After spending nearly forty minutes in hot shower, I wrapped myself in a fluffy towel and came out. I froze seeing Harry lay on my bed.
“Harry?” I mumbled.
It’s nearly two days since I saw him. After he suspended he didn’t come to college so I didn’t have chance to see him. Though I went to his house for granny, I didn’t see him.
“Hello Stella!” He smirked.
I looked at my attire, in towel and gasped. Immediately I ran to the bathroom and shut the door. I slightly opened it, peeped out to look at him. He stood from the bed rolling his eyes.
“Come on Stella! I came to see you but you are hiding behind the door.” He shouted while coming towards the bathroom door.
“Shhhh! Don’t shout. How can you think I would present myself like this in front of you?”
“I don’t feel, Stella. I’m really comfortable however you look.”
“Get out.” I shouted.
“I expected a happy hug from you as you are seeing me after two days. But you are shouting at me to get out.”
“Harry! Out. Wait in the hall.” I shouted.
He let out a sigh and strolled out casually from the door. What the! Quickly I got dressed and strolled out. I heard Harry’s and my mom’s laughs from the kitchen. I reached there to see him. He stood beside my mom, laughing and helping her in cooking. I kept looking at them, crossing my arms. Suddenly my mom turned to me and asked “Oh! You are here. Do you know about Harry’s suspension?”
I didn’t reply anything to her as I didn’t understand what to say.
“A guy started fight with Harry and your principal suspended them both. How… how can someone fight with a cool guy like Harry?” My mom rolled her eyes.
“Everyone knew about it, Aunt. Hope Stella too knows it.” Harry said.
I kept silent the entire time and Harry continued “Stella! I’ve been waiting for you. I came to your room to see you but I heard shower running so I walked out from your room.” Harry said acting so innocent in front of my mom.
I let out a sigh hearing him and rolled my eyes.
“Why did you come Harry?” I asked looking at him.
“Stella! Is this how you behave? Rude.” My mom shouted.
“Leave it Aunt. It’s common for us.” He continued “To discuss things about our dance practice.”
“What? Stella! Is Harry your dance partner?” my mom asked with shocked expression.
I didn’t tell about it to my mom. I told her Rory was my partner but what happened after that, I didn’t tell anything.
“Yeah mom! In the last minute… you know… decision changed.” I replied.
“Wow! It’s amazing.” My mom said excitedly.
I forced a smile listening to her then I said looking at Harry “We need to talk.”
He nodded and after saying a list of items to cook to my mom, he strolled with me.
We both walked out of the kitchen and sat on the couches.
“Fish too.” Harry shouted from the hall.
“You have no idea how much my parents love and trust you.” I said looking at him.
“You have no idea how much I love them too.” He smiled.
“Why did you come?” I asked.
“For dance practice.” He replied.
“Huh? You never come to practicing and suddenly you came, telling me you want to practice. That too at the times you couldn’t come to college. Wow!” I rolled my eyes.
“I was not interested before but the competition is in few days and I don’t want to make you lose.”
I nodded my head hearing him. But how? He couldn’t come to college. How should we practice? While I was in my thoughts, he interrupted saying “I know what you are thinking. We can practice in my home.”
“Your house? There would be no choreographers.”
“What’s the need of them? I can manage. Moreover what’s the point in dancing if everyone follows the same steps.” He smirked.
“It’s just four days then you’ll attend to college. Let’s wait till then.”
“Stella! The choreography ends within few days and they’ll leave. We have to search for places for practicing after that. We couldn’t practice in front of all others. Why can’t it be my house?”
I thought for a moment then I decided to accept as he was right. We shouldn’t practice the theme in front of everyone. We should search for a place so why not it be his house? I can even spend more time with granny.
“Okay.” I replied.
“So what are the plans today?” he asked casually.
“Nothing. Doing college works.” I replied.
He let out a sigh hearing me. He said “Now I understand how you get good grades. Even in weekends you do college works.” He rolled his eyes.
Then my mom came out from kitchen, smiling at Harry. She is always happy seeing him. We three started talking. More like, they were roasting me with their stupid satires. They both were annoying me. After few hours, my dad arrived home and joined in lunch with us. Harry stayed till evening then he left.
The next day after college I reached home. Harry was on the couch talking to my mom. I looked at him with questioning face.
“Thought it would be cool if I take you home for practicing.” Harry said.
“I… I’ll just fresh up and come.” Saying that I reached my room. Then I freshened up and drank orange juice. Harry and I started in his car.
“I can come by myself Harry. You shouldn’t have come.” I said without looking at him.
“You are my girlfriend, Stella. And Granny gave few things to take to your house. So covered up two things.”
We then reached his home and as soon as granny saw me, she ran towards me and hugged. We both talked for few minutes then strolled to a huge room in the top floor. There was nothing in the room except speakers and two chairs.
“You have a separate dance room? I didn’t notice it before.”
“Shall we?” he asked and I nodded hearing him.
He turned on the music and kept dancing. We both danced separately for the music. Then he offered his hand to me. I stood still for a second and took his hand.
He started caressing my fingers with his thumb for which I gasped. He suddenly pulled me to his chest that made my body hit his. I raised my head and kept looking at his emerald eyes. He was looking at me without even blinking. He twirled me and pulled my back to him. We both kept dancing while he held my waist tightly. It’s like he was not actually dancing but like teasing me with his touch. I felt uncomfortable. He leaned in and brought his face to my right cheek then whispered into my ear. “How does it feel, Stella?” My breath was ragged. Before I say anything, he said “The dance. How does it feel dancing with me?”
I didn’t reply anything. I removed his hands from my waist and made distance between us.
“You… you are not dancing.” I stammered.
“Then what am I doing? An exercise?” He raised his eyebrow.
“I… I’m not in the mood.” Saying that I sat on the chair. He shrugged his shoulders hearing me. He continued dancing while enjoying the tune.
“Hey Stella! How about this?” He jumped and did a movement in the air then landed in a standing position.
I widened my eyes looking at him.
“So you are trying to kill me?” I asked.
“What?” he laughed.
“Is that a dance step? It’s like you are doing gymnastics.” I rolled my eyes.
“Routine is always boring. Try new.” He said looking at me.
“Try new and break your bones.” I raised my eyebrow.
“I’ll help you.” He said and strolled towards me. He offered his hand again. I kept switching my gaze between his hand and his face.
He chuckled saying “Trust me. I’ll be on my best behaviour.”
I took his hand nodding my head. He took me in his arms saying “Don’t worry. I won’t let anything harm happen to you.”
He then threw me in the air like I was a doll and weightless. My heart skipped a beat with his action. He caught me before I fell down and I could feel my heart pacing fast.
He was making me do weird steps and crazy movements. It’s the first time I ever danced like that. At first I was afraid but I kept enjoying to it after few minutes. I even started laughing of enjoyment.
“This is so good.” I shouted while dancing.
“Yes it is.” He laughed.
After many minutes of dance, we both fell on floor taking deep breaths.
“You are an amazing dancer, Harry.” Finally I said it.
“Oh my god! What am I hearing? A compliment from you? It is a dream definitely.” He laughed.
We both kept laughing while cracking jokes. Sometimes being with a crazy guy like him is the thing that everyone needed as the crazy actions make us smile, enjoy and forget all the weight that’s been carrying on the shoulders.
I looked at his laugh for a minute which seemed so adorable then asked “With how many girls you spent your time like this?”
He tapped his chin and kept saying “One… two… four… six…”
My mouth dropped wide open while hearing him. I kept looking at him with wide eyes.
He then said while laughing “I spent with many girls. But I never spent like this with any of them.”
“What do you mean by ‘like this’?”
“Like I’m spending my time with you. Roaming around you, getting scolded by you still wanting to talk to you.”
I smiled listening to him and we kept talking again. After many minutes, I reached my house.