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After Emergence (18+)

Chapter 4

Isn't this what you called hanging out with friends?

I did it! I really did it!After that shocking introduction, Steph, Harry, and Liam invited me to go watch Aquaman, which I accepted as a way to step out of my comfort zone. Besides, there was no way I am letting go a chance like this, especially when two of them were from One Direction.

Girls would kill for a chance like this!

Steph explained in the limo that Harry was her childhood best friend and came to help her move in. But as for Liam, he decided to tag along for the fun of it.

Occasionally, as we walk around the malls, the two boys would have to take pictures with some of their fans, who were mostly middle to high school girls. Steph even offered to help take pictures, acting as the expert photographer as if she was used to this.

As we went inside Forever 21 to look around, I stared at a bunch of revealing tops that were in front of me.

I don't really get these sort of things... The models on the poster are so pretty they're not really good examples. They also put too much effort into their clothing. I bet it's all Photoshopped.

I guess I won't buy it.

"You planning to buy anything?" Harry walked up to me as I noticed Steph and Liam headed off into a different section. Now, it was only the two of us.

"U-um no."

Gah, I bet I sound so awkward right now.

I hope he doesn't mind.

"I bet this will look cute on you," Harry picked out a crop top and placed it on my shirt. "Hm. Yes, maroon is a good color, it goes well with your blonde hair."

This is the first time somebody's called me cute...

"Huh... Cu-... I mean... It's fine! I-I'll buy it then..." I stammered, holding onto the crop top he gave me.

"Nah, I'll buy it for you. Think of it as a present," Harry took it away from me and smiled. "I was wondering if you are a model by any chance?"

"Huh... Um... N-No..." I twirled part of my hair around repeatedly. Gradually, my face grew hot and I could feel it becoming a ripe tomato.

"Seriously? The first time I saw you, I thought you were definitely a model! You're way cuter than the girls at this college."

It's embarrassing getting praised... Wait... Is this what you call... flirting?


Harry Styles... Does he really think I am cute?

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