Chapter 13
Affection?
Harry's point of view.
"Hey, what are you struggling with?" I ask him while leaning on his chair's backrest from behind. He jumps in surprise, causing him to drop his pencil onto the floor. When he leans over from in his chair to pick it up, I crouch down for him planning to pick it up. But by surprise, we both lean in at the same time and bump our heads together.
I fall backwards onto the floor, rubbing at my head while he does the same from in his chair.
The pencil rolls over to my foot which causes a smug grin to form on my lips.
"Oh, my gosh. I'm so sorry." He pleas now quickly getting out of his seat to sit infront of me, bringing a hand to rub at my head gently.
I don't make any sudden movements as he rubs my head gently with a look of concern on his face.
I've never been given so much attention before...it's always gone to Larry all the attention.
He holds a hand on my leg so that he can reach up to the back of my head to message as well.
I tense up to his touch, not knowing what this feeling is or how to react to it.
"Are you okay?" His sweet voice asks while lifting my chin up slightly so he can look into my golden eyes. I blush in reply when he starts rubbing his thumb on my cheek soothingly.
"I'm really sorry Harry. I didn't know you were going to pick it up." He voices gently with the look of purity shining through his brown eyes.
I remain speechless being shocked into place by his affection and concern for me, someone he literally just met.
"Harry?" He remarks with worry sounding in his tone, desperately needing a response. I stare into his eyes with my golden auraed ones widened in shock, before I nod my head as a yes with a small smile.
His brown eyes shine with happiness, he pulls me in close for a hug with his lips resting on the nape of my neck causing me to shiver.
A wet trickling feeling drips down onto my neck which fills my mind with worry.
Is he crying?
"I'm sorry, Harry." He whispers brokenly with another cold tear falling down onto my neck.
I pull him in closer, the hug's warmth heating up even more. He squeezes me around my waist now pulling himself away from me, wiping at his tears with the back of his hand.
I gently smile at him, wiping at his tears with my thumb softly. He does a small chuckle with his teary brown eyes looking at me with an undying innocence that needs to be protected with everything I've got.
"I'm the one that should be sorry Xavier. I glared at you with no reasoning behind it and have mistreated you on your first day. So, I apologize Xavier." I whisper in my humblest tone I could muster, which causes him to smile with an obedient nod.
"Well, then we're both equal Harry." He chirps with a gracious sparkle in his eyes that relieves me from all my worrying.
"Indeed, we are." I purr tenderly.
Xavier grabs his pencil from infront of my foot, now getting up from the floor. I bounce up from the floor too, grabbing a seat from the other table to pull up next to his.
He gives me a look of gratitude while pointing a finger to the question he's struggling with.
"I don't understand this one." He points out with a little sigh coming from out his lips. I rub my hands up my thighs nervously while glancing at the textbook's question and then to Xavier.
Gosh, he's so cute. I can't believe what I'm thinking! I just can't get him out of my head, and I don't know why.
I've never liked someone before since I've never had an interest in relationships due to my lack of knowledge on affection, and restrictions on ever being given it.
Xavier pokes me in the hip in question which I reply to with a jolting jump causing him to giggle quietly.
"Sorry Harry. It's just that you never replied." He gingerly points out with a pink blush on his cheeks, I stare at him in admiration which he notices now tilting his head in surprise.
"Do you like me?" He asks with no hesitation while holding firm contact with his brown eyes on my golden ones. My tongue rolls out of my mouth in surprise which he gradually flicks causing it to flick back into my mouth quickly.
I shake my head in denial which makes him raise an eyebrow in surprise.
"Really? Well, damn because I find you to be cute." He carelessly states with a short sounding sigh which causes me to look away from him now getting a bit stiff.
"U-uh, yeah." I helplessly say without even knowing why I said it. He nods his head from left to right in a fake disappointment while now changing the topic for my sake.
"So, how do I do this question, king Harry?" He wonders with a smug smile on his lips.
I shift in my seat from my member growing far too much from him for comfort, now clearing my throat with nervousness.
"It's answer A because you have to divide 10 by 2 first." I state with my pride deteriorating when he licks his lips seductively.
"Really? Well, then. I'll do just that." He states with a confident wink sending me to my doom as I flop into my seat completely defeated.
This affection is far too much-