Star * Heart

Chapter 28

Harry's POV

Things get more and more obvious. I'm just too dumb.

I sent Sheira back to her hostel after the dinner. She wants to change into something comfortable first. I waited for her to change her clothes and I drove off together with her to the practice building. She had her drama practice and I had my dance practice. The dinner night was two days away. Tomorrow, we will be having the sports competition and it will surely be tiring.

I entered the practice room and saw the boys are already practicing. 'someone just got back from a nice dinner-date' said One teasing me. 'well, you should invite Rossy for one too, One' I teased him back. He laughed. 'he got me back, dude' said One to Tod. The boys laughed. 'how was it?' asked Zaeim. 'why would I tell you about it?' I said smirking at him. 'dude, you might be my rival but I will support my friends' he said. I laughed. 'rivals? Zaeim, you like Sheira as well?' asked One being very surprised. Muaz laughed as he already can guess. 'anyway, let's start' I said while going toward Tod's laptop to listen to the music that we composed. I also got some self-gimmick to practice.

We were practicing really hard together. It's not really that hard since we enjoyed doing it. 'arghh!' I shouted as I accidently twisted my foot. I fell down. I hold in the pain. The boys stopped dancing and rushed toward me. 'Harry?!' 'dude, are you okay?' they kept on asking. I wasn't able to answer their question as the pain brainwashed me well. Man, that's hurt. It does. I tried to stood up with a little help from Zaeim. This is bad.

I was told to take a short break.

'Harry, we got soccer tomorrow. I think you better rest for now' said Zaeim. The boys were worrying about me. I did a thinking for a while. I sighed. 'fine' I said. Why does this happen to me at this time?

The next day, I was told by Zaeim not to participate in the match. After ensuring him that I'm okay and my foot doesn't hurt anymore, he allowed me to participate. 'Sheira and Rena will be having the tennis match, right?' said Zaeim. I nodded. 'should we go and cheer for them since we have our match in the afternoon' he said again. 'sure' I said short. 'you might get yourself recharge if you meet Sheira' he teased me. I laughed. Wait, Sheira? I glanced toward Zaeim. 'hey, Eim' I called for him short. 'yeah'

'about what happened to me last night..regarding my foot..' I was stammering looking for the right words. Zaeim smiled. 'I won't tell her' he said. We both smiled. 'thanks' I said. 'don't thanks me. If I tell her, she might pay attention toward you more than me. I would hate that' said Zaeim again. I don't know whether he's telling the truth or he's just joking. But, as a friend, he sure do know how to joke around well. Even when I'm being in this condition. I stared at my right foot.

You damn foot.

Nevermind, I should really go and meet Sheira so I might be able to recharge myself. At least that worked for a while. However, my life battery began to running out very quick as I saw her and Adim. Why do they looked so intimate? That guy touches her familiarly. He's not her brother or anything. That idiot shorty, why she let him touch her? Urgh! Dear Heart, why are you being like this? Why are you letting me feel this weird feeling? I understand...nothing.

Can I be like that with Sheira too?

I shakes my head. Damn you, Harry. You're being a very perverted guy.

I'm very happy when Sheira's class won the competition and I could see that she feels the same way too. I smiled. However, I can't stay there longer. It's throbbing me. Looking both of Adim and her together like that. It's true, there are a lot of things that Adim know about her than me. Adim is her classmates, they've gone through a lot of things together. 'let's go' Zaeim seems to be able to feel my throbbing as he asked to leave. We did. We went to our soccer court.

'does Sheira and Rena will come to see you guys?' asked Muaz when I was strecthing my body for the match. 'don't know' I said short. 'we didn't tell them about this venue and they didn't ask too' said Zaeim. He was doing the warming up as well. 'by the way, Harry. How's your foot?' asked Tod. I glanced at him. I looked around making sure my other classmates didn't hear the question too. 'better' I said short. 'don't push yourself. We still have to perform for tomorrow night' said Tod being serious. I'll be fine – I said in my heart being pissed about the caring Tod.

'should we at least tell Sheira?' asked Muaz. 'why?' I asked in sync of his suggestion. Silence.

'talk about Sheira, that's her, right?' said Zaeim pointing at a direction.I turned toward it and saw Sheira's panic looking faces. Somehow, she looked worried and she was in a rush. She ran toward the opposite way. 'is she okay?' asked Muaz noticing her expression too. 'I'll go after her for a while' I said and began chasing her. 'be careful!' shouted the boys.

'I was looking for you' that what's she said and it got me relieved. It does. I was an idiot. Worrying over something that should not be worried. I laughed. Man, this girl. She managed to make me do things uncool.

The feeling of seeing her with other boys..does she feel it too? She was looking at me just now, right? She was looking this way, she was staring at me being treated kindly by the girls from my class. I wanted her to look at me. Not at somewhere else. Why did she averted her eyes away from me? Did I played badly? Do I looked uncool? Gosh..

Encourage me, Sheira.