Him and I

Class Romance

HarlsPov

My phone wouldn't stop vibrating during class, and it would be a surprise if it wasn't my mom. I watched Kyle glancing over to watch my screen light up.

"It's your mom, aren't you going to pick it."

I picked up the phone looked at the screen which displayed "Ice queen" yah! That's what I call my mom, she is like the Ice queen in Narnia, my own personal villain.

I watched her call on and on but I was determined to ignore it. I even switched it off which shocked Kyle, he clasped his hand on his mouth pretending to be that dramatic kind of shock people do in movies.

He leaned over to whisper, careful to not be caught by our grumpy History teacher Mr. Todd. "Hailey Beckett Willows, prepare to officially become homeless."

I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Then prepare to get company in your room."

"Absolutely not. I wouldn't want you to suffer from lack of sleep because I swear you won't be able to sleep with the way my roommates snore most especially Gary."

Gary who was seated in front of us turned around, “I heard that Willows." He shot Kyle a glare before turning his attention back to the screen.

"Haha, guess who’s going to crash at my place now," I teased only to earn a chuckle from him, a nervous one, "I just hope he doesn't tell the other guys, they will kill me."

By the other guys he meant Christopher, Ian and max. They are also orphans like him and they have been living and catered for their ever since they were of a very young age but at least they got to see their parents.

Chris was only 6 when they dropped him, Gary five, Ian and max who happen to be twins were abandoned in some park when they were four, I wonder what people could be so heartless to abandon such nice boys.

Dating Kyle made me get used to the four of them, I do admire the way they do love and have got each other's back every time. I guess they got used to me over the years too, because they treat me as their younger sister just the way they treat Kyle, they even call him baby brother, though it makes him mad sometimes like when they say it in public.

"But I don't think your mom is that bad, she wouldn't chase you out of the house just because you didn't pick up a silly phone call."

"Calls," I reminded him.

"Yah, I know but still she wouldn't."

I watched him carefully. "She can't be that bad, not if she's related to you at all. Trust me Lianna Beckett is no human, she is a monster."

The slide changed on the screen at the front of the room, and we were covered in darkness. When the next image of Nap flashed for us to look at, Kyle's face was very close to mine. He brushed my cheek with one finger as if he was stroking a precious gem, and my heart stuttered.

"I don't want the boys so close to you," he whispered. I search his face for a hint of a reason why, but I could tell, I've have been with him for so long that I can read every expression of his. Why I asked even though I already knew the answer but I preferred hearing it from him.

He grinned and leaned in, pressing his lips softly to my forehead. I held still, willing this second would last forever. But he pulled away,

"Am afraid they may steal you away from me," he whispered into my hair.

So it's the jealousy. I strangled a laugh but it escaped me and the teacher paused with the explanation. We both froze as several people turned in our direction. We fixed our gazes straight ahead, still as the images on the projector but Mr. Todd didn't look fooled at all, he gave us a hard stare before resuming.

I gave Kyle one too, since he caused me to laugh. He feigned innocence and I turned to my text book, trying to ignore the warmth that came from him penetrating into me.

I had begun to concentrate on class when he started to stroke my side, his fingers softly tugging at the fabric of my blouse, unfastening my lower buttons to get his hands inside. My breath caught when they found their way under the hem, onto my bare skin. He made circles on the small of my back, and goose bumps rose from the path of his fingernails."Such a good girl" he whispered in my ear.

My eye twitched involuntarily, but that's the only reaction I gave him, I was fighting hard to not show more than that.

The history lesson became history just like that. But Kyle wasn't quite done with me. His smooth fingers moved upwards on my back, to the band on my bra. He tugged on the lace strap, as if he could pull it right off if he wanted to. I squirmed a little as it shifted across my breasts, and I felt my n*****s harden against my will.

"Why are you squirming like that?" He said in a soft voice. I cleared my throat since that's all I could, I couldn't think of anything to say.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"I'd hit you if you tried." He flashed his teeth in a devilish way before hooking a finger around the strap.

It gave a little resistance and he released it and it snapped against my back. Even though it was only loud enough for us to hear. Okay, scratch that Gary heard it, I could tell from the way he was grinning and so did Kyle. When he tried to turn around, Kyle, pushed his face right back in the direction of the projector.

I felt a shiver all over my body, stopping right at my spine, my face heated up. But still Mr.Wilows was not done. Two fingers found their way between the lace and my skin. He moved slowly across my back and around my side until his fingers were probing my breast. I could barely breathe as they make circles along my ribs. He is such a tease.

Even though he never got near my most sensitive area, I felt the a pool down there.This was not the first time he dared to touch me under my clothes but this was the first time he was doing it in class, I guess it was the darkness of the room boosting his courage.

I had to force myself to keep to keep hold of my pen or else I would be tempted to reach over and feel if he was getting aroused as I was. But we have an unspoken rule, we kiss, we touch every inch of us but never those sensitive parts.

I won't say I have never had a glimpse one time I had gone to visit him and the guys, when I walked on him getting dressed. I was flushed, so flushed. I still remember the way he hurriedly reached for something to cover himself with his, he ended using his school bag, to mask himself from me. Haha, he is such a goof! I'll never forget that day.

"Harls, you've stopped taking notes, why?," he said in my ear, acting all innocent. His fingers push harder against my ribs, caressing me there.

"You're distracting me," I said breathily.

"Don't know what you mean," he repeated pointedly back at me. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from smiling.

The bell suddenly rung, bringing us back from our little World.

Kyle slipped his hand out of my blouse, did the buttons he had undone. kissed my forehead.

"Race you to the entry door," He whispered cheekily in my ear before heading for the door like a hurricane.

"You're such a cheat," I shouted but I think he barely heard me.