Obsessive. (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 21

"Chill down. I was just playing with you. No need to be defensive" He said while having a grin on his face. From that moment on, I wanted to erase his lips on his face. If only there's an eraser that lets you do that.

"I'm not defensive" I said.

"You are right now" He said.

"I don't want to be rude or anything but I'll let this pass" I said and was about to walk upstairs again. I was really shocked when Harry didn't mind me or get mad at me because I snapped at him.

"No. You're not going back upstairs. Let's continue what we're talking about yesterday" Harry said.

"That's it. I kissed you because I was drunk" I said.

"No. I was talking about how we'd ask questions before you got drunk so come here because I won't tease you about the kissing part" He said so I believed him. I also want to know more about him. If he'd let me.

"You've already asked questions about me last night. What else do you want to know?" I asked him politely.

"Have you had any friends?" He asked.

"I do have friends at the cafe" I said.

"How about your elementary and high school years?" He asked.

"I was busy studying and I started becoming an introvert because of what happened to my family" I said.

"When exactly that happened?" He asked.

"When I was 10 years old" I said.

"Well, how old are you now?" He asked.

"Twenty two. How about you?" I asked.

Maybe I should start asking simple questions to him first so he could comfortably open up more about himself.

"Twenty four" He said.

What? He's only 24? I thought he was older because how come he owns that terrible business.

"Then when did you start doing that business?" I asked before he could open up his mouth to ask me a question.

"3 years ago" He said.

His responses are still short but I don't want to ask him a lot of questions in one go because I would be obvious that I'm interrogating him and he might lose his patience.

"What happened exactly 3 years ago?" I asked.

It was at that moment when I knew I've asked him a touchy subject. I should've thought things out before asking him. I wanted to slap myself right there or bury myself beneath the floor tiles.

"I'm sorry. I should've-" Harry interrupted before I could even finish.

"It's okay. I think it's only fair that I tell you something about my life that only few people knows about because you've shared some of yours" He said.

"It's only with you that I've shared my experiences actually" I said and smiled. I hoped to myself that maybe we could build our friendship somewhere.