Chapter 84: So How's Cheshire for You?

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Ladies and gents! The time has come where...

I will be posting

     One

     Chapter

     Every

     Single

     Day.

Leading up till the Finale. And OMG, some of you won't see it coming. So for the people that stopped reading this because I didn't update, tell them that I'm going to be updating every single day until the end of this book. (IT will be having an Epilogue, just so you guys know.) So alarm the people you know that are reading this book so then they can keep an eye out.

That's all for now and there will be an announcement at the end of the chapter, too.

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                                        Sofia's POV

     We were already on the plane, heading towards Cheshire, but even though it was Harry's hometown, he looked so sad and at the same time, angry.

     As if he had a regret, but honestly, considering all the things that have happened, I do not want to ask him what it was, afraid of his reaction...

     And the answer.

     I was sitting next to Liam and I linked my arm with his, leaning to his shoulder because I was tired.

     He smiled and spoke.

"Tired?" He said with a slight chuckle.

"Yeah." I said while yawning.

     Next thing you know, we're landing at the airport.

     I groaned and Zayn looked at me and chuckled.

     Liam got up and gave me some space to stretch and I got out, too.

     I got my Kipling and got out of the plane. The boys and I started walking to the baggage claim and then waited for the Range Rover.

    It arrived surprisingly fast and we got in and headed towards Harry's house. Let me say, I think that Harry's house was the one I liked the most.

     It was four floors and when you were looking at it from the back, it was see through. You could see everything that was going on in each floor, except the fourth, which gives it privacy.

     The patio was very big and impressive. It started from the left side of the second floor and then it went down the stairs to the middle of the first floor. Then it went up again, to the right side of the second floor. The third floor had its own patio, too and also did the fourth floor.

     The house in general was modern, which I think was the reason why I liked it so much.

     We entered the house and that's when I just roamed around. I alas found my room and just made myself comfortable. I went to the bathroom and took a shower and put on my PJ's, which consisted of a wine shirt and light wine pajama shorts. I put my hair on a bun and then just shuffled towards the bed.

     I turned on the television and that's when the infamous show 'Doctor Who' started playing. I watched intensely and nonetheless, I was actually quite intrigued in it. I was laughing along to a scene until somebody knocked on my door.

     I looked at the door immediately and sighed, not wanting to know who was on the other side. I then stood up from my bed and went to open the door and that's when I noticed Harry leaning towards the door frame.

"Harry, you know we're not supposed to..." I said, but he cut me off.

"I know very well we're not supposed to be talking to each other. You think I don't?" Harry said while raising an eyebrow and inviting himself into the room.

     Somebody's in a bad mood...

"Look, Harry, if it's about the kiss, I'm..." I said once again, but he cut me off.

"Have you ever liked somebody so much to the point where you can't stand seeing them with anybody else?" Harry said so fast that I didn't get anything he said.

"Pardon me?" I asked while raising an eyebrow.

"Have you ever liked somebody so much to the point where you can't stand seeing them with someone else?" Harry said with a straight face while looking at me and that's when I looked at the ground, being sure that my face was red.

"Um...I think I have." I said quietly, hoping he didn't hear me.

"I think?" He questioned.

"I know." I said while looking at him straight in the eyes.

     He looked at the floor and chuckled. He looked up to me again with a clear smirk on his face.

"Believe me, if you actually knew, you would be in the same position I am right now." He said while getting closer to me.

"It doesn't mean that if I don't feel it towards you, I haven't gone through it before." I said bitterly, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Oh, really?" He said, with a smirk returning to his lips.

"Positive." I said with a smirk now on my face.

     He got even closer to me and that's when I widened my eyes and put my hand on his chest.

"Harry, you know we can't..." I said, but then he grabbed my hand and intertwined it with his.

     Then he grabbed my other hand and intertwined it with his, too.

"Sofia, you know, you have caused a lot of trouble lately." He said with a chuckle and I sighed.

"And don't you know it!" I said sarcastically.

"Seriously, though..." Harry trailed off, still having a smirk on his face.

"If you've been causing this much trouble..." He said, now looking at me in the eyes.

"What does it hurt to cause a bit more?" Harry said and that's when he leaned in, his hands wrapping around my waist and his lips connecting with mine.

     My arms then wrapped around his neck, bringing his face closer to mine. And that's when I realized that this not only could hurt me, but Harry, too.

     I pulled back and looked at Harry alarmed, but he just shrugged, a daring smile playing on his face.

"Sometimes I wonder...how can you be smiling at the moments least appropriate to be smiling?" I said with a smirk now on my face.

"Maybe it's just because of the fact that I don't really care." Harry said, shrugging once again.

"All I want is you. That's all I want." Harry said kissing me once more, but this time...

     I didn't pull back.

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     As for the announcement, as you all know, this book is going to be a trilogy. And I already have the name for the third book, but I don't know how I'm going to name the sequel. (Ironic, isn't it?) So this is what I need your help with:

Comment what you want the sequel to be named. Out of those, I'll pick the ones I most like and let's see which one gets to be the title of the sequel.

BTW, another chappie is going to be posted tomorrow.

So what do you think is going to happen next?

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