At first I thought Harry was kidding. I played along, ha ha, and splashed him for his cutesy attempt to embarrass me. But he still held that same expression, a you-think-I'm-joking-but-I'm-not kind of expression. I was stumped and my thought process grew cloudy.

"You are seriously going to TEACH me how to KISS?"

"Sure, why not. Think of it as putting theory into practice. People become great kissers with experience, but what if someone with experience actually showed you the do's and don'ts, wouldn't that make life a whole lot easier?" he grinned. I didn't know whether to believe he was being sincere or sneaky.

"I must tell you though, I like someone else. And while I could really benefit from this rather unusual arrangement, I just want to impress him when the time comes," I justified.

"Sounds like a done deal. I get to teach you the art of kissing and give you some useful insight to winning your boy over. That sound about right?"

"In a bizarre way, yes. How did this even happen?" I couldn't believe what we were agreeing to.

Not only was this charismatic, and adorable, frat boy going to help me with my predicament but he also had no problem with me wanting to win over my crush. I knew this night would be life changing! Now even though my heart belonged to Louis, I couldn't help the friendly flirtation happening between Harry and I. It almost seemed like we were old buddies, or like siblings…no, scratch that, that would be too weird. Somehow this left me wondering how awkward things would get when it came down to my first lesson. Would I be able to take this serious, hide or burst out laughing?

I don't know!

Hoping that I would get an introduction to Harry's lesson plans, we were interrupted by Izzy's voice calling out my name. I frowned already knowing that we had to leave, so we swam back. Still anticipating something to happen I stalled before heading over to Izzy...and good thing I did.

"Well Brynn. It was a pleasure meeting you and I look forward to our next encounter."

"Like wise…partner," I curtsied. Then regretted it.


At the last minute he grabbed my hand. Holding it momentarily he then brought it to his mouth, staring intently at me as he kissed the back of my hand. From the very instant his lips touched the surface, a warm flash shot up my arm. Who knew a simple gesture could be so intense.

"And that was the gentleman's kiss…for our first demonstration anyway," he flashed those dimples again and for a second I forgot where I was.

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During classes the following week, everything seemed normal and ordinary. I couldn't help enjoy the idea of having a dirty secret; one that I hadn't even told Izzy. I was too afraid that Niall would immediately find out and humiliate me to no end. So the fact that no one knew I was going to make out with a hot guy after school had me walking with an extra strut in my step.

Looking forward to the future had me overlooking my present. Louis had apparently been throwing tiny paper pellets at me while I was too busy dreaming about what awaited me after class. Once I saw the collection of confetti around my chair, I let out a sigh as though I didn't have the time or the energy to deal with his childishness.

"What's with you today?" Louis whispered rather loudly.

"What do you mean?" I snarled.

Yet what I really wanted to ask him was if he was annoyed that I wasn't giving him the attention he craved, as I would normally be enthralled with his every move, especially if it was towards me. My goal was to kiss Louis so good that he'd be left speechless and not think twice about asking me to be his girlfriend…braces and all. But compared to Harry, he looked and acted like a preschooler and I was ready to further my education.

Before I left that night at The Pit, Harry and I said we'd meet at Lover's Lane Park on Tuesday at 3:30pm to be exact. We didn't exchange numbers, just made the appointment. Trusting he would be there when he said he would, I got there a few minutes earlier. This park held quite the reputation, thus the name Lover's Lane. Whenever I passed by I'd spot couples in different areas of the park, like little lovebirds nuzzling together.

I was responding to Izzy's text when I saw a black car pull up. My heart rate increased a notch even though he was only my tutor. Still, we both smiled bashfully as we were fully aware of the idiots we were about to become.

"Kissing 101 starts now…How are you, Brynn?" Harry took a seat beside me.

"I'm a little nervous, as you can probably tell," I kept looking down whilst smiling.

"Nervous? Don't be, we're about to have some fun. So I did my homework and came up with 20 types of smooches, for my, I mean YOUR pleasure," he said while reaching for something in his pocket.

My eyes widened as he seemed so determined on covering all 20. Then he took out what looked like…Chapstick?

"This is key. Especially since I've noticed you have braces," he chuckled deviously.

"I'm sorry to bring this up, but I'm a little confused as to how you simply get into the groove of kissing here. You are acting as though we were simply studying for an exam or something," I stated.

"It's simple…I'm a guy and I find you attractive. That is all there is to it. I get into the "groove" by making you believe the setting."

"And how exactly are you going to go about this teaching?" I asked enticed as I could be.

"What's this guy's name? The boy you like?"

"Louis."

"This is where role playing kicks in. The way you get in the "groove" is by pretending I'm him, no matter if I don't look a thing like him. And you learn to reciprocate whatever things I do."

It started to make a little more sense I suppose but at this point it was all talk and I didn't see how this was ever going to get physical any time soon.

"Let's start by observing that couple over there. I want you to tell me what they're doing," he motioned over to the twosome who were doing the obvious.

"They're kissing...clearly."

"Right, but can you describe what they're doing? Pretend I'm blind and I want you to describe that scene to me."

"Ughhh okay…" this was a strange request, I just hoped that they wouldn't catch me staring.

I knew what I saw but I didn't know how to narrate it,and while I was trying to make out the complete sentences in my head, Harry had other intentions. I sat facing forward on the bench while Harry straddled it. I unexpectedly felt his fingers reaching for my hand. But that wasn't the most exciting part. His face was about a hair's distance from my cheek. My nervous speedometer began to spin out of control and I lost all coherence.

I closed my eyes to feel what was happening. His nose pressed upon my hairline and began inhaling me. Then he started to plant little pecks along my temple and cheek. They were slow and carefully placed. It wasn't until he whispered something in my ear that I quivered in surprise.

"So how would you respond to this?" he murmured.

I didn't know. I wanted to go straight for his lips but all I did was shrug. Then he began to open mouth kiss my cheek which made me twitch even more. All of a sudden he sat back as if nothing and returned to his normal tone.

"So did you feel your anxiety build up?" he asked casually.

"Uh huh," I managed to say.

"These are teasing tactics to build your partner's interest and excitement. Here's another one. Now whatever you do, don't kiss me back. Keep your lips perfectly still," he ordered.

I nodded and waited for the next demonstration. Harry held on to my chin, keeping my head sturdy. He came so close that I swore he would finally seal my achy mouth…only he stopped leaving me high and dry. Every few seconds I felt his lips graze mine as he breathed into my mouth. His warm air felt so close to an actual kiss but he was right, my anxiety was about to skyrocket if he didn't kiss me soon. Then he began to tease me by bumping his lips onto mine, sometimes barely and other times a little harder.

"You did well to resist," he grinned.

"When do we get to finally…" I was getting impatient.

"Tsk tsk, my apprentice. Don't rush through the lessons. We are learning the pregame... How would you seduce this Louis guy?" he challenged me. "C'mon don't be shy about it."

"It's just that you are making it seem so technical and that's just not working for me."

"But you did want to kiss me earlier, right?"

"Yeah but then you cut it off…"

"Ah. That's another mistake girls like to do to us. They like to tease and feel in control, stopping and going as they please. Now you just had a taste of what that feels like," he smirked.

I've heard girls brag about that so I knew he was telling the truth. It seemed like harmless play but it was also torture. I was beginning to like his methods of teaching. If it were up to Niall's example, I'd swear all men were obnoxious pigs. But Harry informed me that in every macho man there's a sensitive guy; even if it's a little.

"Well unfortunately that's all for today. I have another class in 20 minutes, Brynn," he announced.

"What? You can't leave! We haven't even…" I was interrupted by his eagerness to run off.

And there you have it, an incomplete class with an unsatisfied student. He waved goodbye and I had no choice but to deal with the disappointment, put on my back pack and walk to the nearest bus stop.

"What the heck kind of half deal was this?" I ranted aloud. "How am I supposed to seduce Louis…Well YOU were supposed to help me, you dumbass…I think he's having a little too much fun manipulating the situation to his convenience. Yeah…why not? College hottie toys with sophomore girl, sure sounds like fun..."

"Hey, cry baby!" I heard someone shout from behind.

I looked back and saw a black car already aligned a few feet back. Huh? Harry was right behind me and before I could figure it out he seized my face in his hands and finally pushed his lips against mine. Did he purposely try to work me up for this moment? No matter, his soft mouth covered mine in a passionate hold that would surely shut anyone up.

He held on to my face as though I depended on his oxygen for sustenance. In the midst of his aggressive performance, I couldn't help but soften a little. My first time being kissed, I didn't care if it was practice or not. I would always remember this moment. I hoped we'd be at it for a longer time, so I carelessly dropped my back pack to the ground. All he was doing was massaging his lips with mine but it was all I needed to calm my curiosity.

I could feel the inside of my lips grinding a bit against my braces but I wasn't about to interrupt this on account of a little pain. His hands moved down to my neck in what I thought was now an attempt to choke me, but Harry held on gently as he was now in total control.

After getting a full taste of his honey vanilla Chapstick, he then peeled off, leaving my inner lips bruised and tingly.

"And that was the SURPRISE kiss," he specified while slipping his Chapstick in my front jean pocket.

Notes

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