Chapter 12:
Be With You

"I. . . I don't understand. I don't like crowds. I don't like meeting other people. You're the only one I met."

Harry closed his eyes and continued to fiddle with the pen that was in between his right index and middle fingers. The material being delivered by Mr. Howard is really boring, but when has it been not? If only he didn't remember yesterday he was truant, maybe Harry chose to skip class today.

"I don't know, I just want to be with you. Do not leave me please." The girl's soft voice still echoed in Harry's mind.

This morning, Harry woke up again in a sitting position in his mother's work chair, with his head hanging on the table. When Harry woke up, the girl was not there, only leaving a dead mannequin in its original position.

Everything is confusing. Harry thought he was going crazy. But honestly, this madness was okay because in fact, Harry felt the same way, as the girl felt whenever they were together.

I just want to be with you.

It's ridiculous. The uttainable Harry Styles, who is notorious for changing his girlfriends with ease, suddenly wants to be with an unreal girl, whose existence is very much still in doubt.

Finally, the class ended. Harry quickly tidied up his belongings into his bag and walked away from class, earlier than the rest of his friends. Harry runs into Liam and Louis who appear to be walking, about to go to their usual hangout place, which is in the canteen. But Harry ignored them and chose to go where his car was parked.

He really needs some time alone. After college, Harry went straight home, which is not as usual. It had been almost two days since he had been out of the house, Harry couldn't help but admit that he missed his mother. Harry caught his breath when he found a familiar car in his yard. Harry parked his black car behind the black Toyota before stepping into the house.

"Mum?"

Harry called for his mother, glancing left and right. Harry sighed. This house holds many memories and all of them are the best memories Harry has. But there was also a bad memory, one that Harry could never forget.

"R-Robin. . ."

Harry closed his eyes when he heard his mother's sigh, just when Harry was about to knock on the room, to check whether his mother was in or not.

Harry's hands clenched into fists. The bad memories were repeated yet again. The memory is when his mother has sex in her room, with Robin Twist, who is someone's husband. Yes, they committed adultery. Because of the affair, they destroy the happiness of two families at once.

Not long after their affair was exposed, Robin's wife immediately filed for divorce. As for Harry's father, Des? Harry doesn't understand, what is clear is that Des wants to forgive Anne every time and asks Anne to stay with him. But unfortunately, it was Anne who filed for divorce, which is still in trial.

"Harry?"

Harry, who had been silent in his own thoughts, turned around when he heard the voice. A thin smile appeared on Harry's lips to find his father, whom he had not seen for almost a month, was seen standing near the stairs, staring at him closely.

"Hey, Dad."

Harry stepped closer to his father and as much as possible led his father away from Anne's room. Harry knew that his father loved his mother very much, but Harry did not want his father's heart to break to hear what was going on in there.

"I missed you, Dad."

This is unusual. Harry immediately hugged Des tightly, making Des confused. But, Des hugged Harry back. They hugged for quite some time, before Harry pulled away.

"I haven't seen you since I got home." Des stated. Harry sighed and placed an arm around his father, leading him slowly down the stairs.

"I have a lot to tell you, Dad."

As much as possible, Harry led Des away from his mother's room.

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"Because of you, Niall, Harry got mad at all of us!" Niall pouted as Louis scolded him with such words. Liam even gave Niall a sneer. Only Zayn was silent, with an expressionless face.

"I've apologized repeatedly to him, but he said nothing. Besides, you know how I am. I'm honest. The story Harry told was completely absurd!" Niall defended himself. Niall's hand stirred the vanilla milkshake with emotion.

"But you shouldn't be saying something to offend him! You know how Harry's being very sensitive. His parents are getting divorced, he just broke up with the girl he was aiming for since first semester! " Liam said at length.

Niall lowered his head, feeling guilty.

Zayn, who was initially silent, started to get up from his seat. Without saying anything to his three friends, Zayn walked away, leaving the canteen. Leaving his three friends who stared at Zayn's departure with resignation.

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"Thank you."

Harry raised a brow once he heard those two words escaped from the lips of the beautiful girl who was sitting opposite of him at this time. To hell with all the insanity his four friends accused Harry of, right now Harry only needed one friend to share his problems with. She doesn't need to give advice, as long as she would listen to all of Harry's complaints, that's already very kind and more of what Harry could've asked for.

"Thank you? For what?" Harry asked.

Somehow, the feeling of awkwardness, fear and doubt that used to be in Harry's mind about this girl in front of him, suddenly disappeared. The girl smiled sweetly and really, Harry was sure that many men would do anything to be with this girl.

"Because you want to come back, to see me. Because you want to spend time with me. So thank you for that."

The corner of Harry's lips pulled upward in a beautiful curve. Harry nodded slowly. "I'm also grateful. You still want to see me and you still want to be with me. I wouldn't know what to do if you're not around."

The girl drew closer to Harry and suddenly, Harry swallowed hard. With an innocent face, she supported and placed her chin with both of her hands. Her bright blue eyes focused on one single thing, Harry's green eyes.

"Wh-why are y-you looking at me like that?" Harry pulled himself backwards, trying to get away from the girl who had completely screwed him up the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Damn, those beautiful blue eyes and. . . shit, her lips!

The girl chuckled with amusement and it felt great to see her chuckle, let alone laugh. Her laugh was like music to Harry's ears, as cheesy it sounded but it was the truth. The way she laughed is a beautiful sight for Harry. Her eyes were partly closed. A few creases appeared near her eyes. Her cheeks were rosey and flushed. She was so beautiful. . . and just above all perfect.

"I like your eyes. It's green." The girl stopped laughing and smiled before continuing, "You have very beautiful reassuring eyes that I like."

Harry looked away quickly. Shit. Did this beautiful girl just compliment me?

Then, why is Harry's heart beating faster? In fact, Harry was sure that his cheeks must be red as a tomato by now. How much influence can this girl effect Harry?

"Th— Babe! Stop looking at me like that!" Harry ordered, without looking at the face of the blue-eyed girl who was still chuckling with amusement.

"Fine. I'm sorry, Babe. "

Harry stifled a laugh and immediately turned to the girl who had just called him Babe. Harry raised an eyebrow, trying to cool down his blushing face.

"What did you just call me?" Harry asked.

The girl raised a brow. "Babe?"

Harry's smile grew. "I love it when you call me Babe. Thank you." Harry winked at the girl who immediately smiled.

Harry glanced at the watch wrapped around his wrist. It's already twelve o'clock midnight and tomorrow, Harry has to attend class at eight in the morning.

"Looks like I'll spend the night here again. Do you mind? " Harry asked, getting up from his sitting position on the floor, and walked towards his mother's work chair which was a little more comfortable than having to fall asleep on the hard floor.

The girl shook her head and her eyes sparkled. "I honestly love it when you're with me."

Harry's smile grew wider. Harry began to fold his arms on the table, serving them as a pillow for his head.

"I'm staying until the A.M. Goodnight and sweet dreams, Babe. "

The girl nodded before answering, "Goodnight and have sweet dreams to you, too, Babe."

Harry smiled broadly at the girl's reply, before resting his head on the folds of his arms. Harry sighed before closing his eyes, forcing himself to sleep and get lost in his dreams which he hoped it would be about the beautiful girl he's spending time with.