"нope" [h.s.]

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"Now, I'm going to let go of you, but promise me first that you will not scream." A deep voice says. Great, at least I know that it is a boy. I nod slowly and he realises his hand.

"What happened in math class?" Just with those phew words I know exactly who is it. His English accent betraying him. Harry. I instantly relax, I don't know why.

"I-I don't know..." I simply respond him. "And I don't think that you are interested in what happens with me so... Hum thanks?" I try to push open the door but it's lock.

"Tell me." He demands. I'm hungry just give in Nat...

"I'm hungry okay? I was just hungry and the class looked so long and I didn't had my homework because I didn't had time to do it. I was just frustrated and he didn't shut the fuck up so I told him what happened. Could you let me out, please?"

"No." What? If he thinks I'm going to wait for him to open the door, he doesn't know me.

"I'm going to get out of here. Open the damn door." He shakes his head no. I push him and something falls to the floor.

"What the fuck Nat? Chill out!" I'm going to kill him.

"Open the door for god's sake!" I yell at him.

"Oh, I see. You don't like small space, don't you?" He lifts my chin up with his disgusting finger and I jerk away.

"I don't like being with you."

"Oh well, you will have to be with me because the director is looking for you." Oh my god.

"That's another fucking reason why I have to go." I try to break down the door. It is impossible. I'm stuck inside of this room with him.

"Chill out babe." I feel sick just hearing that horrifying word.

"Don't ever, I repeat ever, say that again." I mouth each word as he takes them in. He isn't accustomed to the word no. Every girl in this institute loves him. I mean, okay he is hot as hell, but he is a total jerk when he wants to. An awkward, but welcomed silence fills the tiny room. "Harry, I'm really really hungry. I really need to eat something."

"Since when you've told me was the last time you've eaten?" Maybe if I tell him he will let me go.

"Since yesterday lunch and I'm really starving."

"You're just joking aren't you?" He says, I know that he is freaking out but it isn't so long.

"Not at all, so please I need to eat." I plea as I pass my hand through my hair.

"Okay, I'll go with you and buy you something." No, no and fucking no.

"In your dreams, Harry." I say as he stops son his tracks while opening the door.

"In that case, you aren't going anywhere." Shit.

"Okay you can come with me but, it's not my responsibility if your status goes down." I joke as he opens the door. There is no one on the corridors, meaning that break has finished. I need to eat something or it will pass out.

"Come on. We'll go and look for a Starbucks." He informs me.

After what seems ages we finally find a Starbucks. I kind of rush to get into it. The line seems unending and my leg doesn't stop moving because everyone is getting on my nerves.

"Nat." Harry's deep voice catches my attention.

"Huh?" He looks down at my leg and I flush when I realise at what he is referring to. My non-stop movement leg, instead of moving my leg I start fiddling with my hands. We have a group of girls in front of us that doesn't stop turning around and giggle at Harry. It's pissing me off. Harry doesn't seem to notice abut them.