Faking It || Harlena

17. "Of Course,"

S E L E N A

I was doing my homework later that night when my ringtone erupts from my phone. I drop my pencil and look at the caller I.D. it was Harry. A smile appears in my face as I saw his name flashing.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey, what are you doing tonight? Who drop you home?" He asks. His British accent were rolling off his tongue swiftly.

"Homework. Louis." I simply said. He scoffed.

"You're such a nerd." He commented.

"Well, Styles. I need my diploma." I said while rolling my eyes.

"Open your window." He said. I furrowed my brows.

"What?" I asked. A knock on my window snapped me out of my confusion. Harry was standing on our roof. I drop the phone from my hands and open my window.

"What the hell, Harry?!" I whispered yelling. He snake his arms around me and connect our lips together. I kiss back and my arms find it's way to caress his hair. We pulled apart slightly still our forehead touch.

"I just miss you. That's why I'm here." He breathed. I sighed.

"We were just talking on the phone." I said.

"Talking on the phone wasn't enough. I want to see you and I was at your roof the whole time." He said. I widen my eyes.

"How come I didn't notice?" I said.

"Coz you're so focused on our assignment and I'm here for that also. I like spending my time doing home works with you, you know." he said. I nodded and he intertwines his hand in mine as I guide him towards my bed.

"You should do it on your own, Haz." I said while teaching him our lesson.

"I told you I want to see and spend time with you." He cheekily grinned after he said that. I playfully throw my pillow at him but he dodge it.

"I'm a football player, love." He reason out. I rolled my eyes at him and we continue to study.

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I woke up by a sudden beep coming from my phone. I groaned and open my eyes tiredly. I slightly cursed when the brightness of my phone came in contact with my eyes.

From: Vanessa

Wear a dress. Anything just be semi-formal.

Well, that was the first time Vanessa wants me to pick my own clothes. I grinned widely as I picture my outfit for today. I hop into the showers and rinse my body. After a couple of minutes, I was finished and pick out a pink tube dress. I straightened my hair for a change and apply minimal make up. I also pick out a pink strapless heels. (Her dress was the dress Selena wore at TCA 2008 I guess. I don't remember but it's in TCA)

I got down and be greeted by my parents and a loud Louis. He is always loud in the morning. I wonder how the neighbors can tolerate his voice.

"Could you please low down your voice, Louis?" I asked. He looked at me and stuck his tongue out. A knock coming from our front door make us quiet. I was forced to open the door so I lazily open it revealing Harry on a blue polo shirt that was open on top and his famous tight jeans. You could see his tattoos by it.

"Woah, Sel. You look beautiful." He exclaimed while staring at my eyes intently. I blushed.

"Thanks, want to come in. I'll just finish eating breakfast." I said and step aside so Harry can come in.

"Morning, Mr. and Mrs. Gomez." Harry greeted. He manly hugged dad and kiss mom's cheeks. Louis and Harry manly hugged too.

"Eat Harry." My mom said.