BELOVED [h.s.]

Chapter 10. Edited.

"Well yes. Why?"

"Well yes," he whispered.

"I mean, yes, of course we are friends... I just don't know why you're asking me this."

"I just..." He shook his hair and after it settled with his pinky finger; it was sexier than Luke's piercing. "You told Louis about, that you won and-"

"I didn't tell you," I finished. "No one knows actually, neither my mom... I told him because well, I interviewed him so he had the right to know." why was I explaining this?

"Uhm," he exclaimed.

"That's why you are this way?"

"No. You told me too you had a boyfriend and now you are single but want to date Luke, and he is a womanizer. He is my friend but he is this way he is with you with every girl," 'and you're not that way?' I thought.

"I never told you I had a boyfriend and I'm not planning dating Luke. He is handsome and so polite but he is just not my type,"

"That day when Crocs-dude appeared in your house and we both laughed about his shoes and I told you that your boyfriend was a fashionista you laughed and never denied it so it was a massive yes,"

I didn't remember that.

"No, I didn't remember you saying the word boyfriend."

"He was jealous of me, I noticed it in his eyes when was there."

"We are not. He wasn't jealous," I don't like when people complain a lot about things because my mom is that way, and I love her but that's annoying.

"Yes he was," he continued.

"Don't be stubborn, he wasn't, and who cares by the way? I'm single and absolutely happy. He can be jealous but it doesn't mean a thing. Just..." I stood up and held his hand, "come and laugh with us," I took him to the couch where I was with Luke and I tried to add him to our last conversation. He had a little of laughter and that made me feel better; I couldn't believe he was sad because of me.

Almost at midnight Harry took us home, Gemma to the train station because she was going to Holmes Chapel, Kaylee to her parents' house and me, to my house.

"Are you doing something tomorrow?" He asked me while opening my door.

"Not actually, you?" I asked to be polite.

"No... I'm actually doing nothing tomorrow."

"Oh" I said. I was too sleepy to think or talk. "Maybe you can find something to do..." I yawned and kissed him goodbye.

I looked for my keys, I searched in every part of my purse but they were not there. When Kaylee closed the door she left my keys inside and she is in a flight to America right now.

"This just happens to me..." I said to myself.

I was going to sleep outside my house then? No. Harry came up to my mind. I called him desperately, he told me he was going to return to my house now that he was still in the half of the way.

"So, what are you going to do?" He helped me trying to open the door a lot of different ways but we couldn't.

"I don't know, sleep here or maybe on the roof and call someone to open my door tomorrow,"

"My house is big and I have a lot of rooms, if you want you can sleep with me... Well," he laughed and I blushed, "in my house and tomorrow I can help you finding a way to get in."

I agreed and thanked him. I was such a witch with him and he was just so nice, we got to his house and from three rooms he showed me I chose the one with a beautiful balcony.

Everything was white and of wood, elegant and simple; all in one. I had absolutely nothing but my purse.

"Gemma left clothes here so you can borrow a tee to sleep, this is her room so just open the closet." I nodded and opened it. She had a lot of things there, and a pajama was in the drawer so I decided to wear it.

"Have a nice night, if you need something I'll be in the third room by the left."

"Thank you so much, I really appreciate this," I kissed his cheek, "sweet dreams," I smiled.

"No problem and same," he smiled and closed my door but then he opened again. "Here is a tooth brush, its new." he handed it to me.

I said goodbye again and closed the door. I wore Gemma's pajamas and brushed my teeth, then went to sleep.

The next day I took a shower and put on my clothes from the day before, I didn't want Harry to see me in that intimate way. I heard something outside so after putting some makeup I went out and there was Harry in boxers talking on his phone. I felt uncomfortable and tried to open my door again but he saw me and he didn't seem awkward for me seeing him that way. He had a chest tattoo, a butterfly and little other things; not that ugly but a bit stupid.

"Sorry," he hung up the phone. "I didn't mean to wake you..." He saw me showered. "No, you were already awake." His raspy voice was even raspier in the morning. How would if feel to wake up everyday with him and hear his slow but raspy voice forever? I didn't know why this came to my mind but I had chills just thinking about it. "Linda..." He got closer and rubbed my cheek, which was even worst for my state; my legs began to shake awkwardly "are you okay?"