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Grace's POV.
I turn my body around and just meet those so familiar eyes, he's eyeing me careful, as if just watching me, could make his eyes burn. I lick my lips and lower my gaze, because it's too hard watching something you can't have but you desperately, secretly preying one day will be yours again.
''He's damn hot, is he taken?'' she asks. Her boots making noises as she moves past me, she's so skinny, so little. Every boy would want to be with her, she looks like some kind of cute freaking crazy models, the kind you look at and just can't help but desire to be in her shoes.
Her blue eyes fall on my curly boy and I sigh. What am I supposed to answer to this? Yes, don't you fucking dare to even look at him because he's taken and that person who owns his heart happen to be just right behind you? I can't, I can't do this to Harry.
''Yeah'' I casually say. Indeed, I just did it. Damn me.
''Oh, well. I guess his girlfriend will not be jealous if I go talk to him, since he's looking at you shameless, like he wants to smash you into the toilet and fuck you without rest'' I wide my eyes and turn around, this girl is reckless, oh Jesus.
''What did I say?'' she states confused and I start to walk away.
''There is anything going on between you and Mr. sexy long curls?'' god help me, what am I going to answer to this? nice nickname by the way. Grace stop!
''Nope'' I lie and Anya jogs in my direction with her shirt going up and down showing her even more inexistent stomach. I'm not jealous, just a bit not comfortable.
''Oh so why is he coming with us?'' I stop in my truck and Anya crushes into my back.
''What?'' I ask hoping I do not understand what she just said.
''I said, if you're not together and he's not interested in you, why is he following your every move?'' she repeats and I look around trying to find a way out. Harry can't stop me, we need distance and after last night, he said he would have done anything to keep me with him, to have me back. well stalk me is not in the list.
''Okay, let's think about something we can do to avoid him, you clearly are too deep into it, to do anything yourself'' she flicks her fingers and grab my forearm dragging me back into the hallway, past Harry and into the girl's bathroom.
'' I'm not into him'' I just love him, that's simple but I'm not going to say it out loud because I'm kind of trying to forget it.
Anya fixes her skirt and pushes her hair back as she looks at herself into the mirror.
''So, what was that desperate look on the curled boy's face? Did you break his heart?'' she caresses her hair, curling it a bit at the end with her hands as she waits for me to speak.
