#Chapter31I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest. I watched Harper have his lunch in peace while I kept glaring daggers at him.I could get up from the table and walk out of the cafeteria, but I was hungry and I didn't want to leave the battleground. Not when he was challenging me at my home ground.I gingerly picked up my fork and got back to eating my lunch, quite aware of the sneaking glances Harper constantly threw at me.***The week that followed was one of the most frustrating and exasperating one of my life. In the days that followed, Harper didn't just make a statement, he had gone all out and made a declaration to the world, which landed me in the centre of all the attention and the public's scrutiny.Every damn day, my day started with finding Harper in front of my locker, waiting for me, before the first class started. He had the gall to just turn up even after I told him off.I knew it was absolutely useless to ask him to stop bothering me. So I d

#Chapter33Sam scrambled off the bed when the door bell rang and ran downstairs to open the door to let Harper in.Nat put both of her hand on my shoulders and looked me in the eye. "You look beautiful. Just don't do what I wouldn't do." I smiled and hugged her. She patted me on the back. "I love you, okay. Go now. He's waiting for you.""Aren't you coming downstairs?" "I have to gather all my makeup supplies before Samantha sees this mess and never lets me in her house again." Nat giggled. I looked around and sure enough, the room was a mess. Clothes and makeup were strewn everywhere.I giggled. "I wonder how Samantha controlled herself all this time." She laughed. "I know, right. Have a good time."I looked at her and with as much sincerity as I could manage, thanked her."Hey, you don't thank me, now get your ass downstairs and have a good time."I hugged her again and walked out the room and towards the stairs, which would lead me towards my dat

#Chapter35I walked behind Harper who was a step ahead of me. The door looked exactly how the rest of the house did, beaten, worn and old. He took a key out of his jacket's pocket and unlocked the door. Why does he even need a lock for this place?He held out his hand and gestured for me to go in first. The inside of the house was just as I had expected. The supposed living room had old and beaten furniture, the wallpaper was mouldy and was peeling off the walls. There was a thick layer of dust everywhere and I thanked God that I wasn't allergic to anything or my throat would have closed up by now and I would have undergone an anaphylactic shock!The living room was cast in a soft glow of yellow light which emanated from the adjoining room. I looked back at Harper to check if he was coming after me and not leaving me alone in this God forsaken place.The floor boards creaked under my weight and I prayed that they wouldn't break. That would be so embarrassing!

#Chapter37He was asking me out on another date and I knew what my answer was going to be. I would simply love to go on a second date with him. I really enjoyed myself during the time I spent with him and it certainly wouldn't hurt to have such a night again."I, um, plan to take things seriously with you." What? Take things seriously with me? Who even says that?This was definitely more than I was ready for and everything in me, right now, wanted to protect myself, protect my own feelings. Warning bells started ringing in my head and the only thing I was sure of, right now, was that I just didn't want to get hurt again."Harper, going on a date and taking things to the next level are two different things. Two completely different things." My voice was small and sounded uncertain to my own ears."I know. Look, I asked you to keep an open mind about everything, right?! To keep an open mind about me?! It wasn't so bad, was it?!" His voice became small at the end of his

#Chapter39My words had never come back to bite me in the butt like this. I blushed immediately at the thought of me and Harper rolling in the sheets. "I'm not sleeping with him. Never." I fake shuddered showing them how the very idea repulsed me, which in reality was far from the truth. The thought of sleeping with Harper was exciting and I felt my body heat up in response."You're not going to sleep with him YET!" Sam said."Yup, never say never." Nat said in a cheerful voice. "What am I supposed to reply to him?" I asked the two relationship experts sitting in front of me. I needed to divert their attention from me and Harper having sex to some less dangerous topic."You call him right now and tell him that your answer is yes." Sam shrugged as if everything was that simple."I can't do that.""Why not?" Nat arched an eyebrow."Harper has been picking up fights with me, degrading me and whatnot and suddenly he wants me to be his girlfriend. It just doesn'