The Boy Next Door (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

"35.97" The cashier informs me. It was Saturday and Haille decided  some shopping and Starbucks would nurse my hangover from last night. I handed her my card and Haille placed her purchases on the desk. As Haille's items were scanned and I collected my credit card, Haille spoke up.

"So how's Harry?" Haille asked and it seems to get the cashier's attention.

My cheeks heat at the thought of what happened last night. It was the most intimate thing I had ever experienced and I'm really glad it was with Harry. I bring my focus to picking at my nails as I answer. "Uh. He's good." I try to keep the answer as simple as possible being that there is a stranger standing in ear shot who seems to be ringing up the items slower than normal. Possibly to get a glimpse of the embarrassing conversation.

"And how was the party?" Haille asked, trying to dig as deep into the conversation as possible. Haille didn't care is there was anyone around. She said what she wants to whenever she wants to.

"Fun. Actually." I answered, sheepishly. She has no idea how fun it was.

"You're still a virgin, right?" She asks louder than I would like. Actually, I would rather she not ask at all. I gasp and look at our company who is slowly finishing her job. I hear a snicker and she is trying to hold her smile back. I shoot her a glare before answering.

"Yes. I am." I tell Haille, shooting her a why-the-hell-would-you-say-that look.

"55.99." The cashier finally says and I am relived she will not overhear anymore of Haille's questions. Haille hands her cash and collects her things before we both walk out of the store.

"So you didn't make any sort of sexual contact?" She asked, almost sounding disappointed.

I sigh. "Well. I mean. W-we did but-"

"Seriously! What did you do?" She asks and we begin to get disgusted looks from customers in the hallways.

"I-I don't really know how to explain it. I-it's like having sex with our clothes on, I guess." I say in the quietest tone I could manage.

"Where did you do it? I mean there were a lot people there, right?" She asks, hushing her tone a little bit.

"Um." I clear my throat. "A bathroom."

"Really? How was it?" She asked. I was losing my patience.

"Good. I don't know. C-can we talk about something else?" I snap.

"Uh. Sure. But are you two like an item now?"

"I honestly don't know what we are." I sigh. It's true. I don't know whether or not Harry meant the things he said last night. And I don't know if I have feelings for him or not. Maybe it's just the whole hormonal teenage thing.

"Do you think he knows?" She asks me.

"I don't know."

                         AUTHORS NOTE:

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