Chapter Six

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Would I?

Zayn walked through the doors with a smile, "Harley, this is H-" Zayn was cut off by Harry's deep voice. "Darling" Harry smiled my face going cherry red and my eyes immediately became interested in the dark green carpet. "Y'all know each other?" he questioned us, "No." Harry smiled looking at Zayn, Zayn looked confused just shook his head "Talk later Harley."

"This would be easier if you would just take your shirt off." Harry stated with a wink and a smirk, my cheeks hit the fire once more. My cheeks have gone red for about the whole time and it's only been 30 minutes. Everything he said caused me to blush.

"I wouldn't do that." I stated nervously with a slight touch of sassiness. He smiled, after finishing are stretches I told him the main thing was boxing. I nervously talked through are whole conversation on what I wanted to get done.

While we working out he had cracked some jokes and he wasn't that bad. I thought he would just be dirty and rude.

Looking at him, he instantly turned his head to me a small smile on his face rather than his meaningless smirk. "So we have ten minutes left, I don't think you need it so you can go unless you want those extra ten?" he smiled towards me. I shook my head "No I think im fine?" I blushed, it coming out more as a question. Harry was a quiet attractive young man and struck interest in me. He had chuckled at the way I had answered his question. "Would you like to go to breakfast?" he asked me looking at the clock, 8:54. My blush could not have got any bigger even if it wasn't a date or any type of thing like that.

"S-sure." My voice stated, my blush bigger than ever. He smiled "Okay, why don't we go get dressed." He smiled at me and I nodded. Changing into my crop top and high wasted lightning short. Letting my hair down I put my black whatever beanie and pulled on a pair of black Jeffrey Campbell Pistol Oxford's and I put on all of my jewelry grabbing my purse. Finding my makeup bag I put on my red lipstick and my eye makeup. Grabbing my glasses and stuffing them onto my face I walked out of the locker room with my purse. Harry smiled at me as I walked out, "Just follow my car." He smiled towards me. I nodded jumping into my truck and threw my duffel bag in the back seat and put my purse in the passenger's seat.

Arriving at Waffle house I grabbed my purse and pull out my keys, as I was about to get out Harry had opened the door. I blushed, "Thank You" I blushed grabbing his hand that he had offered to me. Arriving inside I sat down along with Harry and ordered are drinks.

Grabbing my drink after they had brought are drinks to are table I took a sip of my drink answering the question Harry had asked me. The woman had come to are table taking are orders, and fluttering her long fake eyelashes towards Harrys tall figure. He seemed to not notice but I did and jealousy hit me hard and I didn't understand why. She took are orders and walked away.

After lunch me and Harry had went our separate ways him kissing my cheek and saying he would probably see me later today, I believed it considering how actually small this town was.

For the rest of the day the curly haired boy would not shake out of my head, even at lunch with the girls, considering it got worse from me seeing him again. He had pushed through my noggin every moment and he even if he didn't feel the same way of me I thought and thought. If he were to ask me on a date or anything, would I say yes?

Would I?

HAPPY NEW YEARS!! I hope you had an excellent one and wish you a very happy new year. I have an outfit up on my Instagram of today so if you want you can check it out. It's in my bio? I think that's what you call it. Well just to let you know I'm pretty sure I will not do this on purpose but I think the way I present how they explain everything to you will change slowly and at a slow pace, also sorry if I'm not making since its one in the morning and I just really wanted to put a chapter up. No one Is probably reading this but yah by. XOXO

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