Stalker

Chapter Five

The day has been eventful so far. Annabelle managed to sabotage one of my drawing the moment I unpacked my things. She also farted twice while I was teaching an eleven year old student and he just lost his focus. Annabelle got her diapers changed by my instructor as well. So basically, it was an eventful day for Annabelle but I gained forty pounds, which has to count right?

Harry came just like he said he would and right now we’re seated in his car; Annabelle fiddling with my hair separating the blue from pink from brown which is kind of giving me a headache and makes me feel sleepy. I don’t know why but I get sleepy when someone plays with my hair so just go with it. Harry was softly humming along to Mardy Bum by Arctic Monkeys trying not to make it obvious for us not to hear him but failing miserably.

This sounds creepy but I’ve been watching this guy for a long time now hence living in a house as big as mine and its empty most of the time you have to find something or someone to occupy you. And I’ve taken pleasure in watching Harry from my room’s window. I never knew anything about him and I always wondered about every single detail in his life. So now that I’m sitting in a car with him and he’s singing I can’t help but listen carefully to him.

Harry has always seemed so closed off and that intrigued me very much, and for an un-known reason I wanted to find out about everything that involves him. He reminds me of Edmund in a way. Edmund always gave off the vibe that he doesn’t want to talk about anything that includes him and his life but in all honesty, he was the most outspoken person I’ve ever crossed paths with. He never kept anything inside him, instead he spoke his mind and never feared people’s reactions, and sometimes it gets off as rude because it seemed as though he doesn’t give a damn who you are or what you do but when he has to speak his mind he just does. I don’t really think Harry is like that, I just think Harry is the private type of person that doesn’t like to speak much of himself for personal reasons. Either ways I still wanted to know why. So nosey I know but I just can’t help it.

Harry turned off the engine and opened his door. Mine was apparently locked so he opened it for me and closed it behind me.

“Thanks.” I smiled sheepishly.

“No problem.” He nodded.

“Thanks for the ride as well, see you around. Bye Anna.” I waved goodbye but not before kissing her cheek and walking back home.

“Paz!” Harry called from behind.

“Yeah?” I asked turning to face him.

“My mum said to invite you over for dinner. You know, as a thank you.”

“Sure, when should I pass by?” I asked scratching my neck.

“I don’t know, about seven?” I just nodded and continued to walk up the porch into the house.

Closing the door behind me I took off my boot and hung my coat. Being the nosey neighbor I am I stood near the window and found Harry parking the car. He must’ve waited for me to get in because I don’t think it would take him more than a minute to park it in front of his house. He carried Annabelle out the car and into the house and shut the door right behind them.

“Are you waiting for someone?” My mum’s voice startled me as I looked up to her. She was holding a mug and her pinky was up. Typical scene taken from a movie.

 “No.” I replied as simple as possible and ran up the stairs to my bedroom. Not even a few minutes later she appeared at the doorframe.

“Are you alright?” She asked sitting next to me on the bed.

“Yes. Tired that’s all.”

“Are you sure?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” I quipped resting my head on the pillow. She didn’t reply after that and it went silent for a few minutes. “I’m not having dinner at home by the way.” I later added. Much to my dismay she smiled briefly and replied with a ‘neither am I’.

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I slept in for the rest of the day and I had just woken up. Looking at my side clock it showed ‘6:12’. With one final sigh I stood up and headed to the shower.

The warmth of the water instantly relaxing me and putting me at ease. Rinsing the shampoo from my hair and drying my body I got out of the shower and put on my socks before anything else. I let my hair dry naturally into loose curls and changed into some underwear later followed by clothes. I applied light blue-eyeliner and a bit of mascara then went downstairs. I just hate make-up, but I like putting eyeliner and mascara; they bring my eyes’ color out.

I spent the remainder of the time I had left watching an episode of the Family Guy and soon enough my feet were carrying me towards Harry’s house.

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Hey guys! So I know this is extremely short and nothing major happened and you guys are probably thinking this is so boring but in all honesty I don’t like those fanfics where they meet, fall in love, harry cheats on her, she forgives him, she gets pregnant, she cheats on him with niall, he forgives her, and they live a happy ever after with darcy. Hah, no.

So anyway, I hope you liked this chapter and if I get comments and votes I’ll update tomoro, tbh it’s 12:43 am here rn lolol so im just tired and I couldn’t write more sorry.xx

Oh and the outfit is on the side cause I just stink at describing clothing and I’d highly appreciate it if someone saw it and described it for me, just message me or comment it here. Thanks.x

And before I forget, 330 fucking reads thank you so much I love you all.xx

Have a nice weekend.x