It's Only Harry...

Chapter 8

Nichole's POV

*Harry walks out of the door*

What just happened? I was kidding, wasn't I? Was I? Did I sound that serious? Is he mad at me? The many questions going through my head. He just left. With a blank expression and his voice dull. Was he really going to talk to me later. I shouldn't have said that, but what would I have said? I'm not his girlfriend so I shouldn't kiss him, right? I really just don't know.

----one hour later----

I pulled my phone out of my pocket as I heard the familiar song play.

Hey I heard you were a wild one

Oooh

If I took you home

It'd be a home run

Answering the call from the contact that read 'Louis', the line quickly ended with a loud "NO" from an unfamiliar voice. I was curious as to what that was about so I shot him a text.

To Louis:

What was that about?? x

With that I didn't receive a reply. I decided to get a shower after the never ending eventful Monday.

----after shower----

Getting dressed in the pair of pj's I set out before my shower, I noticed my phone blinking notifying me a text message. I opened up the surprising message from Harry. It wasn't one that he normally sent. Usually he'd put a cheeky remark in there calling me beautiful or something. I didn't like that we were in this situation. So I'm going to get talkative and hope he replies.

To Harry:

Talk to me, can't sleep. xx

I expected his text to come sooner, but eventually he texted with such a bland reply. Why is he acting like this?

From Harry:

What do you want to talk about?

To Harry:

To be honest, I want to know why you ran off after dinner tonight....

I hesitated on the send button, but sent it because I wouldn't find out either way. I kinda already figured he was mad with what I said about not being his girlfriend and pretty much rejected him. I just don't know how I feel about him yet. He's a sweet and attractive guy, but he's been with so many other girls that I don't want to be just another girl. Especially when I lose my virginity, I don't want a relationship like that at all. As I waited and waited, I never received a text from him.

To Harry:

Goodnight, I guess....x

I decided it was time to go to sleep since my question was never answered. This situation has me thinking a lot. Maybe too much, cause he's all that has been on my mind lately. Hopefully school tomorrow will take my mind off of him for a while. I can only hope.

Harry's POV

*Tuesday afternoon*

I decided to try and get a job at the bakery today. Not worrying about Nichole or the fact she wanted to know what happened last night. I didn't want to flat out tell her I liked her. I would look like a fool because I know she don't like me back. Walking into the well-known bakery, I was greeted with a smile from the cashier.

"How can I help you?" the stalky man asked, still smiling.

"Hi, I was wondering if I could apply for a job?"