Chapter 7
"Harry?" I called and poked his dimples.
"Yeah?" He answered as his green orbs met mine. He smiled cheekily, like everyone calls him cupcake.
"Don't always forget that I love you.." I leaned in as his forehead touched mine, making his warm breath tickle my face.
"I love you too, Mavis." He leaned in more until his soft lips crashed into mi--
"AHHH!" I shouted, I sat up on my bed and cold sweat started drooling down my face. I blinked my eyes for a few second. I felt a strong shiver went down my spine, making me want to cry from my nightmare. I covered my face with my cold palms, trying not to make the tears escape my eyes. I looked at the wall clock, it was 2 in the morning.
Suddenly, Eleanor came into my room without knocking the door.
"Mavis! Why were you shouting, are you alright?" El sat beside me, her palm was on my back drawing circles to comfort me.
"El, I had a nightmare." My voice was shaking as I whispered. "El, he's haunting me."
"Who?" She asked.
"Remember Harry?" I looked at her, she shrugged and nodded. "He's kinda haunting me since I left the jail."
"Was he trying to kill you at your dream?" She grunted.
"No El, we were, uhm, going to.." I said awkwardly as I scratched the back of my head.
"Spit it out," she mumbled sleepily.
"We were going to kiss for the sake of a pancake!" I shouted. "IT'S SO GROSS I CAN'T EVEN, like, ahh!" I groaned, I was freaking out, just gross shit.
"You like him!" El nudged me sleepily, I chuckled a bit.
"Him? Me? Like? El are you serious, El you're drunk! I can't even forgive him!" I whined. "And no guy can possibly like me, I'm done with boys. I'm guyish, I even killed people." I added.
"When do you even become insecure in your love live young lady? And please, think before you keep your words. I'm going back to bed, and please don't shout." She yawned as she went back to her bedroom.
I sighed heavily. Eleanor is right, why am I being insecure about my love life? For me in a guyish way, it's gross, yet I'm still a girl. Why am I acting like this, especially when that curly head guy comes into my brain?
I lied down lazily at my bed, I blinked for a few moments. I calmed myself, and I drifted back to sleep.
Wishing I can't dream him anymore.
ELEANOR
I can't believe I am doing this for my best friend, making her meet again her hatest enemy. I didn't tell her yeat that he's the same Harry she met before, I wanted it as a surprise, if I just told her soon, she will probably run away from me.
I looked at the clock, it was already 1 in the afternoon and Mavis isn't awake yet, she passed out, and it's normal. She sleeps late at night, wake up from her nightmare and get back to sleep leading her to waking up at afternoons, yet that's Mavis.
I sat slopily at our couch. I snatched my phone from the coffee table, dialing our favorite pizza store that we used to do, delivery.
"Hello!" an old lady's voice chirped in. "This is Olen's Pizza store at your service!"
"Hi! I would like a delivery please? And it's Eleanor speaking?" I replied, me and Mavis used to order here everytime.
"Oh, Hi El! Yes darling, what would you like to order?"
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A Rebel's Love (Harry Styles)
Fanfiction'Ten steps to break his heart.' LOVE is a choice, so as descision is a choice, too. Mavis, a rebel, chooses not to forgive Harry, but she also chooses to break his heart. But there's one rule she can't abide -- don't fall for him. Will...
