Chapter IX

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It's the end of the day and I'm totally exhausted, today was a very stressful day at the magazine. It seems that a very famous actress is going to be the cover for this month issue, leaving everyone with a lot of work to do. My boss is being a terrible person to everyone and walking from one side of the office to the other like a mad woman, making everyone even more stressed and anxious. It took me all day to write my article, Gemma already left and I just stayed behind because I offered to help an intern sorting some paperwork that she must deliver to our boss. I grab my jacket and my purse, making sure my flat keys are inside, otherwise it would be another sleepover at Harry's. Not that I would mind. I'm just happy that we sorted our issues and became more friendly with each other. I know we had agreed to be friends and I really want to, but I know that it will be a long journey to get Harry to trust me and somehow became close friends. I know I'm just trying to fool myself with this whole friendship thing because I know deep down that what I feel for Harry is way more than friendship. But I promised myself to forget about it for now and concentrate in get to know him properly.

I make my way to the lift getting inside, when the doors are almost closed a hand stops them and James gets inside. I immediately get anxious and a little scared with the possibility he would try something here in this tiny space, because if he will I'm sure he would get his way with me since I don't have anywhere to run and if I scream nobody will ear me. These thoughts are running in my head while we descend to the main floor, my body ready to defend myself from him when suddenly the lift stops and the doors open. I look at his face and realise he was already looking at me, he gives me a devilish smirk before he exists through the lift doors. With a wildly beating heart and goosebumps all over my body, the effect of how scared I was of him and that stupid smirk only made it worse. When I get outside the building I take a deep breath trying to calm myself, I'm surprised that he didn't try anything, he didn't even talk to me. I just hope he has given up. I walk to the tube and take from my purse the book I'm currently reading, not long after I'm walking the short distance to my flat. Since that night I was followed I always get this feeling of being watched every time I make my way home, I'm starting to get really paranoid. When I'm opening the door to get inside my building, someone grabs my arm suddenly. My first reaction was to lift my arm ready to strike a punch to whoever was grabbing me, the person grabs my wrist stoping my actions, I look up and realise it's Harry.

"God Harry! You scared me!" I say putting my hand on my chest where my heart is beating fast.

"It's just me. Calm down! Why are you so jumpy? Something happened?" He asks with concern on his eyes.

"No, nothing happened. I was walking home and I had this weird feeling of being watched. It's nothing, I'm just being paranoid. And you shouldn't grab people's arms so suddenly." I say.

"Being watched? What do you mean? That guy from your work is still bothering you?" He asks worried, making me feel slightly happy because that means he cares about me.

"No he isn't anymore, which surprises me." I answer him turning around and getting inside the building climbing the stairs.

"Good. How was your day?" I smile immediately at his question.

"Very stressful and tiring. Yours?"

"It was good." He answers me when we get to our front doors.

"Yeah. Hmm.... Do you wanna come inside and have a cup of tea?" I ask a little unsure and scared of what his answer will be.

"Yeah, sure. But I can't stay too long." He says.

I smile at him, turning around and unlocking the front door, I'm getting inside with Harry right behind me when soft moans could be heard from the couch catching our attention immediately. I divert my eyes to the couch gasping with what I'm seeing. Hannah and his boyfriend are currently having sex on our living room couch, we could see the entirety of her boyfriend naked body on top of her. Jesus Christ, I'm not going to sit in that couch ever again. I'm so embarrassed with the scene in front of me that I turn around suddenly.

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