IT WAS ALL A DREAM. I USED TO READ WORD UP MAGAZINE. SALT N' PEPA AND HEAVY D UP IN THE LIMOUSINE. I mouthed the lyrics of Biggie Smalls's song "Juicy" as Sia drove us to school. She looked at me with a smile and mouthed the words along with me. I was never a big fan of rap until I met Malaysia my sophomore year of high school.

She introduced me to all of the classic rappers: Biggie Smalls, 2Pac, and Nas just to name a few. I even got hooked on J. Cole and Kendrick Lamar because of her and since then, my life has never been the same.

"And if you don't know, now you know..." Sia and I looked at each other to say before she put her eyes back on the road.

I laughed at how in sync we were just then and hummed the rest of the song to myself. At the chorus part when the female was singing, I couldn't help but think back to Halsey's song "New Americana." Both beats sounded very similar, and I figured she probably just sampled it.

I glanced out the window beside me with a smile as I thought about the events that occurred over the weekend. Harry kissed me. He freaking kissed me. Literally, it was all I could think about when he dropped me off at my house. I had to endure a long lecture from my father for coming home at one o'clock in the morning, but every minute of him yelling at me in Italian was worth it because Harry had kissed me.

I just hoped he didn't regret it.

In third period, Harry and I stole glances at each other throughout Calculus. He'd make a habit of looking around the room every ten minutes and finding my eyes before biting his lip and looking away. I ogled him during the whole lecture with my hand resting in the palm of my cheek.

The only important thing I took away from today's class was that we were having an exam on Thursday focused on the rules of logarithms and exponential functions. When the bell rang, I grabbed my books and headed for my locker. I put away the books I carried for the first three blocks and took the ones for my last two classes of the day.

As I shut my locker, I felt my phone buzz in my back pocket. I assumed it was Sia inquiring about our lunch plans for today, but I was surprised to see that the text message was from Harry.

Harry: Meet me in the boiler room now if you can.

Food or Harry? I asked myself inside my head. Eh, I can survive missing one meal, I concluded.

Me: Okay

Before I put my phone away, I messaged Sia and told her that I would be staying indoors during Lunch today. I waited until the hallway cleared up and then walked in the direction of the boiler room, making sure no one saw me.

I immediately noticed the old pipes and machines that were scattered across the room when I pushed past the metal door that spelled out Boiler Room. The fluorescent lights above me twitched and looked like they were going to die out pretty soon. Before that could happen, my eyes scanned the room until they found a tall male figure with curly brown hair and green eyes.

A smile instantly spread across my face as I walked over to Harry. He eyed me up and down with a grin dancing on his lips and placed his hands on my waist when I stood directly in front of him.

"Glad you decided to join me," Harry told me while rubbing circles into my hips.

I rested my forehead against his chest and sighed contently. "Me too," I replied, my smile growing with his confession.

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since the Halloween party," He whispered in my ear as he trailed his hands up and down my sides. "Especially after that kissed we shared."

My eyes lit up at his words, and I stared at him expectantly, hoping that he would continue.

"I'm attracted to you, Florence. There's no denying that," Harry declared with certainty. I could feel my heart pounding at this point, and my skin begin to heat up. "Are you attracted to me?" He asked.

I nodded my head, but he wasn't having it. "Words, baby. Use your words. I need to hear you say it."

I swear I felt my lower region throb as soon as I heard the word baby leave his mouth. It should be a crime for someone to be as sexy as Harry. Nevertheless, I took a deep breath and told him exactly how I felt.

"I'm attracted to you too Harry," I admitted while resting my hands where my head had been a moment ago.

The ends of Harry's mouth curled up in a smirk, and he cleared his throat before saying, "I have a proposition to make you then."

I nodded my head for him to continue.

"As you know, I just got out of a very public relationship, and I'm trying to keep my love life on the low," Harry began, pausing to wet his lips with his tongue, "but I want to get closer to you and see where this goes," He said, gesturing between me and him. "So what do you say we explore this mutual attraction of ours behind closed doors where you'll be mine, and I'll be yours?"

My eyes widened at his proposal, and I thought about it for a few minutes. He'd be mine, and I'd be his. The idea sounded so appealing, but at the same time no one would know. We'd be acquaintances by day, and lovers by night. For some reason, that bothered me, but I tried to understand where he was coming from and placed myself in his shoes.

Harry's last relationship landed him in the school parking lot where he got into a fight and almost got suspended. If that wasn't a high profile relationship, then I don't know what is. Not to mention, Alice obviously wasn't pleased to see us together at the Halloween party. I didn't need her making my life anymore hellish in school. After taking these factors into consideration, I realized that having him in private would probably be in both of our best interests.

"I want to," I finally spoke up. "I'll be yours and you'll be mine, right?" I asked again, needing him to confirm it.

"That's right, baby," Harry said with his dimples on full display.

I felt my heart beat wildly in my chest after hearing him call me baby again and stood on the tips of my toes to press my lips against his. Harry seemed caught off guard by my bold actions at first but recovered quickly, pressing his hand to the back of my neck. His mouth synchronized with mine in a steamy kiss that had me feeling like I was floating on a cloud.

The other hand that wasn't on the back of my neck reached for my leg and winded it around his waist. I ran my hands up and down his chest, placing them on the swallows peeking out of his green patterned shirt, as Harry slipped his tongue into my mouth.

I moaned into the kiss and felt a hint of a smirk creep on his lips as a result. He sank his teeth into my lower lip before sucking on the skin, coaxing another moan from my mouth. By the time we pulled away, both of our lips were swollen, and my face was flushed. Harry brought both of his hands up to cup my cheeks and softly ran the pads of his thumbs over my cheekbones.

"You make me want to do bad things to you, Florence," Harry confessed despite his sweet actions. His green eyes trailed over my face, admiring my features.

In any other situation, I would have been alarmed if someone had said this to me. However, as I gazed back into his angelic green eyes, I couldn't have been more turned on.

This was where everything started. Right here, in this boiler room, is where our story finally began.

Author's Note:

Thank you all so much for getting BCD to 1K reads. I'm so excited for this story to finally take off. The chapters to come will start becoming more mature, so brace yourself for that.

I hope you all had a lovely week by the way. Feel free to vote, comment, follow me, or share this story with a friend if you enjoyed this chapter.

Question for my readers: When was the last time you crushed hard on someone who wasn't a celebrity?

I met this guy over the summer when I was completing a summer program in New England, and I just adored almost everything about him. He's 2 years older than me. We still text occasionally, but he never fails to watch my snapchat stories which warms my heart.

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Kaylandia