After a week I saw Ben in college. As usual, he was looking at me angrily but I ignored him. The days without Ben and Harry’s presence were tranquil as I had nothing to stress about the things they do in college. Though Harry wasn’t coming to college, I kept meeting him at his house for dance practice. I liked it. More likely, I loved being his dance partner. He is crazy and he made me learn many movements which I thought I would never try in my life. I started considering him as a friend. Yeah I know he is a player, who uses girls for enjoyment but most of the guys were like that. Harry never treated me as the girl who was there for only enjoyment. He respects me. He cares about me. Guess those were enough to consider him as my friend.
Harry entered in the classroom and kept strolling to me with his usual smirk. As soon as he entered, few girls started strolling to him though they knew I’m his girlfriend. I mean they didn’t know the exact truth so in their view I’m his girlfriend yet they won’t behave.
Harry smiled looking at them and the words that came from his mouth made me astounded. “Oh I’m glad to see you all lovelies, but if you excuse me I need to go to my girlfriend. She said she missed me a lot.”
I furrowed my brow hearing him. He stood in front of me while I leaned my back to the chair, crossing my arms.
“Who said I miss you?” I raised my eyebrow.
“Your boyfriend.” He smirked.
I averted my eyes to see Vickie. She was with Ben and they both were looking at us furiously. Then I shifted my gaze to Harry saying “They are looking at us.”
“Come on! Everyone is looking at us. Don’t care about them.”
“Harry! Don’t make a scene.”
He smirked and sat on his chair. I noticed Roman and Anna smiling at eachother. I rolled my eyes and the classes started.
After morning classes, Anna and I ate in the canteen and kept strolling to football court. We both sat there and kept talking.
“Seems Roman and yours relationship is growing.” I wiggled my eyebrows.
She smiled listening to me then said “Yeah! He even calls me to talk. I’m so grateful to Harry.”
“You have been trying for him since childhood and your intentions are pure so it’s working.”
She hummed as a response and asked “What about you and Harry?”
I looked at her with confused face. “W-What’s there about us?”
“Thought you and Harry is getting close.”
I didn’t reply to her and shifted my gaze. She then continued “How do you feel about him?”
“When I first met him, I thought he was a douche and yeah I was right. He is an idiot, player and a jerk. But he is something more than that. He is crazy. He is good. I love being his dance partner.” I replied.
“So you accept him as your boyfriend willingly?” she asked.
“What? No. No way. I won’t accept Harry as my boyfriend. He is not my boyfriend.” I replied.
“What did I hear?” A sudden voice made us both flinch. Anna and I turned our heads to the direction from where the voice came. We stood from the seats and gulped looking at Vickie.
“Harry is not your boyfriend?” She asked confused.
We both kept silent and didn’t reply anything to her question.
“For days I racked my head how you became his girlfriend. But you are not.” She narrowed her eyebrows.
“V-Vickie…” my sentence was cut off with her words “Ben should know this.” She smirked and left the place.
I put my hands on my head not understanding what to do. Harry already warned me to not tell about it to anyone. But Vickie knew this. What should I do?
Anna and I kept thinking what to do. I sat there for many minutes. I didn’t go to classroom as I was thinking about his reaction after he knew it. Anna suggested me to tell Harry and I took out my cell phone to call him.
“What if he gets angry and tell everything to our parents?” I questioned.
Anna’s eyes widened and she gulped in fear. “Then I’ll be dead.” She muttered.
Finally, I mustered up courage and decided to call him. But before I do, his name popped up on my screen. I picked it up and answered “Hello!”
“Meet me in the dance practice room, in college.” Saying that he cut the call. His voice was not in a chill way like he always used to be. It’s like he was angry. Vickie might had done something.
I stood from there, told Anna and left. I reached the practicing hall and saw no one there except Harry. The practice starts after college so probably no one would enter before time. As soon as I entered, Harry stood from his chair and walked towards me with an angry expression.
He stood in front of me without changing his expression. He then said “Vickie knew it.”
I nodded my head hearing him and said “I didn’t tell her. Anna and I was talking that’s when she listened.”
“So Anna knew it already?” he gritted his teeth.
Shit! I’m dead now.
“Harry! Before you said me to not tell anyone about the truth, Anna already knew. I told her. But Vickie… it’s not my fault.”
“Vickie said you wouldn’t accept me and I hated that. She would spread the word to everyone.” He looked at me angrily.
I didn’t reply anything. I choose to remain silent as I didn’t want to add fuel to his fire.
He suddenly smirked and I was confused with his action. What’s he? A bipolar?
He grabbed my waist and pinned me to the nearby wall. I was stunned at his action. He leaned in a bit and kissed my cheek suddenly. Butterflies erupted in my stomach with his action.
Before I react anything, he said in a low angry voice “Don’t react.”
He looked so angry and I gulped hearing him. I stood still without saying anything.
He kept brushing my lips with his fingers then started stroking my cheek. I froze and for a moment my mind stopped working. What the hell was he doing?
“H-Harry! You… you can’t do this.” I shuddered looking into his emerald eyes.
Ignoring me, he kept trailing his left hand fingers on my arm while his right thumb was stroking my lips.
“Why can’t I?.” He huskily whispered into my ear. His face was so close to mine and I could feel his breath fanning on my cheek.
He slowly moved down his thumb down to my chin and then to my collarbone. He started touching it. When he was about to move his hand down further, I pushed him shouting “Get off me.”
He gave his arrogant smirk and kept stepping forward. When I was about to run from there, he held me by my waist and pulled me to him. I put my hands on his chest to create space between us both.
“H-Harry! No…”
“Shhhh.” He put his finger on my lips and kept looking at me without even blinking. I gulped looking at his face which almost looked evil. He leaned on my shoulder saying “You are bewitching me, Stella.”
“What?” I felt so afraid of his words.
“Don’t react and don’t turn your head. Vickie was observing us. Act accordingly.” He whispered.
He then suddenly hugged me making me gasp. He said “I’m sorry. I will never ever make you angry again.”
What? What was he saying?
He pulled me out form the hug and made me stand beside him. I noticed Vickie was seeing us.
“Oh Vickie! Didn’t notice your presence here.” Harry shouted.
She was looking at us furiously. She was even shocked, I could see it in her expressions.
“You look so confused.” He said looking at her.
“What happened here? I know you are not her boyfriend.” Vickie said puzzled.
“What? You are so stupid to think about that. How can you think like that?” Harry asked.
“I heard her saying she won’t accept you and you are not her boyfriend.”
“Oh Vickie! We had a fight and in anger she might have said that. You expected more.” He laughed. Vickie’s face turned pale hearing him. Harry continued saying “When you said Stella wouldn’t accept me and strolling away, you couldn’t realize how much I laughed.”
Listening to him Vickie stomped her foot and walked out angrily. I looked at Harry who was laughing.
He said “I covered up this time. Make sure you won’t repeat this.”
“Why did she come here?” I asked ignoring the warning he gave me.
“I don’t know. She might have saw you coming here.” He paused for a moment and continued “And yeah! I’m proud of myself. I acted accordingly. I always wonder how can I be so smart all the time.” He made a proud face.
I let out a sigh hearing him and asked “What if she didn’t come? What would you have done?”
“I might have thought of another possibility.”
I nodded and started to leave the place. While I was strolling out, he held my wrist and made me turn to him. He looked dominating. He shouted “Do not repeat this again. You are my girlfriend.”
He left my hand and I ran away from there.