CLASH (1D FanFic)

Chapter 8

"Just kidding" I told Harry and I haven't had the courage to hold my laugh anymore. So, I laughed like a retarded seal in front of him after he looked embarrased and really fucking confused and scared as shit.

Hah! I should be able to afford some CCTV cameras next time so I could record the expression on his face. And again, I laugh harder at that thought.

"It's not funny! Heh" He says and dramatically walks out off my bedroom.

"Oh god Harry. Hahahah..you should have..hahaha.. seen your face" And still, I laughed and laughed. I just can't seem to stop yet.

He sits at the couch and crosses his shoulders. "Just dress yourself now. We need to go to the mall now. You should eat now" He says and I can hear his calm and plain voice rushing out of his mouth.

Oh god how I love staring at his lips.

Wait, what? Wtf erase that.

I surrendered laughing like a retard and I went back to my room still with a smile on my face. I still can't stop picturing out Harry's face.

I quickly put some clothes on. I chose a black skinny shirt and paired it up with some black skinny ripped jeans.

I still could imagine Harry's look on his face a while ago. It was hilarious. I expected that reaction, though. But I never thought he would still choose to go with me to the mall. But, a part of me am glad that he would.

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I pulled over a parking lot near Manhattan Mall. I can't wait to savor the wonderful taste of food. I could already feel my stomach rumbling each time we get closer to the mall.

"Where do you want to eat?" I ask Harry.

"Why are you asking me? You're the one who's going to eat, so the choice is yours" He answers and seconds later, I was surprised when I felt his fingers trace my bare hand and grabs ahold of it.

"Wha..what are you doing Harry?" I stuttered. "Holding your hand, obviously" He answered with a smirk.

"I mean, why are you holding my hand?" My green eyes meet his green eyes, too.

"Just in case you plan to escape. I am just making sure I can not let you go" He answers with a serious look on his face.

I was surprised with his choice of words and I felt a sudden emotion of a sharp sting inside me. I don't know what it was, but I did feel it. And it seems like I want to hear him say those words again.

Lol. The fuck am I thinking.

I don't know. Maybe it's merely because this is my first time to walk in a public place, holding hands with a guy. I have dated and hooked up with a lot of guys, two of them entitled as my official boyfriends, but never did I hold their hands while walking in some place like this. And this feeling is different, maybe because I haven't experienced this before. Never. Not even with my boyfriends. And now, I am doing it with someone who isn't even someone close to me.

I chose not to answer, instead, I continued walking with him while we find for a place to eat.

I stopped in front of Pizza Hut and looked at Harry. "Let's go?" I offered him with a smile.

"We're going there?"

"Obviously, Harry"

"No, Jennifer."

"What??" I stared at him, confused, my brows are crossed, and I pulled my hand away from his.

"I said we are not going there. Not in that cliche pizza house. I'll get you somewhere else"