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Tuesday....

I stand up ready to leave when I hear the sound of rain pouring .

"Guess we have to wait a little while more" I hear Harry say

I nod

"So what do you want to do?" He asks

Correctly my stomach grumbles in hunger.

"Would you like to have uhm lunch?" He asks

"No my mum will probably be waiting to eat with me"

"Oh at least eat something. What about a glass of juice?"

I smile politely

"If you insists"

"Ok come take and sit down on the couch"

He holds my arm and I feel him pulling me. I feel him push my shoulders indicating for me to sit and I do so. I don't hear him say anything so I decide to call my mum.

"Siri Call my mum" I tell my phone

I put it to my ears and hear it ring.

"Hello Baby where are you?"

" Still at Mr.Styles' place. I'll be home after the rain. Is Zayn come home yet?"

"Yeah he's here"

"Ok. If he's hungry tell him to start eating ok"

"Ok honey."

"Bye mum"

"Bye"

I place my phone in my bag and then I feel Harry take my hand. He places a glass in it.

"Your juice" he says

"Thank you"

I start sipping on the liquid

"How do you know Zayn?" He asks

"Well I used to play the Piano in his ballroom class. He's your friend right?"

"Yeah."

Then there is silence shared between us. All I hear is pitter patter rain drops

"Shall we talk something?" He breaks the silence

"Yeah if you want.-"

"Soooo uhm do you have siblings?" he asks

"yes. Do you?"

"No"

I try listening for noise but its silent. The rain has stopped I guess.

"Shall we leave?" I ask

"Sure"

I feel him take the tumblr from my hand and soon he's guiding the way. Silently I sit in the car not know what to talk. Soon the car stops and I hear the car door open. I reach out for Harry's hand and at once I find it. He helps me out.

"Come in and have lunch. Even Zayn is in" I invite him

"No uhm I don't-"

"Plz I insists "

"Ok"

We both knock up to the door and I knock. I'm taken into a hug as soon as the door opens.

"Harry! Why don't you join us for lunch? Even your friend Zayn is here" I hear my mum say

"Ok Mrs.Styles"

I walk in and go straight to the dinning table

"Won't you wait- Harry? What are you doing here?" I hear Zayn's voice

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