Harry opens the car door and shoves me inside. He walks around the front of his car and gets in.
"Where do you live?" He asks.
I tell him the address without thinking. He starts the car and begins to drive. Without realizing I fall asleep against the cold window.
******
"Juliette... Juliette." I feel someone gently shaking my shoulder.
"Don't call me that." I mutter.
I open my eyes and find Harry staring back at me.
"You're home." He says with a straight and emotionless face.
"Great we're back to this side of you." I say without realizing I had thought out loud.
Harry just continues glaring at me. I roll my eyes and get out of the car. As I'm walking to the door I hear a car door being shut behind me.
"What? No thank you, no good-bye?" He asks with a smirk.
"Ugh." is all I say as I open the door and slam it in his face. When I close the door I do feel slightly guilty. He had saved my life... but afterwards he was a complete jerk.
I walk upstairs to my room and look out my window towards the front of the house. Harry is standing by his car looking at my window with his signature emotionless face. I immediately shut my blinds and walk to my bed to get changed into my pajamas. I hear the engine of a car and a few seconds later the sound is gone.
After changing I fall on my bed. I close my eyes immediately feeling extremely tired. After a few minutes of sleep, the dreams begin.
******
Monday.
I hate Mondays. The beginning of a new dreadful week.
Last period of the day is Gym. I'm already changed and talking to Jasmine waiting for everyone to come into class.
Jace walks over to me and smiles. Naturally, I smile back. Jace's face immediately drops as he looks behind me. I swivel my head around and spot two guys. One of them is the last person I want to see right now.
When the bell rings the teacher gathers us together and explains the rules of basketball. The class gets split into four teams. Two teams play against each other on both halves of the gym. Unfortunately, Jasmine is on the other side of the gym. I look at the other team and spot a head of curls and quickly glance away.
When the game starts, our team has possession of the ball. I jog forward into the offensive half as some guy comes running my way to guard me. I seem to remember his name was Jeremy. I look at him briefly and continue watching the ball. I start running one way and abruptly spin on my heels and turn the other way. The guy dribbling passes me the ball. I turn around and come face to face with the guy. I start dribbling on the spot teasing him. He reaches his hand out to grab the ball and I immediately push past him running forward. I near the basket and take two long strides before jumping in the air to do a lay up. As I'm jumping, a hand roughly grabs my boob and squeezes hard. I immediately let go of the ball and fall to the ground.
"What the hell?!" I scream turning towards a smirking Jeremy. Harry who stands behind him, takes two long strides and punches him hard on the nose. Jeremy screams in pain and falls to the floor. Harry turns around and walks up to the teacher telling him something that I can't hear. The teacher nods and tells some girl to assist Jeremy to the office.
Harry turns and looks at me with a cold expression as I get off the ground. I stare back at him so he knows that he doesn't intimidate me. He looks me up and down and I begin to feel uncomfortable but I don't move a muscle. Harry looks back into my eyes for a few seconds and then turns around right as the bell rings walking in the other direction.
I walk into the changing room feeling a little uneasy. Jasmine walks up behind me and starts to pack her things.
"So anything interesting happen?" she asks with a smile.
"Um. It's a long story." I say not feeling in the mood to discuss Harry.
The image of Harry's face before he punched Jeremy replays in my mind. His eyes seemed to darken, his jaw clenched and his hands were balled into fists making them turn white. If looks could kill... Jeremy would be brutally murdered.
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