Friendzone (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 9: Stalker

My day at work was finally over and it's now time for me to go home. Justin accompany me, since we were both living in the same street and his house was only three blocks away from mine.

"So how's it going between you and Harry?" He asked, making me look at him with knitted eyebrows and at the same time, a grin on my face.
"Fine?" I questioned more than a statement. Honestly he never asked me something like that before.
"Oh come on! I knew you two had a thing!!!"
I laughed. "We're just friends."
"Doesn't seems like it."
"Well, that's what everybody says..." I shrugged my shoulder. "But we really are, just friends."
"As you said so... But still, it doesn't seems like it to me. I think he had a thing on you." He said, making me look at him with wide eyes.
"How can you say?" I then, frowned.
He shrugged. "He had a same face as you whenever you too, weren't at work, and he talks a lot about you all the time."
"Really?" I asked in disbelief. I can't believe it! Does it means, he felt the same way?
Don't built false hope, Heather. Maybe he's just talking about you because you are his best friend.
Yeah right!... After all, "he had a girlfriend."
"Really?"
Oh shit! Did I just said that loud?!
"Um y-yeah... You didn't know?"
He shook his head. "He never told me that"
Harry never told him that?
But whenever he's with me, he talks about her all the time.
"What about you? Any boys in your life?"
I shook my head with a smile.
"Nope. I'm already fine with Justin Bieber."
He laughed. "I'm sure you'll find someone, someday..."
I already found someone, but I didn't know if he's the right one because someone's already owns his heart.
"What about you? Any girls in your life?" I mocked, with a giggle.
He chuckled. "Yeah."
"Oh? Who's the lucky girl?"
He look down with a grin on his face.
"Well, I don't know if we were into a 'relationship', if that's what you even called that..." He trailed off, and scratch the back of his neck before he continue again... "But I really like her, and she likes me. We started dating since last month, but then I figured that she was cheating on me. I was beyond mad at first, but then, when I understand the situation that she just can't break up with the guy, and she just felt pity for him, I forgave her. And now, we're behind closed doors."
The grin on his face was now wiped off making me look at him with concern.
"That's rough." I commented.
He chuckled. "I know."
"You think there's a possibility that they break up to each other?"
He shrugged. "I don't know. But I hope so..."
I put my hand on his broad shoulder. "I'm sure you'll make through it. You're a strong man Justin, you know it right?"
He sigh. "I know." He smiled at me, making me returned the gesture.
Soon, we approached the front porch of his house.
"Well, that's my house." He stated. "I have a good time with you Heather. You're such a nice girl. Hopes you'll find a perfect guy."
I giggled. "I have a good time too. And I will!"
As I said, I already found that perfect guy, but he isn't for me.
With one last smile, he turned around and walk to his house.
He really is, a nice guy.
Well, it just me now... just a couple of blocks away, and I'm finally home.

When I finally arrived at the front porch of my house, I saw a guy with brown curly hair, and sitting on a skateboard across the street, next to the Styles' house. At first, I thought he was Harry, because I can't see his face since he's busy with his phone, by his head hung low. But then, I think he felt my eyes burning to his soul, he look up making me look away when I was met by instead a pair of dark brown eyes.
It's a creep of me to stare at the guy like that.
But I think I've seen him somewhere... He looks familiar...
I shrugged it off. I met different people everyday, not just in café, but also on school, in park, in mall, or where ever I go with my friends. I still feel a pair of eyes on me as I entered the house, but I chose to ignore it.
Maybe he was just wondering why am I staring at him earlier.
"Hey! I'm home!" I shouted, as I closed the front door behind me but only to be greeted by silence.
I walk pass by our living room, only to see the light of the television illuminating the whole dark room and Liam sleeping on the couch with a bottle of beer in his hand.
I felt pity for him.
Starting from the day that he gave up continuing to go to college and just being a slob, mum and dad built a boundary between them and him. It's not his fault though, even his decision was wrong. They had a high expectations to him, since he's the first child, but then being a strict parents they are, especially my mum, they pressured Liam to be a perfect student and child he is, even though he can't. So when he chose to just gave up his bright future and just be a slob he was, mum and dad never talk or treat him like a member of our family.
Well, I still treated him as a family, I still talk to him even though he doesn't want to, and I still love him. I still love him even though he's acting so cold to me.

With a sigh, I went directly to the kitchen, and ate the soup on the table that mum probably left for me. After I ate dinner, I went to the living room first to turn off the television, and put a blanket over Liam, and before I go upstairs to my room, I left a Peck on Liam's forehead.
I changed into a pair of spongebob squarepants pajamas and suddenly, the boy from accross the street from earlier popped in my head. Maybe he was still there.
I take a look at through my window with all my curiosity, and my eyes widen when I found out he's already looking at me.
Weird.
I Knew it was weird to stare just like I did earlier. But isn't that weird to stare at someone's window? What is he? A stalker?

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Sorry if it's a short chapter... I've been busy preparing for my senior year, since I'm going to take ABM (accountancy) as my course, when I wrote this. So if you were wondering, I'm from the Philippines, and I love math a lot. Haha :D

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-Avery