Chapter 4 (Crush)
I looked at the face of each boy that entered. One had long blonde hair reaching below his ears. He had adorable brown eyes and a dimple on his face appeared as he smiled. One also had blonde hair with a spike at the back. He had this charming aura about him, not to mention he was really handsome.
The third guy knocked me off my feet. He had short brown hair and his blue eyes were of an enchanting shade. When he smiled, his eyes looked absolutely wonderful.
I felt my heart skip a beat, and I began to feel nervous.
They finally reached our table; all female eyes were still staring intently at them. I could even swear that I saw one girl staring at them without even blinking.
They all grinned at me as they sat down. I grinned back, giving my warmest smile to the handsome brown-haired guy.
"Danny! You have a new friend!" the guy with the dimple smiled at me. He was extremely cute.
"I'm Tom by the way", he said.
The one with the spike at the back of his head then followed. 'I'm Dougie".
"Nice to meet you", I replied.
"And I'm Harry", the handsome brown-haired guy said. I could feel my cheeks burning as he spoke.
"Well, now you've met all my mates", Danny grinned at me.
"Oh. What's your name by the way?" Harry asked me.
It took all of my courage to answer him. I was even afraid that my voice would crack.
"Oh. I'm Anthea. Anthea Stewart", I replied.
"That's a pretty name", Tom said sweetly, his dimple was flashing once more.
"Thanks", I said.
We ate our lunch, chatting as we took bites. Whenever Harry smiled at me, I could feel my heart skip a beat. Darn it! Why did he have to be so cute? Tom seemed to be the best-behaved. You could really feel like he was a true gentleman. Dougie loved cracking jokes, and he seemed like a really cool guy. Danny was absolutely lovable, he was the friendliest. Good old Danny.
I really felt comfortable, even though I was surrounded by these guys. I felt like I could be myself with them. I guess this transfer had something good in store after all.
After finishing our lunch, we all rose up. All of a sudden, I tripped. I thought I was going to fall, but a strong pair of arms hugged me before I could crash to the floor. I stared at the one who saved me.
Oh. My. Gosh. It was Harry. Of all the people out here, why oh why did it have to be Harry?
My cheeks began to burn. His arms were gentle as they wrapped around me, and he had a strongly-built body. I didn't want this to end… yet.
"Hey. Slow down. You could hurt yourself", he said and laughed. Gosh his voice was like sweet music. He finally released me after making sure I wasn't hurt in any way.
We finally had to part. Tom, Harry, and Dougie waved goodbye to me and Danny. We waved back and proceeded to our English class.
"So. Er… Were my mates okay to you?" Danny asked me as we walked along the hallway.
"Yeah. They're the best really! I could totally be myself with them", I replied enthusiastically.
"Aw… That's good. Hey, do you like Harry or something?" he suddenly asked.
I stopped walking. I smiled nervously. I tried to look cool. I shook my head violently. Okaay. That is so not acting cool.
"N-No. Whatever makes you say that?" I asked and gave out a nervous laugh.
"Oh. You don't really have to be a genius to figure that out. I saw you staring at him. Plus, you were blushing."
"I was not!"
"You are now."
I stopped and gave Danny a light nudge on the shoulder. He chuckled.
"Aw… It's quite natural to have a crush you know", he grinned.
"I haven't got a chance with him", I finally admitted.
"Well, let's see. I'll help you, you know", he replied.
Upon hearing this, I was so ecstatic. Can Danny be any nicer? I jumped and hugged him really tightly. I felt like I could never let him go.
"Okay… You're… Cutting… Off… My… Air… Supply…" he choked out.
"Oh", I said and let go of him. He took in a deep breath. I smiled sheepishly. "Sorry 'bout that. I'm just so grateful. Thanks a lot Danny! You're so sweet!".
By the time I said 'sweet' he started to turn a bit red.
"Nah. It's nothing, really", he answered with his cute British accent.
"Let's get going then. We might be late", I said and we walked to class.
All afternoon, I probably daydreamed about Harry. I can't believe I doodled his name all over a whole page of my notebook. Well, I can't deny that I'm going crazy after him. And besides, who wouldn't?
