PART 7.. fanficparker

"So, mom thinks you're my boyfriend." You said, pressing your lips in a thin line.

"Yeah, I can definitely understand that. But why, instead of correcting, you are leading her in this misunderstanding?" Harrison scrunched his brows, looking sharply at you.

"Umm... It's because... You know... Well... umm..."

"What? I can't understand!"

"Okay okay," You nodded your head deciding to give him an explanation, "So, the thing is. I know my mom well. She is hellishly impressed by you and now if I say we both aren't together, she's gonna keep pushing me to literally do something that we both start dating. And you can understand, it's a terrible idea." You said holding your head by your finger pretending as if you were getting a headache. He scratched his head at the reason, still unsatisfied.

"So why don't you tell her, you aren't in good terms with me? It's no doubt you hate me..."

"Of course, I hate you. But..."

"But what?"

You groaned this time, pressing your temples by the pads of your fingers.

"I know my dad well too. If he comes to know all the terrible things you did to me, you have no idea how screwed up, you'll be. I am just doing this in order to save your ass." You said, rolling your eyes. Harrison licked his lips as his eyes roamed across the room.

"He's just a bit protective over me, so basically if he knows, you're in danger," You repeated.

"Okay?... But what about Simon? What if it creates confusion and trouble in between your relationship?" Harrison asked, his gaze falling to his shoes as he absent-mindedly taps his foot on the floor.

"What has Simon had to do with this? And what relationship?"

Harrison's head shot up, his forehead puckered as he spoke, "Aren't you both dating?"

"No. Why will I date a jerk?" You rolled your eyes again, hands folded to your chest as your eyes concentrated to the side.

"I don't understand. I mean before that... message... you guys were going on a date, right? So, it didn't work?"

"It did even after your 'message disaster'." You looked at him, rolling your eyes for the third time.

God, where did you learn that? Nevertheless, you continued, "He literally stole my designs!!! I was almost on the verge of being tagged for plagiarism for my own work!! But thank god, I had a 'dated' folder on my computer proving the originality. So of course, I broke up." You sighed dropping your arms to rest on your waist, sighing remembering the struggle of getting out of that mess.

"Oh. I tried to warn you about this but..."

Your eyes went wide at his words.

"About this? How would you know?"

"Yeah. He has previously used his senior's work in the wrong way." Harrison answered.

"So why the fuck, you didn't tell me?!" Your eyebrows scrunched, your tone was sceptical.

"I wanted to but don't you remember Simon said you won't believe and I didn't have proofs and you hated me---"

"Oh. My. God... Wow, Harrison." You fake laughed.

"Listen---" He tried to defend himself but you didn't give him any chance, immediately cutting him off. Your laughs subsided only to be replaced by bitterness.

"Stop making excuses! This is terrible! You're just trying to transfer the blame on me. Like it was my mistake that I hated you and all. It's not a valid excuse. It's not even an excuse!!" The pitch of your voice was on its highest for sure and you hoped Harrison would get submissive by your behaviour but instead, he got angry.

"Excuse?!" He repeated the word as if he was hearing it for the first time.

"So, you're pretending you would listen to me and believe me? Really Y/n? Because the only last thing I remember is you literally slapping me across my face when I wanted to apologize and explain!!!" His voice was way louder than yours but you didn't let yourself suppress under his words.

"Oh wow. Now you want me to apologize for that slap?"

"What the hell! You are making things up. I never said that. It's you who always-"

"Look again you're blaming me!" You puffed out air, sounding irritated.

"What! I am not blaming you. Look, see-see, you're still not ready to listen!!!" He said throwing his hands up in frustration.

"Why would I listen to you anyway? What have you ever done to make me trust your words? All I know is you're a fuckboy, who never cares about anyone's feelings! All I remember is you thinking everyone else is absolutely inferior to you! Why would I listen to an asshole?!" You said louder.

"I JUST DROPPED YOU HOME!" He yelled back.

"Wow. Now you're counting this. Great. You know what Harrison, I don't need your help at all. Take your money, I don't want to owe you anything!" You took the wallet off your pocket and grabbed a handful of bills but before you could divert the money in his direction he held your wrist. You squirmed your wrist in his tight grip only for your wallet and money to drop on the floor.

"What the hell?! Do you think it's about money, Y/n?! Am I this low?! BLOODY HELL!" He dropped your hand and took a step closer to you. You took a step back to each step he took forward only for your back to hit on the wall and he was standing just an inch from you. His eyes felt like blaring flames and you could feel yourself squirming under his intense gaze.

"I was just trying to be nice!!! I am trying to genuinely change. I am trying to change my attitude, my personality, everything you described me with, BUT YOU AREN'T ALLOWING ME TO DO SO!!!" His voice was at the loudest of what you have ever heard. You flinched at his words and immediately he took two steps back.

"Sorry," He mumbled, afraid that he made you afraid. Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes. And maybe he noticed them.

"Please, Please I didn't mean that. I---" He said trying to get closer to you, only for you to make a cold 'don't' gesture by your hand. You clenched your jaw trying hard not to let the tears spill. Your nails dug into the flesh of your palms as you exhaled deeply.

"I will tell my mom you have an emergency and can't stay. I will make up something after. Whatever, you can leave." You said moving your head to the side.

"Please listen---" Harrison tried to softly grab your hand but you swat it away looking much more furious than ever.

"We don't want it anymore. Why waste time?" You said. Before Harrison could even make out your words, you had moved out of the room slamming the door behind. He heard you calling for your mom.

"Oh, Lord. Shit! I am an idiot." He cursed himself realising what he should have realized a lot earlier. He rushed out. His steps were hasty. He saw you walking across the corridor. You heard your mom's footsteps approaching in your direction but before you could walk any further, you were dragged back. Your back was once again pressed to the wall. His blue eyes were boring into yours.

"What now Harrison? I was just about to end... Mmh."

Definitely, you weren't expecting this. He had cupped your cheeks in his hands and his lips were on yours. You couldn't shut your eyes but yet your vision felt blurry. The tip of his spectacles was lightly pressed against your forehead while his eyes were closed. It wasn't exactly a kiss. It just felt like his mouth was pressed against yours, no movement but yet it did make you forget everything for a moment. No matter his lips were a bit chapped against yours but his breath was intoxicating.

"Y/n were you calling me... Oh my god. Do these things inside."

Your eyes widened at your mom's voice and finally, your blurred vision was backed to normal. You heard your mom leaving and getting away from where you both were caught.

'Caught' - Was it even an appropriate word?

After your mom was gone, Harrison slowly pulled away. Your eyes were still wide open like a reindeer caught in headlights.

"Why did you do that?" Your voice was surprisingly like a whisper this time.

"If the opportunity to make you change your perception about me has itself fallen right in front of me, I realised I should not miss it."

(TBC) (Is anyone still reading this book?)

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Published on: 31 Oct'19