Esmè's POV
Oh hell no!
Harry looked over to me and he had concern in his eyes.
"What is it?" Harry asked Kendall but was looking straight at me.
I looked to Kendall and gave her a death glare.
' If you tell, you're dead meat and I'm not kidding' I mouthed to her.
She looked worried.
"Um, just that she used to have a massive crush on her cousin." She gave everyone a small smile.
Everyone bursts out laughing.
I sighed of relief and thanked Kendall mentally.
I turned to her and she walked away.
"You seriously used to have a crush on your cousin?" Harry laughed.
"He was cute alright!" I defended myself.
Why didn't she tell?
Maybe because I threatened her. Then again she's not really scared if me.
Eh. Oh well.
Harry grabbed my hand and pulled me out to the car.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Your apartment." He winked.
Oh geez!
~At my apartment~
Harry pushed me up against the wall and kissed me neck roughly.
"Harry." I whispered.
He jut kept on doing it.
"Harry stop." I breathed out.
"Harry!" I yelled.
He let off.
"Sorry." He looked down.
"It's fine just, not tonight ok, I've got to go to work tomorrow night." I say.
He rolls his eyes.
I know he doesn't like my job but I don't give a crap.
He walked into the kitchen and I felt my phone vibrate in my bra.
I saw I had a text.
It was from Kendall.
'Don't think I won't hesitate next time to tell him what you're planning. Kisses.' It read.
I turned my phone off and stuffed it back into my bra.
I saw Harry only in his boxers lying on the bed sound asleep.
Aww.
NO!
I got into some white sweatpants and a baggy old t-shirt and climbed into bed.
Harry's arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me to his bare chest.
I fell asleep with a devilish smile on my face .
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I woke up with a death grip around my waist.
Ugh, dammit!
I gently pried Harry's arm from around me and walked into the bathroom.
I took a shower and got into some grey sweats and a baggy black hoodie that said
'Hipsta Please' on it.
I put my wet hair into a messy bun and put on my black high top Adidas sneakers.

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Fake Girlfriend
FanfictionEsmè Clarke is a Starbucks employee. She gets an offer for a job thy means a lot more money. It includes a person she he's despised forever. Will they get along? For the sake of both their lives