Chapter 31

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"What?" I question. I must have not heard him clearly. He couldn't have said that.

"You heard me so please don't make me ask you again" he says but this time, he's the one who breaks eye contact with me.

Could he actually want me to paint him?

No, why would he?

It doesn't make sense.

"Harry I don't know if...." I start to decline but stop when I notice his eyes shifting behind me.

When I look over my shoulder to see what captured his attention, I see the short-haired blonde standing nearly 5 feet away with one hand on her hip.

"I have been looking everywhere for you" she says and batts her eyelashes. She doesn't even acknowledge my presence as she pushes past me and wraps both of her arms around his arm.

What is she doing..

He quickly looks over at me with his deep green eyes but doesn't say anything.

"What happened to your knuckles" she gasps. When I look over at Harry's hand, I see blood trickling down his red knuckles. I wonder if he is in pain. It doesn't seem like he even noticed it until she pointed it out but it sure as heck looks like it hurts.

"Nothing" he says while trying to unlatch her but she hugs his arm tighter.

"Did you get into a fight" she continues to question. Why won't she let go of him and leave? He obviously got into a fight. What else could have happened?

"I said nothing so drop it" he snaps and she immediately lets go of his arm. I don't know why I am slightly annoyed by her and for some reason, I'm glad Harry's being rude.

"Okay well we should go inside then. I'm in the mood to dance" she says as she pulls her shirt down to show off her already exposed chest. Harry's eyes quickly scan her body and I can't help but envy her for having a lot of cleavage. Before anything else happens, I quickly interrupt.

"Actually we... we were just leaving" I surprise everyone along with myself by saying. Harry's eyes immediately land on mine, clearly shocked and confused.

"What?" Kay says with venom in her voice. "Do you know her?" She asks him but he doesn't respond to her. He keeps his eyes focused on me instead of answering her question.

"Who the hell are you?" Kay asks me when she realizes Harry is completely ignoring her.

I don't know why he is staring at me like that.

His eyes are so intense it's hard not to look at them, yet hard at the same time.

Kay looks back and forth between us and huffs while crossing her arms. "Well?" She asks again

"We should go" I tell Harry instead of responding to her and walk towards the club.

"Where are you going" Harry asks from behind me.

"To... um... you know, your house" it doesn't sound right coming out of my mouth.

"My car is this way" he says and points in the opposite direction we are walking in.

"I need my purse from inside"

"Just follow me" he says and walks towards his car.

"But my stuff-"

"Christ would you just come here and stop taking" he says when he reaches his car. I roll my eyes at his bossy tone but follow him anyways.

"I'll go grab your stuff, wait in here" he says while opening the door and gesturing for me to sit down.

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