Changed (ON HOLD)

Chapter 15: My new room mates

When the car stopped, I saw the worst nightmare of my life.

In front of my eyes, I saw my house burning. I choked myself and the tears were coming out unexpectedly. All the joys were trashed down.

I opened the door of the car with shaky hands. The house within which I lived for more than 2 years is burning in front of me.

I was shocked. A hand came in contact with my shoulder which caused me to shake terribly.

I was crying my heart out, Harry hugged me and cooed in my ear. "I have already called 911, nothing is going to happen. I'll keep it up, I promise."Harry said.

"Bu-but I-I--" I was cut off by Harry saying,"shh"I cried even more harder.

"You can stay with me till I get this repaired."Harry said.

"You? Harry you have already done so much for me, you don't have to. I'll tell my parents they will take care of it. Till then I can stay in hostel or something."

I explained.

"Hostel? seriously?"He said with confusion,"you can live with me, we have various extra rooms."

"Are you sure?"

"100 percent"He said with a smile.

~Harry's mansion~

I entered with a shy smile, I was warmly welcomed by lads.

"Guys, she is going to live with us for couple of months."Harry said, explaining there why's and how's!

They nodded understanding my situation.

"Thanks" I said shyly.

Harry led me to my new room, which was really pretty. Well it was way more beautiful than my previous one.

"It's really nice Harry"I said hugging him.

He hugged me back,"Fresh n' up!"

I smiled and nodded, he was about to leave when I spoke up,"Harry!"

"Yes?"His half head poking out.

"My clothes?"I asked.

He smirked and said,"checkout your new wardrobe."

"Okay"I said with amusement and he left.

I opened a regular sized cupboard, Which I found empty. I sighed and was about to call Harry once again when I found a note. I opened the note, which said-

You want to see your dream wardrobe?

Push the back door of this wardrobe ;)

I could clearly see Harry's handwriting.

I did as I was told and gasped.

It was a perfect live wardrobe of the Hannah Montana series.

Exclusive collections of various brands.

A wall with perfect collections of shoes, uncountable collection of cloths.

All I did was stand there in an awe state.

How can somebody do all this do for a stranger? Think about it!

A voice spoke up in my mind. That got me really curious, Harry coming to my school while my flat got burnt. It can't just be a coincidence.

Maybe I am just exaggerating, after all he is helping me a lot!

That thought left me unspoken.

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Screw me for the late update. I have already written the next chapter so expect it soon.

P.s. remember harry's pov? Haha time to get it expose :)