(trailer for my new fan fiction 'Please Remember' is attached to this chapter!)
"You think I'm funny Oopsy?"
When I arrive back to my apartment, I find myself thinking of green eyes... Why was he in the lobby of my building? Does he live here? He must be very rich if he lives here! I mean, i got this flat for free, but I know how expensive it must be... It's almost a penthouse. Harry doesn't look like a rich guy. I mean with all of his tattoos and the way he dresses..I don't know it's just an impression. Daniel looks like a rich guy though.
Daniel... He was so nice to me today. it's rare that a guy that handsome talks to me... Those things only happens in books or movies! The shy girl gets complimented by the rich and handsome guy with blue eyes. Yeah definitely sounds like a movie.
I make my way to the kitchen as soon as I arrive home, typical, and pour myself a bowl of milk with cereals.
Since I have so much time to kill i guess I could watch some TV and catch up on Teen Wolf.
I walk towards the living room and sink onto the sofa. I try to put on the TV, but it doesn't work, I guess I should call the reception to ask for an electrician or someone to help with the TV.
"Hello?"
"Hi, it's miss Gomez from apartment 43 B, my TV isn't working so i was wondering if i could get some help?"
"Sure miss, I'll send you someone in a minute."
"Thanks..er.."
"It's Brad miss."
"Oh, okay thanks Brad" I hang up and wait for the help as I scroll to my phone. The noise of the elevator opening makes me turn around to see a very familiar face.
"Harry?" I say while standing up from the couch surprised.
"What the-" He answers "What are you doing here? Are you following me or something?" of course, he gets mad...
"I- I live here" Well, obviously..
"Of course you do" I hear him mutter under his breath.
"Are you-"
"The help? No. I'm just helping a friend that's all."
"Oh okay... Well, come on in" I welcome him and he walks through my living room with a frown plastered on his face. "It's the TV, it won't turn on"
Without a word he start working with the cables behind the screen and I stand here, waiting.
Why can't I stop meeting Harry everywhere?! Oh, maybe that's why i met him the first time, maybe he was helping his friend here again. Or does he simply live here? Could he? I don't know.
"So, erm, do you live in the building or-?"
"Are you seriously trying to start a conversation with me?" He snaps, his tone flat. Rude...
"Well, yes. Kinda." I look down, my arms crossed over my chest awkwardly.
"Don't." Wow.... Can't be nicer...
"Sorry. I'm just trying to get to know you. I don't know anybody here yet" I smile, to myself since his face is buried behind my TV.
"Hmmm" he says, not really paying attention.
"Are you going to the party Friday?" I ask, trying to find a subject of discussion. At my words, he comes out of behind the TV, a frown still on his face, he looks at me awkwardly.
"Party? How do you even know about that party?"
"Well, erm, this guy, Daniel, he invited me. It's actually his part-"
"I know." He cuts me off. Great manners Harry! "I know him well enough, Oopsy." He doesn't even smile while calling me that this time.
"Oh, are you guys, like, friends?"
"No. I don't hang out with guys like Daniel Sharman and his minions. I'm afraid their stupidity is contagious." I find myself chuckling at his words and i swear i see Harry smiling from the corner of his lips.
"You think I'm funny Oopsy?"
"Indeed I do, Harold" I smile.
"Don't call me like that." He snaps and dig his head back behind the TV. Moody much?
"So you have the right to call me 'Oopsy' but I can't call you 'Harold' which, may i add, is your real name?"
"exactly." I can imagine his smirk from here.
"So, are you going to the party or not?" I ask again.
"Depends. Are you going to be dressed like a potato sac like today or not? 'Cause i'm dying to see that again" I frown.
"What's wrong with my clothes?!" I say annoyed.
"Well, to be honest, they are... too big."
"Too big?! Seriously?" I don't need to be dressed with thigh as hell clothes. Plus, I'd accentue my curves, and god knows I feel insecure about 'em.
"Yeah." Arg this boy I swear...
"Well sorry to disappoint you but I'm going dressed as I want." I snap.
"Oh, don't be mad love" He chuckles and i find myself smiling at the heavenly sound. "Okay It's done." He gets up from behind the TV, collects his things and moves towards the elevator. I follow behind him and while he waits for the elevator to come up, he walks towards me. "Oh and one more thing"
He takes my arm is his hand and make me take a step back so my back is against the wall. His head comes closer and closer and i'm about to scream when he whispers in my ear.
"Don't tell anybody you saw me here. Understood, Oopsy?"
I nod, a frown still on my face while he takes two steps back and walk towards the elevator before I can say a word.
Well Friday night is going to be interesting...
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