You Don't Know Me

Chapter 9

Harry's P.O.V-

Her lips were so soft. So delicate. Just like I had imagined. I pressed my body further into hers and tilted my head to the right as our lips moved perfectly in sync. But as soon as it started, of course it stopped. I felt her eye lashes snap open against my own in realization and her hands shoved harshly on my chest. Damn was she strong too. She's defiantly not the girl I knew 10 years ago.

"What just- I- How- You-" She stutters and I just stand there with a neutral expression on my face, regretting what I just did immensely.

Her eyes meet mine again and I feel my knees go weak at the sight of her majestic, curious brown eyes. What she doesn't know is that I can see right through her contacts though, revealing the brightest shade of blue ever seen. Brighter than Louis's.

Before I can blink, her door is slamming shut with a loud "thud" and the trace of her strawberry peppermint perfume is left behind. I run a frustrating hand through my hair and repeat Joseline's actions, storming off to my flat and slamming the door behind me.

Why did I kiss her in the first place? Im such a complete fuck up for letting my jealousy get the best of me. Wait. Im not jealous of her and Zayn, right? I know exactly what Zayn is up to with her and I'm not going to let anything happen to her. Even if she doesn't remember me.

But how am I going to explain the kiss? It didn't mean anything to her anyways because she hates me. Whatever just happened between us I can't ignore because I have the need to see her again already. What more can I do? I keep trying to convince myself that the reason I changed my second course class to eco bio is because I need to protect her from Zayn but I know damn well all I wanted to do was get closer to her.

No matter what I do, I just can't stay away.

I just can't.

An idea sparks through my mind and I know this is another chance for me to see her again. I grab a pen off of the kitchen island and walk out of the door again. I pace up and down the entire length of the hallway, running my fingers through my hair and thinking this over to make sure I want to do this. After what feels like forever, I man up and stand in front of her door once again.

My wrist lifts to knock softly on the warm wood of her door with my knuckles, waiting for her perfect aroma to appear before me again.

Joseline's P.O.V-

I slam the door closed behind me and slide down the back of it, running my hands over my face. Why did he kiss me? Why did I kiss back? Why did I enjoy it? I can't help but reach up and gently touch my lips, tracing over the lingering kiss that he has left behind. What does this mean? Does he feel something for me? No, he can't. It was just an in the moment thing of course.

The familiar head pounding reoccurs and my hands instinctively reach up to rub my temples. Why is all of this happening to me? This is a question I constantly ask myself. I always wonder why god has chosen all of this to happen to me. What makes me so special?

I stare into space for a moment, clearing my head of any and every single thought. It's quiet. Really quiet. Out of no where, a cheesy and unfamiliar ring tone sounds right next to me. I jump up from my spot against the door, startled, and my head immediately snaps towards the source of the sudden noise. My house phone that I hadn't noticed was installed- is sitting quietly on it's base, cheesy ring tone sounding every few seconds.

I look at the ID and recognize my father's phone number. I have been so caught up in all of this, I forgot about the two most important, worry some people in my life. I have actually found it quite strange that neither of them have called to check up on me. They would always call even if I was under the same roof as them, a few doors down to be precise. Something's not right.