Why do I hate Harry Styles?

2: Shopping...

Harry's pov

Today was Wednesday. Two days past that incident I still couldn't cease to remember her. Often when I lay vacant or pensive her image flash upon my mind which was the bliss of my solitude.
Her angelic smile, her eyes, her long wavy locks, her heart-shaped face.
Everything was fresh in my mind which was very unlike me !!
Nevertheless, I was unlike myself in many aspects ever since I met her.

I was laying on my bed hands below my head looking straight to the ceiling above lost in my thoughts when Charlie stormed into my room.

"You've gotta be kidding me! I woke you up like twenty minutes before and asked you to get ready. We need to go to the mall. Remember?"
He said.

Oh yeah, I had to go and buy a cardigan for my cousin brother Timothy, who was arriving here today in the evening.

How could I forget that? I was the one to ask Charlie to wake me up at 7:00 am sharp so that I could reach the mall early when there were comparatively fewer people and especially teenage girls and buy a cardigan for my 'sweet Lil brother ' before he comes and eats my head if I did otherwise.

"Oi!! Sorry. You wait downstairs. I'm just coming in ten minutes. "
I said.

He shook his head and left.

I hurriedly jumped out of my bed and went straight to the restroom.

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Well, the mission was almost accomplished. I reached the mall approximately by 7:35 and now I was standing in front of the mirror in the changing room with two identical cardigans in my hand battling with myself which colour to choose.
When I heard that voice.

"So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home."
"Mmmmmm.hmmhmmmm"

It was her !!
Definitely, her I could not mistake her voice.
Does that mean she was outside my changing room?
Woah this morning only I was wishing to run into her and here I am. Wow god could not be more generous with me !!

Knock knock
Was she knocking on my door?

"Susan? Are you in there ?"
She asked
But why was she knocking here? Why would a girl be in here? I was confused.

I kept quiet I don't know why. I could have just said "no" but I couldn't.
This was her effect on me she captivated my mind, my senses. She unknowingly controlled me.

"Susan!!"
She was getting irritated now, I guess.
"Have you gone dumb ?"
Woah.
She was now kinda pissed of maybe.

"No," I said
"You aren't Susan are you ?"
"Absolutely not" I stated.
"You're a male !" She exclaimed.
"Happy realization "I grinned.
"Urgh! Sorry, I thought this was my friend."
"No, it's okay"
After a pause, she asked
"If you don't mind can I know your name? It's that your voice seems pretty familiar to me. Have we met before ?"

I grinned again knowing that she remembered my voice.

"Well. Sorry to not introduce myself when we first met. But even you didn't go for it ." I answered.

"Oh! You're that 'Harry guy' is it? I didn't expect to meet you so soon !"
She spoke evidently surprised.

"Did you ever expected to meet me anytime?" I asked

"Well. Yah. I believe in the concept of 'small world' ."

I gave her a chuckle.
And gave a mild thought about our situation. Just imagine talking to someone standing behind the door.