Secret Admirers //one direction//

Chapter 7

Perry's Pov:

I was not feeling well so I left college earlier today. My day in college was a perfect mess. I still can't process anything that Zayn has said about Harry. I arrive at my doorstep and take out the spare keys from my bag. My mother probably is at work now. She leaves in the morning and returns by 6 pm in the evening. Usually, I stay alone in the house all afternoon if I return earlier from college. Most of the time I paint at this hour. But today I don't even feel like painting!

It's about 5 pm. I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, blankly. Thousands of thoughts are running all around my head, I can't think straight. I saw Harry with a bad-ass girl today, I felt like crying, Zayn told that Harry hangs out with random people and doesn't even remember their names. Am I just one of the random girls he hangs out with? I have got a whole art project to complete, but I don't feel like doing anything! Suddenly I hear the doorbell. Generally nobody comes at this hour except Tracey. Must be her, maybe she is worried about me.

I open the door and freeze, staring at the familiar pair of green eyes. Why on earth is Harry here?

"Perry, we need to talk! Please?" He says.

I move aside so that he could come in. I close the door and walk straight into the kitchen. He follows me.

"Perry, I am really sorry, I shouldn't have left without a word that day! I don't even know what I was thinking, I shouldn't have done that." I hear him say.

We were standing at an arm's distance. My back was turned towards him."Well I see, you remember my name!" I murmur.

"Why would I forget your name?"

"No I heard you tend to forget names of random girls you meet!"

"Now who told you that?"

I turn to face him. "Doesn't matter! Anyway how was your date? With Jennifer?" I ask, disgusted at the sound of her name.

"Let's not go over there. I wanted to tell you something. Will you please listen?"

His eyes looked pleasant, his voice was calm. But I felt disturbed.

"No I don't want to listen! In fact I think we should never talk again Harry!" I say out loud.

His eyes widen, then, he says, "Why are you behaving this way! Just because you saw me with another girl?"

"Wait Harry! You tell me first! Don't you take all the other girls to the same place you took me that day!?"

"Shut up Perry! What the fuck are you saying! I would never do that!"

"Oh really?"

He keeps leaning closer to me and my body remains pressed to the kitchen counter. As he speaks I could feel his breathe against my face, "Alright Perry, even if I did do that, why do you care? Why is it bothering you so much?"

I quiver at the depth of his voice and push past him.

"Harry, please! Leave my house!" I say.

"No I won't! I thought we were friends! Also you are the only person I took there, at the hill, for the first time!"

"If I am your friend, then why did you leave my house without saying anything that day?" I ask, with a choked voice.

"I don't know Perry and I am really sorry for that!"

I move out of the kitchen and start climbing up the stairs. Harry follows me. I stop near my bedroom door and turn towards him.

"I need to tell you something" He says.