Chapter Eighteen

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💙 Delia's POV💙

I had been at the gym for two hours and decided to stay a couple more. I've been on the tread mill for the last forty five minutes and my legs were killing me.

"Excuse me...." Thank god. A reason for me to get off this thing. I gathered my water and got down.

"Sorry. Here you go." I said while turning around and being stunned by what the voice came from. He was tall, had blonde hair that came up in a mohawk, a firm stomach and a tattoo on his arm. He was a sight to see.

"Oh I didn't want to get on.... I just came to tell you that when I saw you, I found it...." He said with a smirk on his face.,

" Found what???" I asked. I really hoped that he would say a cheesy pick up line because I lived for those.

"My missing puzzle piece." He simply stated. I laughed. He was perfect. And interested in me.... It must be my lucky day.

"That was the right kind of corny. I think you won me over. My names Delia." I smile up at him.

"I'm Justin... Can I maybe.....i don't know have your number? You see I'm just trying to have one less lonely girl in the world. And I'd really like to take you out..." He said shyly which I thought was adorable.

"Sure. Only if that's a promise..." I say as he winks at me. I take his phone from his hands and enter my number and hand it back to him. He says goodbye and promises to text me later. For some reason I'm so glad that I met him when I did. I feel like my week is looking up. Ugh. But tomorrow I have classes so I should probably get home if I want some sleep. I gathered my things and drove home. By the time I got inside it was already dark out so I ran to my front door with the key already out. We didn't live in the best of neighborhoods. Before I could unlock the door I saw someone leaning on the swing on our porch. I screamed when the shadow moved towards me.

"Ssssssh. God Delia you gave me a heart attack! What the fuck!" Harry hissed.

"S-sorry. It's dark a-and you scared me...." I stuttered.

"Sorry l, I didn't mean to scare you. I promised everyone that I would come and check on you.... They're having a big sleepover at Lou's place so the girls won't be home tonight." He said cooly.

"Oh. Okay well... You wanna cone inside it's pretty cold out here...." I said motioning to the door. He nods and follows me inside. It's only when I turn on the fan in the kitchen that I realize how sweaty I am.

"Make yourself comfortable. I'm gonna go take a quick shower." I say heading down the hallway. I was only in for ten minutes because I didn't want to keep Harry waiting. But when I was about to walk out I realized that I didn't have a towel to dry off with. There was no way I was going to risk Harry seeing me naked. I'd just have to ask him.

"Harold!" I yelled. He didn't respond so I his kept yelling until I heard someone knock on the bathroom door.

"You alright in there? You didn't fall in the shower did you?" He joked.

"No! I need you to get me my purple towel that's in the little closet in the hallway please." I say through the door. There's a long silence before I hear movement.

"Hey. Don't I get a sneak peek?" He said and i could already hear the smirk plastered on his face.

"Don't be a dick, Harry. Give me my towel please." I say slightly amused. I cracked the door and reached my hand out for my towel but only found air. Then a large hand grabbed mine and I yelped.

"Harold. Let go and give me my towel!" I laughed.

"Say ' Harry is the best and is the most beautiful man I've ever seen'" he laughed. I giggled and didn't respond.

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