Saturday, 11th March
"Aw, come on. What else are you gonna do?" He chuckles, holding my hand.
"Harry, I have to be somewhere tonight." I giggle, biting my lip.
"How about tomorrow?" He cups his hand around my cheek.
"Alright. Tomorrow." I give him a quick peck on the lips before making my way back out of the small storage room we were hiding in.
Harry and I aren't together. Just friends with benefits I suppose. Me and him are quite close.
I open the door and unpack some clothes from the boxes. Harry walks out and helps me hang them up for display. We have this stall for the market, but it's originally owned by my uncle.
I notice that Harry stops and just stands there for a while, just looking at me.
"Wow, thanks for the help, Harry." I hit him on the arm as I walk by.
"You distract me." He smirks as he comes up from behind and hugs me.
"Maybe I should quit." I turn to face him.
"That would help but I'd rather you not leave me alone." He goes to kiss my neck, until I move away.
"Not in public." I head back to the display stand.
"You tease" He throws at shirt at me
"I'm not even doing anything you dumbass!" I crack up.
We've been going at this for a few months. I'm surprised that my uncle hasn't even noticed anything between us, considering Harry keeps on making things obvious.
"Hey, Cora! Can you help me carry these boxes?" My uncle yells. I lift my head up and jog to help him. He hands me over a large box filled with heavy antique books.
"Why do you have these?" I struggle to hold the box.
"Your Aunt wants these to decorate our house." He stacks even more books into my box, making me hang onto it even tighter.
"Do you need this many?" I attempt to look over all the stacked books and face my uncle
"You know your aunt, Cora. She loves to one up everyone." he laughs "Now come on, let's put these in the truck."
Harry starts running towards me when he notices that i'm struggling to grip onto the boxes.
"Here, let me grab this." He snatches the heavy box from me. "You can uh, you can carry this" He hands me over a candle. I raise my eyebrows at him and he shrugs. We walk over to the truck to secure everything onto it.
"I'm gonna have to ask you two to take care of the stall on your own today." My uncle faces us.
"Where are you going?" I ask.
"Harry's mother and I are discussing about Harry. She wants him to be working elsewhere but I need all the assistance I can get for this stall." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his car keys and he starts driving away, without letting finishing our talk.
"Why didn't you tell me you were going to be quitting the job?" I grab hold on Harry's arm.
"Because I knew how you would react. It's not a big deal, Cora. We can still see each other at school." Harry shrugs.
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psycho // Harry Styles
Fanfiction"Are you scared of me?" He walks closer, leaving a small gap between us. "Yes." I shake "I thought you loved me?" He grabs my wrist with one hand, and uses his finger to lift my chin up, making me look at him "You aren't the person I know. Who are y...
