**Sunday evening**

I decided to walk home from work, well my volunteer program today before it got too dark and I am doing this not to avoid Harry…well sort of to avoid Harry…but more because I need some personal time. Ever since Harry came into the picture of my life, I feel like I never have the time of the day for myself to think properly anymore.

I am not angry at Harry for kissing me, heck I really like the feeling of his soft lips against mine but what I am angry about is that he didn’t say anything after I confess to him about my first kiss and how I am just another number to him…he didn’t even say if he liked the kiss…well I shouldn't expect from him a lot I guess...I mean it is Harry Styles we talking about after all. I do hate myself for not pushing him away, I do hate myself for letting him kiss me and I do hate myself because if he tries to kiss me again I know I will gladly accept, even though I had enough strength to push him away last night.

I think I am starting to enjoy the beautiful unconscious woman’s company more then she is enjoying mine. I pretty much just ranted and cried in front of her about what happened last night. I explained to her about the situation so she could understand it even though she can’t hear me and I told her that if Harry only wanted me for his sexual use then I want don’t want to be part of it.
I told her how I feel about Harry, I have never met any guys who made me felt this way before and silly cheesy comments never used to have an effect on me…well until Harry. I told her how he made me blush, annoyed, angry, worried, nosy, sad and hurt, but the most important thing of all was he made me fall for him.

His beautiful curl that I want to run my fingers through, to die for emerald green eyes that seem to glitter in the night sky, his cute yet charming dimples that can make any girls go weak and let’s not forget his well-built feature.

Harry pretty much has the full package of a modern day Prince Charming but those are not the reason why fall for him, it is his on and off personality that makes me fall for him. I don’t enjoy the rude or the angry Harry but that’s the thing that draws me to him. I wanted to get to know the real him, why he is ticked off easily by a certain topic, I wanted to know his past, what he see himself in the future and most important of all I wanted to know him.

I have fallen for this stranger and I have fallen pretty bad…

“I am home,” I screamed as I enter the house, “come to the lounge room honey,” I could hear my mum yelled back. As I approach the lounge room I could hear laughter and one of them was a mail’s laugh, it sounded very familiar, too familiar, it was Andy.

What the heck is he doing in my house? I don’t want his rude ass around my family….

“What are you doing here Andy,” I said quite rudely as I walk into the room, “watch your tone young lady…we use manners in this house,” my mum scolded me. Andy has been living on the same street as me ever since I could remember, you could say we were very close when we were little and my mum and his mum are practically BFF’s.

We used to say that we would get married to each other when we are older and without a doubt we had a thing in primary school. You know ‘Kid’s love’ or ‘first love’ whatever people called it, well that is until we both started high school, Andy became an ass and I met the group of best friends I am hanging out with now.

I am really thankful that my dad never really liked Andy because he is the only child and ever since he was little he was pretty much a spoil brat, but my mum on the other hand adores him. She thinks his quite a charmer and well he acts like one in front of her anyways.

“I am sorry mum, I don’t respect people that doesn’t respect me back,” I spit, “young lady…I have taught you better than that…” she was going to add more but Andy cut her off, “no! Mrs Lee…Tasman has every right to be rude to me, please don’t scold her.” I was not expecting that but I didn't need his help from him so that I don’t get into trouble.
“Could I please talk with Tass outside Mrs Lee?” Andy asks politely.

Ughhh…..I hate his fake attitude….I have known him long enough to able to see straight through him…

“Yeah of course sweetheart,” I cringed at her pat name for Andy, if only she knew the real him, “Tasman be nice to Andy…his a nice lovely boy,” she said sternly, I love my mum and all but at times like this I can’t stand her.

Once we are in my front balcony, I decided to start off the conversation, “What do you want Andy?” I ask in a harsh tone, “I wanted to apologies about last week Tass….I didn’t mean anything I said last week….it just rolled out of my tongue I guess…forced of habit….and I know a simple sorry won’t cut it…you once told me that the word ‘sorry’ doesn’t change a thing and you are right…please let me make it up to you… I…I don’t know…I guess take you…you know out?” he asks quite nervously, I hate the fact that we both know each other so well and we do fight a lot, ever since we were kids but we made up pretty quick.

“You should not be apologising to me…you should be apologising to Harry,” I remind him and it was true, Harry was the person he criticise and harass, “I already have,” he told me and I am very surprised by his answer but a happy surprise.

“You have?” I ask a bit too happy about his confession, “I am an ass Tass…but I am not heartless,” he explained. “Yes…yes you are an ass….a pain in the ass…but I am proud of you,” I told him with a smile plastered on my face and I ruffle his hair, “hey don’t mess up the million dollar hair style,” he jokes which made me giggled.

“I was wondering if you… could make it to my birthday party… on Friday afternoon,” he states nervously again, “OMG you birthday is on Friday? How did I forget that? I haven’t even gotten you a present yet….omg…” I yelled in surprise, we’ve never forget each other’s birthday even if we were fighting and this is the first time I have ever forgotten it because my thoughts were too busy on harry.

My words didn’t seem to make him upset but instead he just laughed at my reaction, which made me feel a little better I guess. “You don’t have to get me anything Tass…you turning up is enough and I will also forgive you…for forgetting my birthday if you turn up,” he cooed sweetly with a charming smile, I don’t like Andy, well not in that way at least but he is still my friend, “Sure I will go…I mean I forgot your birthday so… at least I could do is turn up,” I replied with a warm smile.

“Yes...I mean great…you are the best Tass…I will text you the details yeah?” he said giving me a tight hug which I was surprise by but I hugged him back.

(Andy P.O.V)

Oh girls are way too easy to fool…well Tasman is at least, she was and will always be naive, but I can’t really complain to be honest. If I am not getting in her pants then that MUTE kid won’t be getting in hers either. Heck, I would never apologize to that bastard but telling Tasman that I did made her forgive me easier, she is such an idiot.

I have known Tasman a lot longer than that MUTE boy has, I know she thinks the world is like a fairy tale where one day she will meet her prince charming and they will live happily ever after. Oh gosh thinking about his stupidity make me want to laugh, but I know that the only way to get to her is by being sweet and charming which I am an expert on.

On I will enjoy my birthday this year…I will be first person to fuck Tasman…this was what I’ve been waiting for ever since that bet…I will not lose the bet and this moment was just the right time…I will bang her so hard that she can’t walk the next morning…oh I am a genus…

(Harry P.O.V)

I know Tasman was upset with me yesterday but I want to set things straight with her today when I pick her up, but I waited there for an hour and she never did came out of the hospital. I went and ask the registration ladies where she was but they told me she left quite a while ago.

Was she avoiding me? Of course she was…Harry are you that dumb?

I decided to drive to her house and even though she was trying to avoid me we still have music assignment to start which is due in two weeks. As I was getting close to her house I could see two people standing on the porch and as I got closer I could see that it wasn’t just any two people, but it was Tasman and Andy.

What is that prick doing at her house? They look like they are laughing? And why is she ruffling his hair? Oh gosh I can’t take this…she supposed to ruffle my hair….oh no…no…no… he is hugging her and she is hugging him back to….I can’t stand this…

I am not jealous, especially not at that prick and plus I have kissed Tasman, but he haven’t. Then again she never hugged me like that before, she never ruffles with my hair playfully and what hurts the most is that she actually look so happy….I mean I don’t like seeing her upset of course…but I thought she would be upset because of my actions last night…but by the look of it she doesn’t seem to care…and I have just admit it to myself that I like her….

This is the reason why you don’t do relationship and those feeling shits…it is way too painful once it doesn’t go according to plan…

I need to get my mind off Tasman, ever since I have moved here she was always on my mind and the only thing I think about despite my mum. I haven’t been sexually active for at least a month and that is not like me at all….I need a drink…I need it bad….

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