Chapter 16:

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"Harry what are you doing?!" A high-pitched, girly voice exclaims.

Did I forget to tell you that Harry and I are just outside of his house, sitting on the bench? Well, I guess not yet, but now you know.

We turn to look at the owner of that annoying voice just to see that it was Faye.

"Faye?" Harry disbelievingly asked.

"Yes, Harry. I'm Faye," she responded, rolling her eyes. "What are you doing with her?"

Harry was about to answer when I cut him off.

"What are you doing here?" I sassed her.

"How dare you talk to me like that? Harry, didn't you see the way she talked to me!" She whines. "And Kylie, we all know you want him but sorry, he's taken. Now, stay away from my boyfriend!" She yells.

"Your boyfriend?" Harry snorts. "I didn't even ask you."

"Well," Faye stopped to think. "Ask me then!"

"I don't even like you, Faye." Harry said.

"B-but I thought," her eyes started to tear up. "You know what? Nevermind." Then she walked away.

Even though we hate each other, I still felt bad for her.

"Why Harry?" I asked out of the blue.

"Why what?" Harry asked, confused.

"Why didn't you ask her to be your girlfriend? I mean, she pretty, skinny, and she has everything." I tell him.

"She's not my type," he chuckled. "Plus, I'm starting to like someone."

Okay, I was hoping that 'someone' was me.

"Oh really? Who?" I ask him.

"She'll stay a secret," he laughed. "For now."

"Fine," I laugh with him. "But you still have to tell me, okay?"

"Okay."

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I stayed a little while but when I noticed it was getting late, I told Harry that I have to go home or my mum will kill me, and of course, Harry just laughed it off.

"Your mum isn't a killer, Kylie." I rolled his eyes.

"Ugh, you seriously don't know how to take a joke!" I playfully hit his chest and he pretended to wince.

"Yeah whatever," he laughs. "And I get it, okay."

"Whatever floats your boat," I answer him. "But I seriously have to go now, so I guess I'll see you some other time?"

"Of course. Just let me grab my car keys then we'll go." He said, standing up.

"Harry, you don't need to-" I was cut off when he placed his index finger on my lips then I suddenly felt electricity flow through my body.

"I want to." He grinned cheekily then he went inside to get the keys.

As soon as I was left alone, I go back to the thought of him doing what he did earlier then felt myself blushing, hard.

It's been like what, 16 days? Yeah, it's been 16 days since Harry and I met and I never thought I'd fall for him. At first, when he asked me to be his fake girlfriend, I thought it was only going to be a challenge. But look what happened, ugh, I knew I should've listened to Claire and Annie when I told them about this. But there's this part of me who doesn't regret a single thing.

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