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Chapter 4

"Score!" My voice echoes throughout the whole court. "In your face, motherfucker."

"Woah, quite competitive, aren't we?" Harry teases. "Though, I have to say. I seem to quite like it."

"Well, I've gotta warn ya, Styles." I wink. "I'm quite the charmer."

"Oh, I'm down," Harry jokes, suddenly running past me and scoring. He smirks.

"Hey, that's not fair!" I stomp my foot, "We were talking."

"That was the plan, genius."

"Alright, I don't really care anyway. I mean, 78-55," I say, smirking.

"Are you challenging me, O'Connor?" He raises an eyebrow.

I nod innocently. I look at the ball then back at Harry and in one swift move, I manage to snatch the ball from his hands and score yet another time. I do a little happy dance as i catch the ball again and throw it to Harry. He starts dribbling, trying to run past me but he fails miserably, I'm really good at blocking.

"80-55," I say. "Game on, Styles."

**

"Better luck next time," I say, sticking my tongue out at Harry as I shake his hand.

"Oh, please. I let you win."

"Yeah right," I say, checking the time. 8:34 pm. "What's taking Jace so long?"

We've been playing for an hour and a half, taking short breaks and getting to know each other. I told him a bit about my life, he told me a bit about his. Not much, i guess. But quite enough.

"There he is," Harry snaps me out of my thoughts, "What took you so long?" He smiles.

I look over at the direction Harry's pointing at.

"Sorry, I had to sign some papers and read instructions. The guy wouldn't leave me the fuck alone," Jace says, wrinkling his nose. Harry and I start laughing at his facial expression.

**

As soon as we got home, opened the front door and got in, Harry got a call. He excused himself and accepted it, walking towards his room.

"Today was amazing," I tell Jace, smiling. "Thank you so much."

Jace nods, whispering a "you're welcome" before walking towards the kettle. He adds some water and turns it on, waiting. He walks towards the cabinets by the fridge, opening them and taking out a cup then averting his gaze to me, "I'm gonna make tea, do you want?"

"Yeah, sure. Make 3 cups."

"But what if Harry doesn't want, though?" Jace asks, furrowing his brows.

"I'll drink his, then."

A minute or two pass, the kettle suddenly dings, startling Jace who was scrolling through his phone as i chuckle. Jace slowly marches and stops in front of it. Wrapping his fingers around the handle and carrying it to where our cups are. He pours water in the three cups, placing a teabag in each.

I smile at him, walking towards him and stopping in front of the cups. I pull one towards me and add 3 teaspoons of sugar, stirring it and watching the sugar as it slowly dissolves in the water.

I place my spoon gently in the sink, turning around to face the cups again and grabbing the square-shaped little paper that's tied to a thread that's also tied to the teabag. I lift it up slowly to avoid the liquid dripping everywhere. I quickly move it to the sink and squeeze it and then quickly run towards the trash can and throw it away.

I walk back to my cup of tea, wrapping one finger around the tiny handle and bringing it up to my lips, taking sip after another.

A few minutes later, while Jace and I are having a competition as to who finishes his cup of tea first, after loud gasps and groans when we burnt our tongues, Harry walks out of the room, his face emotionless.

"Hmm?" I ask, taking another sip.

"Apparently, they finished fixing whatever they were fixing. And I can go back to my apartment now. I have my stuff packed, just a few shirts out, but before I go pack them, I wanna thank you guys for letting me stay here. Although it was barely a day, I had fun- So thanks," he says, grinning at the both of us.

After a short conversation, Harry goes back inside his room to pack up the few shirts left. Coming out a few minutes later.

And as crazy and cliché as it sounds, I didn't want him to leave.

After saying our goodbyes, hugging and exchanging numbers, Harry left.

And I groaned as I realized Jace and I have work tomorrow.

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