Chapter 30

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Harry's POV

Everything is clear now, but..the time is not..yet

Feeling encourage or not, I need to win this match. For my class. I was told the Rhythm not to overdo much in the match but when I got serious, nothing else comes into my mind including the pain. I am serious. Deadly serious. Honestly, it was very painful. I tried to restrain it but to no avail. Be cool, Harry. You can do it. I kept telling this to myself. I need to hide the pain from anyone else. To be true, I didn't remember about the pain at all until I did a drift at the corner of the court. I fell down and I got up quickly. That's how the pain came back. That's when I remembered the pain again. Mind controlling is not an easy deal.

I noticed that Sheira was staring at me sharply when Rhythm, her and Rena came toward me and Zaeim. The sharp gaze gave me a killing aura and I really need to avoid the eye-contact with her. She looks like a serial killer. LOL. Man, it was scary, that gaze.

I was very surprised when Sheira actually noticed the pain that I've been holding back during the game. She got angry at me. I really don't like being angry at. But, since it's her, I don't mind at all. It fact, I'm relieved.

'she might be jealous when the girls were treating you with the drinks and the fanning' said Zaeim to me when we were resting during the half time. I laughed. 'who am I to her that makes her jealous?' I asked him back.

She surprised me a lot when she applied the lotion to my foot. I mean, what girls like to touch a man's sweaty foot? Dude, it's FOOT! She was rubbing and massaging my foot softly as she applied the lotion. It was very caring and comfortable. it doesn't hurt, in fact..the pain went off slowly. It worked, her massage. I was too speechless went she was being this caring. At that time, I wished the time could stop and I would only be staring and looking at her face non-stop. I felt like I was in an ease situation. Man, stop it, Harry.

The gathering at the practice room was actually Muaz's idea. He said we all should spend time together since we've became comrades and became very close to each other. I thought, it would be only Rhythm and The Coffees. I have no idea that Risya, Sheira's roommates would be joining in as well. And why is that?

I know her, she'a a Science student like me. We often met by chances and she does talk to me a lot every time we met. She's very friendly and nice. But, she's something else. I really do want to ask Sheira more about her. But, I don't want Sheira to misunderstand. Risya is her roommate, for crying out loud dude! Don't destroy their friendship.

'Sheira, I think Risya is a kind of girl that gets easily friendly with boys, huh?' I realllllly wished I could ask Sheira about this easily. But, dude, Harry! NO!

It's the truth. Guys can tell about girls differently. It's us, GUYS! We can tell. But, Risya is very nice. It's a fact. Still, she's not my type.

I was eating the choco bars. I need glucose and Sheira was eating them too. I giggled. She eat too much. I mean, toooo much. Still, she can't grow up more than she was right now. God, please pity her. Let her grow up more. Listen to my prayer!

Songs, there's a lot of things I should do for tomorrow's night performance. Rhythm will be awesome. We have so many awesome ideas and we're thinking of combining all of them together. I would definitely be fun. We performed a bit in front of The Coffees and they said it was awesome. They accepted our ideas in adding some more additional points to the dance. They fave out suggestions. Man, having more comrade was this fun, huh? I should've knows sooner. My foot, you better get well soon enough. Tomorrow is the big day! The swollen part is getting better. Sheira's grandmother did a very good job in making the herbs lotion. I should really purchase it too. In case. Well, I;m a clumsy guy..sometimes. Hey, bad luck doesn't produce smells. At least, it's a fact.

Back to the topic about Sheira. I was wondering why did she suddenly practice with the guitar? She won;t tell me. Plus, that guitar belongs to Adim. Urgh, that name again.

Froze. Harry?

Hold it! What?

Wait!

What's happening to me?

Harry? Do you perhaps..

Oh My God!

Why am I talking to myself again, here?

Is everything clear?! Yes! It's all clear now..

Man, I'm so idiot. Why did I realize about this now? Not before?

Gosh, dude, Harry...you...

'I Love Her


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