Unexpected Happenings [UNEXPECTED SERIES #1]

Chapter 28

*Kiara's POV*

This week has been one of those hectic weeks compared to the other ones, with all of the exam preparations going on and work in the library just keeps increasing by the day and tomorrow's gala.

"Harry! You're dreaming! That guy almost snatched your suit" I laugh, while walking towards him with my dress I picked.

"I was not!" He defends, shrugging his broad shoulders. I raise an eyebrow but let go and check out his suit he picked out for tomorrow's event.

"Go try it on," I encourage him. He nods and walks to the fit-in rooms. 

I sit on the mini sofa in front of them, waiting for Harry. As much as I hate to think too much about this, this feels like something only couples do and here we are, two singles trying out clothes and asking each other's opinion on them. I sigh and pull out my phone when it vibrates.

Daniel

"Heyy" I answer.

"Oh hey. I see you" he says, making me furrow my eyebrows.

"What do you mean?" I shift around on the sofa to see if I could spot him. I don't. "I can't see you" I say when I don't spot him.

"Look straight," he chuckles. I do and see Daniel waving through the glass wall of the store.

"What are you doing here?" I ask as I walk towards the exit of the store to meet him.

"Can't a guy go shopping?" He laughs. I just shake my head. "You do know you just walked out of the store with a dress in hand" he points out softly. I look down and laugh.

"Oh yeah, I have to get back. Harry must've come out by now." I say and bite my lip awkwardly.

"You guys are hanging out?" He asks. His tone changes slightly.

"Yeah." I smile and then look behind me to see Harry coming out of the fit-on room in his suit. I have to clear my throat quietly to try to ease myself a little. "I have to go. Text me tonight!" I say quickly walking backwards. I don't even know why I told him to text me. I have nothing special to talk to him about.

"Ah, I was wondering where you were," Harry says, sighing.

"Sorry. Met Daniel." I say and he just nods.

"What'cha think?" He smirks, gesturing up and down his torso with his hands.

"You look amazing" I don't hide my admiration. "What?" I ask when I look up at Harry to see him already looking at me. He looks amused. And I hate that he noticed I was staring a little over a minute.

"Oh nothing. Just that I was being stared at for a minute or two" he says, his voice growing deeper.

"I'm sorry? I didn't mean to" I say bluntly. He stays quiet for several seconds, while I grow impatient. "I said I am sorry" I say again but he just stares at me. "You said staring is rude" I quote him. This makes his lips break into a grin.

"You remember..." he says slowly. I just nod.

"Now, would you like to see my dress or we'll just buy them and go home?"

"I want to see your dress. I'll wait here" he says and I nod and walk into the room.

"Why was he awkward?" I think aloud and slap my hand on my mouth just as I realise it.

"You're funny when you're nervous," he says. I already can picture him smirking.

"What!?" I whisper-yell. He laughs. I smile, thanking the door because he can't see me smile.