, she was wearing a yellow skirt which had bananas on it, whilst I was enchanted by the fruit my, eyes kept unwittingly wondering to her legs, especially because of her position on the bed where I had a full view of her long, pale legs.I had to keep adverting to my eyes to avoid looking like a creep.

"What's your favourite colour?" She asked, randomly. I had noticed a few things about Lennon, ok maybe more than a few things. One of them was that she came out with the most random things at the most random times.

"Blue" I said, looking into her eyes.

"Why blue? I thought you would like something unique, like brown"

"Nope, although I do like brown" I said.

"Me too, it's a warm colour"

"It is. As long as you don't associate it with shit"

"Harry" she laughed and I just shrugged.

"Is this song not over yet?" She laughed.

"Hey! You said you liked this song! Anyway, it's your fault for putting on Sinead O'Connor, shouldn't the Beatles have been first LENNON?" I said, emphasising her name.

"You are Right! I'm an absolute disgrace" she said giggling and getting up to change the record. As she stood there, one foot in front of the other attempting to change the record. I couldn't help but lean back on the seat I was on and look at her. The sun was beaming in from the window, not to much, not to less, just the right amount. It made her pale skin shimmer and I noticed that in the sunlight, her hair had a slight red tint to what I usually just thought was brown.

"What are you looking at Mr?" She asked, pouting and putting her hands of her hips. Once again, showcasing her body. It's hard to to believe that a couple of months ago, she was barley able to hold eye contact with me and now she was here scolding me. It was also hard to believe how easily she just taken a spot in my life and how comfortable she fitted into it.

"Just looking" I said, not letting my eyes leave hers.

"At what?" I could see the faint blush making its way onto her pale skin and it made me smirk.

"Just you" I said again, allowing myself to enjoy her squirming.

She just smiled and it was then I heard the song that she had selected. 'Here comes the sun'.

I closed my eyes and leaned back on the chair allowing myself to just relax and soak in the lyrics. I truly believed that there wasn't a better song for Lennon. The sweet melody and the soft guitar and the image of the sun, it was perfect. Everything about it.

"You know George wrote this one?" I said and received a "hmm" in reply. She probably already knew that, her music taste was incredible, just like everything else. I also didn't feel the need to push for a conversation, I was happy just sitting here in silence with the Beatles playing in the background. I was content. In a time where everything was shit, I was happy.

"Here comes the sun little darlin'" we sang at the same time.

"I always loved the pet name 'darlin' I wanted Danny to call me it" she laughed. Not really knowing how to respond to that I just responded with the same way she did.

"Hmm"

"Can I wear your clothes one day?" she asked after a few moments of silence.

"My clothes?" I said, opening my eyes finally and finding her looking at my open wardrobe in wonder, like a child who has been taken to a candy store for the first time.

"Yeah" She said, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Why would you want to wear my clothes for? You already dress cool" I said, taking an opportunity to let me eyes trial down her body, I mean outfit. I meant it, I really liked the way that Lennon dressed, it wasn't boring or just trying hard to be fashionable, it was just Lennon, and who would want to look at Lennon.

"I really like the way you dress, I like all the colours" she explained, standing up and letting her tiny hands trail over the peices of clothing which were on display, decailitly, almost as if they were precious and I pinched the bridge of nose, studying her.

"You can take whatever you like from me" I said before my Brian even processed the words, did that sound creepy? I didn't mean for it too. Luckily, she didn't seem to notice and her hands continued to go through the clothing until they came at a stop on something.

"This is so beautiful!" She said, holding up a Cardigan and I had to laugh. It was something that I had only worn a handful of times and I really liked it, but no one has never agreed with me, apart from Lennon it would seem. Kyle even went as far to call to 'Something your Nan would give you for Christmas"

"Oh my god! You have dimples!" She said, poking my face and the action made me laugh even more.

"So do you!" I said laughing, poking her ones right back, allowing myself to stop for a moment to admire her features. She really was quite pretty.

"Anyway" I coughed. "You can have this" I said, putting the cardaigan over her skinny shoulders. And pulling a face at her, It looked gigantic on her. Like 4 times the size of her.

"There" I said, smiling.

"Oh my gosh Harry! Thankyou so much!" She squealed, jumping up and down and pulling me into her slim body to hug her.

Her body was so tiny that I had to bend down in order for her to actually get to me and my arms were able to fit around her with ease. Instead of just standing awkwardly there, I hugged her back, tracing circles on her tiny back whilst I closed my eyes and inhaled her scent, it was almost comforting.

"Harry this-" she started but was cut off by my phone making a voice.

Sighing, I took the phone out my pocket and looked at it only to let out another sigh realising that it was from Nancy.

"What's wrong?" Lennon said, her eyes showing her worry, instead of responding I just gave her my phone so she could see the message.

Nancy (The one with the boyfriend)

You can't come here my parents are home, We can meet tomorrow in our usual spot? Can't wait to see you I've missed you x

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*next day*

"So you're speaking to her today?" Danny said after examining the text on the phone.

"Congratulations Daniel, you can read"

"Where's your 'usual spot?'" He asked.

"Just some empty history room we used to fuck in"
I said, shrugging.

"Well you need to work out what you're going to say to her, and make sure that she doesn't lie to you" I barley processed his words as I saw Lennon walk towards her locker, she didn't notice me but I saw her. She was wearing a red dress today that complemented her-

"Harry?" Danny said.

"I don't even want to talk to her" I sighed, rubbing my hands on my head, trying to focus back on the conversation.

"You have too man, for all we now she's the one who's behind all of this shit" I was about to reply before I heard a voice in the background.

"See? I count 10 numbers, one more and it would have been a real phone number" Kyle said, walking over to us and holding up a price of paper to Issy.

"Do I even want to know what's going on?" Danny asked.

"Oh, let me explain, Kyle got here early because his one night stand kicked him out and whilst he was waiting for you two to show up he kept bugging me. Now, usually when Kyle speaks it's like an annoying little sound that I just tune out but my abilities weren't that strong unfortunately" Issy said.

Me and Danny just looked at eachother smirking whilst Issy was rambling and Kyle was still looking at the piece of paper.

"Anyway, Kyle set a challenge that he could get ANY girls phone number in the school"

"So who's phone number did he have to get?" Asked Danny.

"Debra, the diner lady" she replied.

"Isn't she a 67 year old diabetic with a wonky eye?" I said.

"Harlod! Do you not be so judgmental! You should know I don't discriminate. Besides, we all love a lady who can cook" he said.

"I'd assume you'd also love a woman who isn't the same age as your grandmother" Issy said.

"Now Isabella, don't be salty, you know your my fav routine girl, don't worry about Debra" he said, tapping Issys nose whilst she just rolled her eyes.

"What's up with you too anyway? You look like slapped arses" Kyle said pointing to me and Danny.

"Nancy wants to speak to me today" I said.

"Oh shit, shall we send back up to make sure she doesn't kidnap you?" Kyle said.

"I think I'll survive kyle"

"How do you know she wants to speak?"'Issy asked.

"She text me last night whilst I was with Lennon" I said, trying not to sound bitter that she had interrupted.

"Why were you with Lennon?" Danny asked suddenly. I had to stop myself from snapping.

"She was helping me with English, is that ok with you?" I said calmly.

"Yeah, of course" Danny said, turning back to his locker.

"Well, Don't let Shelby know that you were with her, she might kill Lennon" Issy joked, and I felt Danny stop his actions bedside me. It was then I turned my attention back to Lennon who was still standing by her locker with a sad look whilst Shelby spoke to her. I tied to make eye contact but she ignored it and I made a mental note to ask her about it later.

"Yeah, whatever. Look I gotta go, speak to you'd alter about what happens ok?" I said.

"Harry if you need help just text the word "slippers" okay?" Kyle said

"Okay dude" I laughed

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I sat with with a cigarette in my hands, my legs bouncing up and down. The relaxed atmosphere I felt around Lennon yesterday gone. Leaving me to deal with Nancy the stalker.

I haven't really thought of it much lately because of everything that has been happening. But Nancy is a Lonnie. She sends me at least 5 messages a day, some even as desperate to resort to asking 'what the homework is' when he aren't in any of the same classes. I didn't really know what to say to her or even how to act around her, I just wanted to get this over with as soon as possible.

There was a knock at the door. This classroom was usually almost always empty but we had to make sure.

I rolled my eyes and put the cigarette out before stromping to the door, attempting to prepare myself for this. I opened the door with a bored expression on my face and barley had a minute to let out my sigh before lips attacked mine.

"I missed you so much" she said, going back to kissing me. I put my hands on her waist in an attempt to push her off, but she must have thought it was a way of encouraging her because she only tried to dart her wet tongue into my mouth.

"Nancy!" I said when I finally able to get air and pry her away from me.

"What are you doing?" I asked, looking at her confusion and wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

"What does it look like I'm doing" she said before angling her head to try and lean in for another kiss.

"Hey, woah! I told you I wanted to talk, not fuck"

"You actually want to talk? I'm sorry it's just whenever you've said 'talk' before that's usually the last thing we end up doing" she smirked shyly, her blonde hair falling into her face and her chest panting heavily. For a moment I'm reminded as to why I was attracted to her.

I must admit, she is right. If I were here I probably would've thought the exact same thing, but I needed to keep her focused right now.

"Look, this is serious" I said, making sure I kept eye contact so she knew this wasn't a joke.

"Harry, what's wrong, are you okay?" She asked, her tone worried as she tried to reach out for my hand.

"I'm fine, look just come and sit down" I said. I guided her into the room and onto a desk. This room isn't unfamiliar to her, we had fucked in here numerous times, but this was different.

"Haz, you're scaring me"

"It's about Megan" I finally said, not having the entry to correct her about my name.

"Megan?" She asked with a frown. "What about her?" She asked, her voice showing the disgust.

"Well you know she's missing"

"How could anyone forget it's all the school ever talks about, but I suppose when the richest girl in school goes missing you can expect that" she said.

"What's this got to do with you though, Harry?"

"Well, me and a couple of friends have been receiving a couple of... notes. It's probably just a joke, but I wanted to know if it was you or if you know anyone would be doing it" I said, pitching the bridge of my nose. I kept the information to a minimum and kept my tone cold so she didn't see the worry laced within it.

"Notes? What type of notes? And why would I have anything to do with that? Why would you think that?" She rambled and I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes, no wonder I never wanted to actually talk to her.

"Well because the day we got them in a picture that was taken you were seen looking over. And look I know you were pissed at me because of how I snapped at you, but if this was you, just tell me Nancy" I said sternly whilst trying to sound compassionate, which trust me was a difficult task.

"Was that the day of the fundraiser?" She asked, choosing to ignore the second half of my statement. I just nodded.

"Well that's because you were hanging by that Jesus freak and I-"

"Don't talk about Lennon like that" I said sternly.

She looked a little taken aback, she just begun to stare at me with wide eyes.

"Seriously Harry? After all we've been through and some mother thresea midget is the one who you actually take the time to defend?" She said, shouting now.

"She's my friend" I shrugged, my eyes no longer being able to meet hers.

"Oh please, since when have you ever been friends with a girl and not fucked her?!"

"Nancy-"

"No! you listen to me! You have no idea the things I have done for you! The risks! Even with Leo and you don't even care! You know that after that day I wanted nothing more for Megan to be gone, but trust me I'm not the only one glad! And as for these stupid notes and don't know who is doing it but you fucking deserve it" she said bitterly, with tears in her eyes. She didn't even give me he chance to reply before she ran out of the door.

Well that was a fucking great idea I thought bitterly. I knew the day Nancy was on about, I could still remember it.

"Come on, let's make this quick before they get out of the hall" I said guiding Nancy into our usual room and kissing down her neck while palming my erection.

"Harry, please" she moaned into my mouth and I could feel myself smirk.

I squeezed her ass, before spanking it roughly "Get on the desk. Now." I ordered in a groggy voice.

I barley gave her a chance before I started kissing down her neck and then her breasts, her nipples hard and erect against her see through bra. With a groan, I pushed my erection into her soaking core and forced her down onto the desk.

"Harry, oh my god" she moaned as my hands begin to move lower, my fingers reaching her skirt. I slipped my hands under her skirt, gripping her butt tight, letting her again feel my hard cock.

"You naughty girl" I whispered when she grounded against me.

"Are you going to be good for me, princess?" I said, sucking her nipples.

Instead of replying , She cupped my erection and pulled it out of my already half unzipped pants, and stroked it, making me groan out loud.

I moved my hands to the front of her skirt, ripping off her blank thongs and rubbing a finger back and forth over her clit causing her to moan at loud. I slid one finger into her, then another, pushing them in and pulling them out of her in a rhythm while she moaned repeatedly.

'Harry, I want you so bad, please, hurry!" Nancy moaned while running her fingers faster and faster along my hard flesh.

"Yes, hurry Harry! We wouldn't want anyone to catch you now, would we?" I heard such as I felt Nancy tightening around my finger.

"Megan!" Nancy gasped, her face flustered and her lips parted whilst she tried to hide her body.

"It's not what it looks like" she said and I had to suppress the urge to roll my eyes, how dumb does she think Megan is?

"Please" she scoffed. "Leave" She said.

"What?" Nancy said, buttoning up her top.

"I said leave. I want to speak to Harry" she said and Nancy got up and stumbled to the door.

"Oh and Nancy, let's hope that I don't run my big mouth to Leo next time I see him, hey?" She said smirking. Nancy looked at me with an panicked expression whilst I just shrugged, what was I supposed to do?

"My, my. You really are a naughty boy aren't you Harry? Fights, drug sealing and now affairs?" Megan said once Nancy had left.

"Do you have a life? Because it seems that every time I turn around you seem to be there" I said, zipping up my pants a bit annoyed that I didn't get to cum.

"Aw has someone got blue balls?" She said pouting.

"What. Do. You. Want.?" I said, loosing my patience.

"I want my drugs. And you know which ones I'm taking about, oh and I think I'll have them for free this time Harold"

"You can't keep asking me for these. Do you know how much shit I am in the moment" I shouted.

"And do you know how much more shit you are gonna be in if I blabber you out to the police and your parents about your dodgy deals? Do as I say Harry, or you'll regret it"

Megan really was a black cloud to everybody.

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After a day of being told that i basically deserved to be called a murderer and listening to Kyle list reasons why he thinks he is in some way realted to royalty, I really needed to relax. Now, usually my methods of relaxing included having sex, watching people have sex or getting high. But tonight, I had something else, I had Lennon.

I had spent the past hour and a half making sure that once again my room was in order. You don't want your friends to think that you are unheigic. I also remember Lennon telling me that her favourite Beatles song was Don't let me down so I was sure to put on the 'Hey Jude' album. Lennon also loves books so I just put out a few Thomas Hardy novels because I remember her saying he was her favourite.

Ding dong.

I took one final look at my room just to make sure everything looked in order and ran a hand through my hair before opening her door.

"Hey" I said and I felt a smile creep onto my face, looking at her smile and curly hair which had a pink roses headband in it. It was girly and cute, and just so Lennon.

"Boy, am I glad to see you I've had a nightmare of a day" she said, coming in. When she stept in I done something I haven't done in years. I initiated the hug. I immediately felt my eyes widen but then relaxed when I felt Lennons body shake with laughter.

"Someone is happy to see me" she said, still laughing.

"Yeah, I've just had a bit of a shit day too I guess" I said awkwardly, scratching the back of my neck.

"Come on, let's go upstairs" she said, walking up the stairs and I immediately followed after her, scolding myself when I felt myself getting excited. Usually, 'lets go upstairs' means something different to me.

"Hey, my favourite album is playing" was the first thing she said when she walked into the room, a smile so big it was impossible not to smile back.

"What a happy codincidence" I said.

"So, what happened with Nancy?" She said, tucking her hair behind her ear so I could properly see the hair earrings she was wearing today. They were blue love hearts. The ones that matched her eyes.

"Well. She said she didn't have anything to do with it, and I think she's telling the truth, but she does hate me" I said honestly, letting my limb body fall down onto my mattress and sheets which I had the maid clean a couple of days ago.

"Don't be ridiculous! why would she hate you?" She said, sitting next to me on the bed so close that our knees were touching.

"Because I'm an arsehole" I said, looking up at the celcing.

"No you're not" she said and I could just picture her eyes looking sad.

"Yes I am. Just not to you" I said before I could even stop myself.

"Why not?" She asked.

"Because you're pure"

It was true. I wasn't an arshole to Lennon. I was incampiable. Besides that whole thing with the cupcakes, which till this day I still felt bad about. I've literally ruined relationships but telling someone I didn't want to be their friend was what made me feel bad, what was with me? Ever since then, I could never even bring myself to think about hurting someone like Lennon, she was too pure. Too good.

"Do you think that's why Danny doesn't like me?" She asked and the tone of her voice made me snap my body up and my eyes meet hers.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, frowning.

"It's just Shelby-"

"Is that what she was talking to you today? Did she upset you?" I asked, studying her face and feeling myself get angry.

"No I'm fine. It's just-" she sighed "why does Danny like her so much, and please be honest"

I took a moment to think about it. Why did Danny like Shelby? I wasn't going to lie, Shelby was unbelievably attractive, I mean I did have a thing with her at one point. But there were plenty of attractive girls. Including Lennon.

"I think maybe it's because she's so confident and he likes that or maybe because she's a challenge" I answered honestly.

"And here's me, who's blushing at the mention of sex and hasn't had her proper first kiss yet" she said sadly, avoiding my eyes.

"No one has ever kissed you?" I said, not in a judgmental voice, but rather a disbelieving one. All the sudden my eyes couldn't look anywhere but at her plump red lips and it's hard to believe that no one has ever tried to kiss them before.

"I mean, I've been kissed but it wasn't proper" she rambled, blinking furiously "it's hard to explain, but it wasn't right" she said and I nodded.

"Hey" I said, putting my arms around her shoulder. "That's okay, you know there's nothing wrong with that" I said softly, letting my hands rest on her shoulder whilst we just sat in a comfortable silence, John Lennons voice in the background.

"Can I paint your nails some day?" She asked randomly.

"Huh?"

"Can I paint your nails?" She said, taking my hand in hers and inspecting the nails which now had chipped black nail paint on them.

"Yeah, whatever you want" my voice was a bit foggy because of her hands on mine.

"We can even match, I can even paint them yellow!" she said exictly and all I could do was hmm, enjoying her touch.

"Harry?" She asked agin after a few moment of silence.

"Yeh?" I said.

"Can I ask you for something?" She said and I know noticed how nervous her voice sounded and instantly became curious.

"You don't have to say yes" she said seriously.

"What is it Sunshine?" I asked smiling, trying to comfort her.

"Can you-" "can you teach me how to kiss?" She asked.

As soon as the words left her mouth I felt my mouth go dry and my palms begin to sweat for some reason. She wanted me to kiss her?

"Wha- What do you mean?" I asked, strachting the back of my neck.

"Please? It doesn't mean anything. I just. It's just I'm almost 18 and I don't even know how to kiss and I know that there's nothing wrong with that but please, please can you teach me? Just as a friend?"

I was confused and conflicted as I sat there on the bed just staring at her with her big ocean eyes just staring at me nervously. Is this really what friends do? Surely I'm not supposed to kiss my friend? But she said that's that she wanted for me to kiss her and I couldn't help it, my eyes kept travelling to her mouth, was she as sweet as she looked? Not that it was important. But my mind had a million reasons why not to but all I could think about was how good she must feel.

"Lennon, I don't know-" I said, still feeling unsure. What if she didn't like it? What if she acted weird after?

"Harry, please, it's just a friend asking for a favour" She pleaded innocently and I knew there were no motives behind her request. She just simply wanted to experience want it felt like to be kissed or to do it right, if anything I should be flattered that she's asking me. There was also no way in hell I could resist those puppy dog eyes. I was a goner.

"Okay, I suppose" I said, pinching my nose.

"Okay" she whispered. I felt my heart speeding up. What the fuck, why am I nervous? I've done this countless times.

"Ok first, why don't you just show me how you would normally kiss" I said, trying to treat this as an actual lesson.

"O-okay" Lennon said and I have never seen her face as flushed as it is right now leaning in towards me.

I'm going to kiss Lennon.

I'm. going.to. kiss. Lennon.

I let my eyes close for a moment and placed my hand around her neck as she nervously and clumsily placed her hand on my shoulder. I felt nothing but my heartbeat in my ears and my own breathing. I could literally feel Lennon shaking and I was tempted to stop this, until I felt a slight touch.

There was one word that came to mind. Soft. Her plump lips were the softest thing I had ever felt. They tasted sweet and reminded me of sweet honey. Her tenderness, made me feel soft, it ached at my heart strings of how innocent her actions were. Although, I felt my whole body craving more. I wanted to feel her.

"How do was that?" She blurted. She looked nervous and flustered and it didn't help to the feeling of desire I felt. I had to stop myself from touching my mouth to make sure it was real.

"That was-" "sweet" I said, licking my lips, almost as if trying to save the way her lips tasted.

"I think we should do it again though, properly this time" I said.

"Yeah, I think that's for the best" she said breathlessly.

"So, what should I do differently?" She asked, biting her lip while looking at me and my eyes were immediately drawn to the action, causing a stirring in my jeans.

"Just do whatever feels natural, okay?" I said a bit rushed, a bit desperate with my eyes still on her mouth.

"Okay" she whispered.

This time, deciding- needing to take control, I placed one of hands around her petite waist whilst the other was around her neck. While Lennon once again placed her hands on my shoulders before leaning in.

Faster then I could even process, my lips were on hers. Kissing them gently at first, tasting her sweet taste whilst she let out a light sigh that sounded slightly like a breathless moan. That sigh was all I needed before I started kissing with eagerness, my hands in her brown hair pulling her closer to me.

I licked her upper lip and grazing my tongue into her mouth. Open your mouth..." I hissed, pulling her closer to me. "Open your mouth, open it! Open it! Open it..." I whispered, feeling my hard cock strain against the fabric of my jeans.

Lennon eargely nodded and did as she was told, her sweet lips pressed back against mine before granting me access, and I almost leaped with joy.

She was kissing me now, whimpering against my mouth. I could barely contain myself as she dug her hands into my hair and tugged at it.

"God, do that again" I groaned. Before attaching my lips to hers once again.

The only sounds in the room were those panting and moans. I lost all my self control when she, Lennon Tonya bit down on my lip. Causing a low growl to come from the depths of my chest. I sat up and pulled her flush against me as she put her legs around me,straddling my waist. The feeling of her skin flushed against my body made both of us moan in pleasure.

"Harry" she sighed as she pushed herself tightly against me, unconsciously grinding into my hardened member. And I felt my cock throb as my hard member was against her hot center, thanks to the skirt she was wearing.

"F-fuck. Fuck. Don't go that Lennon" I hissed, gritting my teeth in pleasure in how good she felt.

"Harry, Harry is that-" she said shyly, her breath uneven and her cheeks flushed and her blue eyes wide.

"Yeah, I'm sorry, that wasn't supposed to happen" I said nervously.

"It's okay" she said, still staring at me. "I think that was a good lesson, thankyou" she said still on my lap with my rock hard cock 2cm away from her and I couldn't bring myself to think let alone talk.

"Yeh that's fine, anytime" I said breathlessly.

"Now I can see what all the fuss is about" she laughed.

Just as I was about to respond my phone started to ring. Lennon jumped off my lap, I tried to gather myself and calm my heart beat as I readjusted myself before answering the phone all while smiling at Lennon.

"What!" I snapped.

"Harry! You've got to get here now" it was Danny.

"Danny, what is this about?"'I said annoyed. But instantly felt myself worry, will he be mad at me.

"It's Megan. They've found her body"

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