Love Me Again. H.S

Chapter-11

Omg Harry's hair cut!!! He rocks in everything. Anyways here's the chapter :)

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I was standing in my balcony from where I could see the playground clearly. It was almost empty. Only few children's were on the swings. Soon I saw five or six bots entering the ground. He was one of them. He was wearing a bright red t-shirt with bkack jacket and jeans. His hair were made in a quiff. He was holding a football in his hand. They started to play. He kickedthe ball to one of his friends and now they were chasing the ball. I watched them play.

One of his friends was drinking water while the other boys were talking to each other. He was laughing probably a joke his friend told him.nhis face scrunched up and he looked cute. He came out of his little world when his friend threw water on him. His hair were all wet now and he ran a hand through his wet hair. He looked angry but then he snatched the bottle from his hand and threw water at him. And then they all started the water fight. I was just smiling at their playfulness but my smile disappeared when I saw him staring at me. To avoid his gaze, I turned and stepped in my room.

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Next morning was not good. Harry's words were replaying in my mind. I could not figure out what he meant. After taking a nice shower, I dialed Emma's number. She answered on the third ring. "Hey Meg!" She greeted in her usual cheerful tone.

"Hello Em, can you come over?" I wanted to clear why she gave me that task yesterday. "Yeah sure." She said and then I ended the call.

I climbed downstairs. Harry was not at home. Mum and Aunt Lucy were on laptop, searching for teh furniture they want to but for their house. Doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw Emma. I hugged her as she stepped in. She greeted Mum and Aunt Lucy then I told Mum that we are going to my room. "Tell me if you need anything." Mum yelled so we could hear her.

As we entered my room, I closed the door. Emma sat on the bed crossing her legs and I joined her. "So...?" She begin.

"Care to explain why you did that yesterday?" I raised an eyebrow.

"What?" She gave me confused look. "Why you gave that dare to me?" I asked. "Oh...that? Well I wanted to check Harry." She grinned.

"Check Harry?" I repeated. "What do you mean?" I didn't get her point.

"You know a boys who likes you or loves you gets jealous when he sees you with someone else." She started.

"And..?"

"And when you were looking at Dylan, I was looking at Harry and I can tell how much he hated it." She smiled smugly. "So..what is the conclusion?" She groaned.

"Oh Meg! He was clearly jealous and that means he likes you." I laughed in her face. "He likes me? I can never ever believe this." I laughed again at the thought of Harry liking me as good as it sounds, I don't want to believe because if I did it would only hurt.

"Didn't he say anything to you after coming home?" She asked and the event of last night replayed in my mind. I should tell her after all she is my best friend. "He did." I said, playing with my fingers.

"What did he say??" She asked, curiosity apparent in her tone. And then I told her everything from when he cane to kitchen, I called him but he didn't reply and when I asked if he was angry with me so he said he is angry about the fact that I sat too close to some boy, I let him place his hand on my thigh and I agreed to do that dare. And how he told me that no one can ever touch me, or look at me except him. Her eyes went wide as she took in my words. I still have to figure out what he meant.

"Oh my God! Really?" She watched me closely and I nodded. "Now I'm one hundred percent sure that he likes you!" I wanted to believe it so badly but as long as he won't admit it which I believe he won't because he doesn't like me, I won't believe it. If I begin to expect that he likes me and he if didn't my heart will break into pieces and that's not what I want.

"Did you talk to him again?" She asked.

"No, I didn't even see him. He was gone before I woke up." I replied sadly.

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Emma left after an hour. Mum was very busy with Aunt Lucy with the furniture and stuff. They just returned home from shopping. They showed me several decoration pieces. Both of them had a good taste.

"Honey, I need a favour." Aunt Lucy said looking at me. "Yes, please. What is it?" I smiled.

"Can you please hand it to Harry? He's in his room." She showed me a paper. Seeing Harry was the last thing I needed right now but I couldn't refuse her so I took the paper from her and walked out of living room.

Soon I found myself standing in front of his room. I took a deep breath and knocked. He didn't reply. I knocked again. Still no answer. I turned the doorknob slowly and peeked inside. He wasn't there. Great. I don't have to face him. I will place the paper on the bed and he will see it when he will get back. I looked around as I placed the paper on the bed. There was a guitar standing by the table which surprised me. I heard the sound of door opening. Shit. I totally forgot, he could be in the bathroom.

My heart skipped a beat as I saw him running a hand through his damp hair. My eyes traveled from his face to his body. He was shirtless and I saw the water on his body. I always hated tattoos but Harry pulled them off so well. I was still gawking at him and I was dragged out of my little bubble when he cleared his throat. Another embarrassing moment for me.

"Uh...um...your......uh Mum s-sent....that paper?" I stuttered as I saw the towel was wrapped loosely around his waist. I didn't notice he was walking towards me and I stepped back until my back pressed with something solid. There was no way to escape this embarrassing moment. His was way too close now, lips pressed in a thin line. Oh those cheery red lips. I gulped.

"It's hard." He placed his hands on the either side of my face. I found myself looking in his beautiful green eyes. "W-what?" I asked not breaking the eye contact.

"You are hard to resist. He whispered sending shivers up and down my spine.

"So are you." I also whispered.

I snapped my head to the door when I heard Mum calling me. I looked at him again and pushing his arm, I rushed to the door. Looking at him from head to toe, I walked out of his room.

I was in the living room, texting Emma and telling her about what Harry said and she said that he likes me but I still didn't believe it. My phone rand and I saw it was an unknown number.

"Hello?" I was wondering whi that coule be.

"Hello Margaret?" A manly voice spoke. I was getting scared.

"Yes, who is it?" I asked.

"I'm Dylan." He said and I sighed in relief.

"Hey! How did you get my number?" I was happy to hear him.

"Emma gave me." He said and I wanted to kick Emma. Not that I'm complaining but it's just she should've asked. "I wanted your phone number and she gave me. Don't get mad at her." He chuckled. "Oh okay. You saved her." I laughed.

"So what is it?" I couldn't think of any reason for Dylan to call me.

"Well..um I was thinking...if we could go for a coffee?" He hesitated. I was surprised by his move. "Margaret?" He called me when I didn't answer.

"Yes, okay. Is it a date?" I smirked.

"Whatever you like to call it." He said amd I smiled. He was cute.

"I'll pick you ap at 5 yeah?" He asked. "Fine, see you then!" I said and saw Harry walking past the living room. I wondered where he was going. He didn't see me. Dylan said bye and I hung up. Harry won't tell me where be was going so there's no need to waste my time. I stood up from my couch and went to my room.

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And I still can't breathe. Harry's hair OMG!

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