Anthropophobia [H.S]

Chapter 3

HARRY'S POV

I made mum let me pick out my own clothes today. I was dressing to impress. Cadence should be here in half an hour. I couldn't wait to see her.

Once I got dressed in a baby blue collared shirt and khaki slacks, I pushed my glasses up on the bridge of my nose and grabbed my book bag before heading downstairs for breakfast. Mum was flipping pancakes when I got downstairs.

"Don't you look handsome. Come here, Harry. Give mumma a hug." I walked up to my mother who captured me in a bone crushing embrace.

"Thank you. You look pretty as well." I said. My family were the only people I didn't stutter around.

She ruffled my hair as I begrudgingly moved away from her. "I made cookies today. I put some in a box for you and Cadence." She beamed.

I nodded and poured maple syrup over my pancakes, scarfing them down in a hurry. The doorbell rang just as I finished my orange juice. Mum beat me to the door and a few minutes later Cadence walked in looking breathtaking. She was clad in a grey dress with black knee high socks.(A/N: OUTFIT ATTACHED) Her brunette hair hung in long waves around her perfectly sculptured face.

A warm blush appeared on her cheeks when she noticed my eyes raking up and down her body, which in turn made me blush because I had never really made someone feel like that.

A few seconds later, mum cleared her throat, no doubt to embarrass me further. "If you two kids are done blushing, it's time to leave. You'll get late otherwise." She smiled at us. We both broke off our intense stare down and walked towards Cadence's car.

"You look cute today." She said nonchalantly. I mumbled a thanks under my breath.

Once we arrived, we still had ten minutes before class so we settled on the same benches where I cried the day before like a teenage girl with a broken heart. I shuddered at the horrid memory.

"So tell me about yourself, Harry."

"Um, m-my name's Har-ry Sty-yles and I like b-bananas. I h-have a s-sister. She's o-older. 3 years d-difference. I l-like r-rock m-music but s-sometimes I listen t-to rom-mantic songs too." I finished. Mentally scolding myself for stuttering so much. I was sounding like a broken record.

"Really? I listen to rock too. I don't have a sister but I have an older brother. He lives in America with his girlfriend." She explained, not seeming phased by my clumsily put together words at all.

"So Harry, got any special lady in your life?" She smirked wiggling her eyebrows at me, making my cheeks turn a dark pink.

"U-uh no. Girls d-don't talk to me." I shyly replied, causing her to frown.

"Well, then they're blind. It's their loss, really. You're an amazing guy and anyone would be lucky to have you." She reassured.

"E-even y-you?" I dared to be bold.

"Of course. Even me." She beamed.

We chatted for a while longer till it was time for my class. Cadence walked me to the designated room and gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek before walking away, making butterflies flutter in my stomach all day.

Once I was done for the day, I found Zayn to bid him goodbye and waited for Cadence to show up since she was my ride home.

"What are you doing here, boy? Lost your mum?" I heard a rough and masculine voice snicker behind me.

I whimpered as a tall blonde guy walked up in front of me, but before he could continue with his derogatory words, a smooth and familiar voice interrupted him.

"Leave him alone, Evan." Cadence spoke.

"Or what, babe? I can't believe you've downgraded to this." He spat with venom.

"Shut up. If anything, Harry is an upgrade. At least he can spell his last name." She retorted. With that, Cadence swiftly marched over to me and pulled me along to her car but not before making my eyes widen with her next words.

"Now if you'll excuse us, my boyfriend and I would like to leave."

Once on the road, I turned to see how her hands were clammy and her figure fidgety the whole way back to her place where we had agreed to hang out earlier. We were seated on her bed when she broke the silence. "I'm sorry for what Evan said. Don't take it too seriously. He's clearly still not over our break up," she paused to roll her eyes. "And I shouldn't have said you were my boyfriend without consulting with you first." She apologised.

"He can't spell his own last name?" I questioned causing Cadence to burst out into laughter and lean into me unintentionally while doing so. I mentally fist pumped when I didn't stutter my ass off for once.

We hung out for a while longer and after having a mouthwatering lunch, Cadence dropped me off at my house.
We were now standing on my porch. "Goodbye, Harry." She said in her voice, sweeter than honey.

Cadence gave me a tight hug and left a kiss on the corner of my mouth before moving away only to step forward again to remove her lipstick from my dimple. "Sorry." She giggled as she wet her fingers with her tongue to remove the bright red lipstick stain. My pants tightened as she finished her work and waved once before leaving. I waved back and ran upstairs, locking myself in my bedroom.

It's not like I hadn't gotten erections before, I would just think of things that turned me off or in some cases stopped breathing for a few seconds making the blood rush out of my stick, and to places which needed it more. It was a helpful technique I'd learned off the internet. It kept me from masturbation, something I didn't have the courage to do.

I applied my trusty technique and rid myself of the unholy thoughts I was having about my new friend, knowing that we could never be intimate like that. She was probably just taking pity on the new kid who was scared of people. How pathetic.

A/N: Is it that bad that literally nobody is voting? Anyways, I'm updating Sexy Sitter soon. Since, obviously you guys like that more. :/