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"he actually fell for it!" I squealed.

"yep." harry said.

"harry?" I asked once again.

"huh?"

"who was that guy inside?" I asked.

"zayn malik. he always picked in me in grade school for no reason. probably because I couldn't get a girlfriend like the rest of the guys at my school could. once i was kicked out of my moms house I stayed with him for a week and told him I was coming here with tara, and he said he was moving down here so he lives here now." harry explained.

"oh." I said.

"anymore questions?" he asked me.

"one more." I said, still sitting on his lap.

"ok." he nodded.

"am I one of your hook ups?" I gulped and looked into his eyes.

"i- I don't know." harry sighed.

"what do you mean?" I asked.

"well the first day I saw you in the studio you looked pretty hot to me. so I thought about hooking up with you especially because you were uhh--" harry struggled with his words.

"what?" I asked.

"well you were like dancing and." he struggled more. "fuck."

I laughed at him as he blushed.

"then we went to pollos and you actually talked to me with most girls they look at me, in a flirtatious way and I asked if they want to hook up." harry explained some more.

"then you face timed me while I was in the middle of, you know. I never really stop but since you wanted to talk I did stop and yeah." harry said.

"sooo?" I wondered.

"I don't think you're one of my hook ups well unless you want to be then I don't mind." he shrugged.

"so my dancing made you want to hook up with me but now since we have gotten to know each other a little more you can't decided what to do with me?" I asked.

"I guess." harry shrugged.

"hmm." I hummed.

"what are you thinking?" harry asked me.

well I don't know actually.

maybe that I was suppose to be one of your hook ups.

"nothing." I replied.

"well the cab is here are you ready?" harry asked me.

"yeah." I said and I crawled off of his lap.

*** (skips cab ride home) ***

"thanks for inviting me to the mall today?" harry said walking me to my door.

"thanks for my boots." I smiled.

"you're welcome." he said.

"see you tomorrow?" I said unlocking my door.

"of course." he said.

"bye harold." I smiled.

"bye." he whispered.

i closed my door and set my boots down.

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