Inimitable Love. (Harry Styles)

Chapter 22.

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Chapter 22.

"You are not going to stay with me?" Harry pouted once we stopped at my house. His mood had lightened up to a great extent once we had a discussion about him.

"Tomorrow is my school Harry. You have to understand. We'll meet tomorrow positively, okay?" I placed a hand on his thigh. He straightened up his back and squirmed under my touch. I shook off the dirty thoughts in my mind.

"So what? Stay in with me tonight. Wake up a few minutes earlier, I'll drop you at your house." He whined.

"Be mature Harry. Mom would not like me staying at your house like this." I sighed.

"But you will like it, right?" He smirked seductively at me.

"Harry?" I rolled my eyes.

"What?"

"Shut up."

"It's not done! You know I can't sleep without you." He puckered his lower lip.

"Then stay up all night." I winked at him and then left the car shouting a goodbye to him.

I quickly opened the door slightly shook from the amount of coldness in the atmosphere. By the time reached back, it was just 6 in the evening that means I had enough time to study and maybe mess with Harry on text chat.

"I'm back mom!" I shouted throughout the house hoping she will hear.

"Had a good time?" She appeared from the stairs.

"Yes." I widely smiled that how Harry can be such a good company once you get to know him.

She smiled approving my excitement.

Rest of the day was spent messing out and about the house, constantly chatting with mom and sending and receiving texts from Harry every now and then.

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Monday morning.

I hate Mondays.

There's nothing else I have to add in it. This sentence is complete and self-explanatory in it's own.

Once I got ready, made sure my all books were in check, my mind was alert and my stomach stuffed up with enough sandwiches, I sprung out of the house and as expected, saw Harry walking towards my direction, with a grin stretched across his heart-shaped lips.

"Good morning to a pretty girl." Harry came up to me and game a body-warming and a toe-curling hug. How did he even give that? He smelled like the usual, the minty colonge I can't even tell the brand but it was always the same and amazing for me.

"Good morning to you too." I offered him a sly smile.

"Ready to face the new challenges of this world?" He held my hand and dramatically spoke.

"Yes sir." I replied with same playfulness.

"Then come on!"

We started walking with our hands entwined. I thought it would be cold outside, but his hand was giving me all the warmth that I needed. I had never felt someone's touch like this before.

"So, do you still go to that basketball coaching?" He brought me back from my thoughts.

"Yeah."

He nodded. "When are the classes?"

"Alternate weekdays. Monday, Wednesday and Friday." I replied seeing the breath coming out of my mouth.