Chapter 4

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Your choice but I wouldn't if I were you?


I could hear this sentence all the way home.

Why did he gave it to me then?


I was completely puzzled and even when I arrived, slightly out of breath because it was so hot and I hadn't any water left, I couldn't find an answer.


I breathed deeply and sat down at my desk after drinking like two glasses of ice cold water (I knew it was no good but I needed it, okay?).


I unpacked my school things and as I hadn't any homework to do I tried to study a bit but I couldn't get worked up.


"Lis? Come down. I got something to eat for you, darling" called my mom from down the stairs but I really wasn't hugry at all - which was unusual. Normally I could eat a really large pizza without difficulties and maybe an ice cream afterwards but today?


"No, thanks, mom" I shouted through my closed door.


I knew she wanted to talk but I had just had a very confusing day with lots of new people and stuff.


Yeah, that was probably it. My mind was just overflowing with all those names.


Okay. I knew that was not true.


I loved bad boys who weren't interested in me. I found the somehow attractive.


Well, who cares.

I dialed Harry's number and waited a few rings.


"Hello?" I could hear his raspy voice at the other end.


"Hey" I said and was lucky that he couldn't see me for I was blushing madly - like in all those situations.


"Ah. It's Lis, right? Didn't I tell you you shouldn't call?" I could hear him chuckling.


"Well, yeah that's why I called" I said and frowned.


"Oh, that's interesting" he sounded amused and pleased at the same time.


I cleared my throat. This was such an awkward situation.

I should have sent him a text or something.


"So, how about in an hour at my place?" he asked surprisingly.


That was not what I knew. I definitely only knew boys who wouldn't have dared asking such a question and I was thrown off by this one.


"I don't have a clue where you live" I said because that was the only answer I could think of and it was kind of the truth - good combination.


"Okay, then I'll pick you up" he said and hung up.


What? He wasn't supposed to know where I lived and I couldn't remember telling him.

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