Fall.// h.s au Short Story

Chapter 3

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As I walk back from class, my phone starts to ring. Regan's chunky face shows up. "Hey!" I manage to hold the phone with my shoulder to my ear while walking down the dorm halls, getting my key out.

"Hey! Are you free laur? Mark and I just got in a fight and I kind of left him in the plaza by himself and I have nowhere to go." I hear sniffles through the receiver, must have been a bad fight. Regan always cries when she and Marc get into fights. She has very strong feelings for him and Marc has those feelings for her too but doesn't want commitment. No girl wants to be in that type of situation. I sigh.

"I'll meet you by Calder coffees. Are you at Mark Tayme Plaza?" I just got into my dorm and now I have to leave again. For some reason I keep thinking about Harry. Why does he have the weirdest mood swings? Obviously he hates me, well the feeling is mutual.

"Hum Lauren? Hello?" I quickly get back into reality. I let my shoulder bag down and grab my Kate spade purse instead. I glance at the mirror to gussy up a bit and quickly leave my room.

"Regan, Yeah, I'm here. I'm leaving now to go to the bus stop, meet you there bye." After Regan hanged up, I put my phone back into my purse to look for my bus card. While walking down the hall I bump into somebody's cold hard chest.

"Watch were you're going." He says angrily, I knew it was him just by his accent. I look up to see that he changed into a black shirt instead of his white one. I finally realize how much tattoos he has. He glances up to see my face and his face softens. "Lauren." I roll my eyes and continue walking but he grabs my elbow to pull me back to him. "Lauren, listen to me. I'm sorry I shouldn't have embarrassed you at the shop today." I ignore him, trying to not give him eye contact. He lifts his fingers to my chin to turn them to his face. "Look at me. I'm sorry baby." Okay that's enough.

"What's wrong with you?" I grasp out of his reach. "You're brutally rude and cocky. I don't want anything to do with you." His jaw clenches and his hands to his sides turnes into fists. Great now were dealing with angry Harry.

"Are you sure you don't want anything to do with me? Lauren your body language says it all." Cocky Harry returns. Someone ship me to Pacific Ocean.

 He steps closer to me, grabbing my waist by both sides and pushes me against a wall. Okay, I am scarred now if he kisses me I will break because I want my first kiss to be with someone I actually know, like i don't know why this psychopath keeps calling me 'baby'?

"I'm going to kiss you now." He stares at my eyes then to my lips. This can't happen. Earlier he said he didn't want to.

"Please don't." I mumble. He steps away, a flash of rejection through his eyes but quickly fades. He clears his throat. After a couple minutes he breaks the silence. 

"Sorry. Hum where you going?" he awkwardly says, trying to change the topic. I couldn't help but have a little smile on my face, he's too cute.

"Calder coffees" A smirked joined his lips.

"Mind if I join you?" he glances at the bus card in my hand. "I'll give you a ride." I mean why not I guess. But that does not change the fact I am mad at him.

"I'm still mad at you." I pout and he smiles even more. "I'm meeting a friend there by the way." His smile turns into a frown.

"Is your friend a guy?" He clenches his jaw.

"No." I stare into his green eyes.

"Okay lets go then." He pulls my hand and intertwines it with his as we make it to his black range rover. He opens my door first, to let me in. I sat inside looking at his car. I'm surprise it 's clean and not smelly like stereotypical guy cars. Once he sat in the driver's seat he started the car and left the dorm parking lot.

"How do you know where my dorm is?" I asks, the car was awkwardly silent.

"I asked the office, obviously." Now we have Rude harry okay, are there anymore? It was silent once again. "Lauren, I want to be friends with you." 4 hours ago, you were calling me a bitch. Okay, I found out there is also a stupid Harry.

"Why?" My voice quieter than it was supposed to be. It took long for Harry to answer; I start picking at the hem of my sweater.

"Don't ask." He snaps. I'm dead.

"What am I supposed to say? No, Harry you can't be friends with me." I answer back. Rolling my eyes, I'm so annoyed.

"I wasn't asking you Lauren." He glances at me then turns back to the road. I roll my eyes again.
"Stop rolling your eyes, they could get stuck like that, and then I won't be able to stare into your eyes anymo-..." Wait what did he say? I glance at him as he keeps his eyes on the road looking for a parking spot.

 As soon as the engine is killed, I try to open my door but then realize it's on child lock, which means it can only be open by the outside. Harry reaches for my door and opens it for me and I can't help but laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" Harry asks seriously, I smile at him.

"The door is on child lock. Are you planning to kill me?" I laugh but I really do wonder.

"Maybe, I'm not sure." He winks at me and I'm already feeling my knees weaken. I guess it won't be bad to be friends with him. He grabs my hand and intertwines them with his. I act like I don't care but in reality I'm burning from his touch. We walk inside the small mall and right into Calder Coffees. I spot Regan Staring blankly at her coffee.

"Regan!" I smiled softly. She glances up to see my face and a small smile plays on her lips. Then she narrows her eyes at Harry and I's Hands. She quickly gets up and run quickly towards him.

"Stay Away from her, Harry." She spits harshly but quietly trying to not make a scene. What's going on?

"Regan Not here, swear to God I never knew you are friends with Lauren." Harry spits back just as harshly as Regan. What the hell? Did they have a past? Questions and more questions slide into my mind.

"Harry, Regan, What's going on?" I look into both pairs of eyes.

"Harry and I used to be fuck buddies." Regan answers truthfully. I mean I feel kind of hurt why fuck buddies and not an actual commitment thing. What about Marc though?

"Marc?" I asks carefully. Regan looks behind me checking if Marc was there. "No, I mean what about your feelings for him, was it while you were with Harry?" Regan liked Marc for quite some time now, I don't even know what to expect.

"I was confused about him that time. I met Harry at a party, and we sort of hit it off there." She glances at Harry. Harry looks so pissed off. He glances at me as if he was sorry but I have no idea what he is even sorry for. This is pretty awkward.

"I think I better go." Harry says while he kisses my cheek and without another glance towards anyone he leaves the shop. He just kissed me? What are we? Regan sighs and grabs my hand and leads me towards her table.

"Sorry about that." Regan looks horribly sad. "I was shopping in the mall with Marc then some girl confronted us saying she's mad that Marc left her when they woke up."

I'm surprised. Even though they aren't official, they made a rule not to sleep with anybody else. Marc cheated on Regan. But wouldn't Regan be cheating on Marc with Harry?

"Did you cheat on Marc with Harry?" I'm scared for her answer.

"No. Of course not! The rule was after harry and i. I knew I wanted Marc after Harry said he didn't want to date at all" But Marc has the same morals as Harry. "Harry didn't want me as much as i did but Marc did. He just didn't want the label."

"It sounds like Marc was your rebound." I stifle a laugh.

"NO!" she laughs too. We decide to shop together, i bought some new outfits and makeup. After a couple of hours we say our goodbyes and took our separate ways back home. It's Time to do homework, and maybe think about Harry.