Love Me Again. H.S

Chapter-7

Next chapter is here!

And listen to the cover of Love Me Again by Nescafe basement. (Originals by John Newman)
I love it and maybe you'll also like the asian version of it :)

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I was sitting on the sofa, watching TV when my phone rang. I smiled when I saw Emma's name. I picked up the call only to hear her cheerful voice saying my name.

"Hiiiii Meg!!" I could tell by her tone that was excited or maybe happy.

"Hiiii Em!" I mimicked.

"How are you?" She asked.

"I'm good. What's up?" I asked getting up from the sofa. "Nothing. I want to go for a coffee. What do you say?"

"Sounds great!" I replied after think ng for few seconds. "Okay! Coming to pick you." She said. "Byee." I said before ending the call.

I went to my room to decide what should I wear. Searching my closet I chose a simple pink shirt, black leather jacket, black jeans and black ankle boots. I pulled my hair up in a ponytail and just then the door bell rang.

I went downstairs. As I opened the door, I saw her standing in a plain white shirt and black leather jacket. "Hey!" She greeted. "Ready?" She asked taking a look of her wrist watch. I nodded and walked out locking the door behind me.

I sat in the passenger seat while she sat on the driver seat. "How's that handsome boy living in your house?" She smirked looking at me from the corner of her eye. "He's good." Rolling my eyes I replied her.

"Do you like him?" I snapped my head to her side where she was glanced at me with a smirk on her face.

"What?? No!" I didn't know if I was lying or telling her truth.

"Are you sureeeee?" She sang the last part and looking at me suspiciously. I slapped her hand which was on the gear and replied, "Yes. Now eyes on the road." She giggled.

I was still thinking about her question. Do I like Harry?

Everytime he was near I couldn't control my actions. My heart beat races and breaths become heavy. I don't know what it is.

Soon we reached Starbucks. We ordered our coffees as we sat on our usual place. I was looking around when my eyes widened, examining the scene in front of me. A boy was sitting with a blonde girl. Girl was wearing something black and she was laughing where the boy was just smiling at her. I couldn't believe what my eyes just witnessed. Emma also turned her face to follow my gaze. "Is that...Harry?" She asked as she was not sure but I was damn sure. I could recognise him even in the crowd.

"Yes." I replied and turned my face to her.

"Who is that girl?" She asked focusing her eyes on me again and taking a sip of her coffee.

"I don't know." I said dryly. And suddenly his words repeated on my mind. I don't like girl except one. Is that the girl he was talking about?

He found someone? Does he like her? The thought of his liking someone else, killed me.

But why I am feeling like this? Why can't I see another girl with him? I asked myself but find no answer except one I like Harry. And that was something I was not ready to admit. I didn't myself to get closer to him considering that he likes someone else and I knew he doesn't like me. And growing feelings for him will just hurt me because if I told him he won't say yes. This thought ached my heart.

"Em let's go?" I didn't drink coffee the minute I saw him there with that Blondie. "Why?" She frowned. "Please." I pleaded and she agreed. I took a last look of the boy who was sipping coffee and the walked out.