Chapter 6:
Familiar

"This is a record, Harry. For the first time in forever, Harry Styles has been able to survive a week without being seen holding hands with a girl. Wow, just wow."

Harry rolled his eyes in boredom when his friends seemed to be celebrating Harry's single status in the past week. In fact, Niall's fate is far more pathetic than Harry's. The Irish young man has absolutely no partner or lover in his life since birth.

"I don't have the time to spread my charms this week. When I get home from the campus, I have to pick up my mum and I can't go anywhere. But, when Gemma and Dad comes back, I'll finally be free and you will all cry because the girl you guys like will now like me. " The laughter of Harry's three friends (except Zayn) stopped and the three young men pursed their lips.

"If you dare to even approach Michelle, I won't acknowledge you anymore." Liam threatened.

"Lily is not the girl you deserve. If you approach her, I'll make sure your life will be a living hell." Louis' said in a menacing tone.

Niall glanced briefly at his two friends who were threatening Harry before staring at Harry with a frightening expression.

"Just one step at my Nandos, that'll be the last second you will live on earth. "

Harry, Louis and Liam were silent, staring at Niall, while Zayn tried desperately to hold back his uncontrollable laughter. Having the three friends' serious expressions, Niall put on an innocent face. The young man shrugged his shoulders before saying, "You know what, speaking of Nandos, I have to go there. Nandos is my everything. I'll see you lads!"

Niall got up and walked away leaving his four friends in the cafe who were still staring at Niall's departure with a serious face. "We have to do something." Louis spoke up, staring alternately at Harry, Liam and Zayn.

Liam nodded quickly. "You're right. Just because he has never been touched by another woman besides his mother and sister, he is mentally disturbed. "

Louis, Harry and Zayn paused to digest the meaning of Liam's sentence before bursting out laughing simultaneously.

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After gathering with his four friends, Harry immediately drove to the boutique, to pick up his mother at once. . . well, Harry is still very curious about the beautiful girl who he met last night. Unconsciously, a smile appeared on Harry's lips and the young man's mind was filled with ideas which he thought were so brilliant and very extraordinary.

"Okay, here's what we're going to do, Harry. First, ask her what her name is, ask for her phone number and arrange our first date. Then, I will introduce myself as none other than the handsome Harry Styles Then, I'll ask her to be my girlfriend. Simple as that. Man, which girl can even reject me?!" Harry said to himself, when the car he was driving stopped at a red light. The handsome young man glanced at the reflection of his face in the rearview mirror and smiled broadly.

"Casey, do you think you're the only one who can get new boyfriends so easily? Have you forgotten who I am? I'm Harry Edward Styles. I will get what I want, faster than the wind. " Harry grinned widely before finally driving back to Anne's boutique after the red light was replaced by a green light.

The car that Harry was driving stopped in the parking lot of London's finest boutique. Harry immediately stepped out of the car and walked into the boutique. Once he got inside, Harry's eyes wandered around, scouring every side of any room in the boutique, hoping his eyes caught the figure he was looking for. But he found nothing.

Anne did not lie when she said that her work was very standard. Walking around inside the boutique, but Harry never found her. Harry gave up and chose to immediately go to the mother's room.

"Mum?"

Harry called his mother when he got to the room. Anne, who seemed to be measuring the body of her new mannequin doll, turned around and smiled.

"Afternoon, honey. Are you done hanging out with your handsome friends?"

Harry sighed and nodded slowly before pulling out a chair and sitting down on it. Harry's eyes were fixed on the mannequin doll that her mother was measuring. Harry took a deep breath and held it in. Harry closed his eyes and shook his head. That face. . . it's very familiar. Why is her face so similar to. . .

"Harry?"

Anne's voice pulled Harry back into reality. Harry opened his eyes and smiled at his mother. "Yes, Mum?"

"Can you help me?" Anne asked and Harry nodded, he got up from his chair and approached Anne.

Harry's eyes were completely studying the mannequins in front of him at this time, especially the face. Her face is smooth like porcelain. But really, why did this mannequin's face remind Harry of. . .

Shit. Was I really hallucinating last night?

Harry cursed silently, shaking his head. Harry has confirmed that the mannequin's face is very similar to the girl's face he met last night.

I must be going crazy.

Harry shook his head again, trying to erase all his thoughts about the girl he had met last night and this doll.

"Harry?" Anne's voice interrupted Harry's mind again. Harry turned to look at his mother and tried to smile his usual kind and friendly smile.

"Your face is pale. Are you sick?" Anne asked worriedly.

Harry shook his head. "I'm very healthy, Mum and what can I do for you?"

"Are you sure?"

Harry nodded firmly. "Help me measure the lengths of the mannequin's hands, neck and feet. The model who will be wearing the dress of my design has the same body shape as this mannequin. " Harry nodded and began to reach for measuring tape that Anne had used. Harry started to do as Anne ordered, although cold sweat started to form on his temples.

Anne and Harry stayed at the boutique until eight in the evening before deciding to head home and get some rest. However, just as the car Harry was driving arrived at the gate of their house, Harry realized one thing. He left his phone behind. At the boutique. Dammit.

"Mum, I left my phone. I have to go back to the boutique and get it. You can just go in and rest." Harry said hurriedly.

Anne gave a small yawn and said, "Can't you just get it tomorrow? Your phone will not be lost, I can guarantee. "

Harry shook his head. "I have to go to the university tomorrow morning. And I also saved important files in my phone that I will be needing for tomorrow. It's urgent."

Anne nodded slowly before removing her seat belt. "After you get your cellphone, go home and rest immediately."

Harry smiled and leaned forward a little so he could kiss Anne on the cheek.

"Sleep tight, Mom. I love you. Good night. "

Anne smiled as she opened the car door and then said, "Be careful on the road. I love you, too, son."

The nearly half-century old woman got out of the car and walked into the house. Harry has to make sure his mother gets into the house safely before turning around to head back to the boutique, retrieving the phone he left behind.

When Harry was finally alone in his car, he sped his car away down the highway. But when he's with Gemma or with his mother, he takes extra precaution and makes sure he's driving safely. If Anne finds out what Harry is going, Anne will surely be furious.

Normally, it takes Harry half an hour from their house to get to the boutique, but when Harry drove alone, it only took less than ten minutes.

After asking permission and the key from the guard, Harry immediately entered the boutique and headed straight to Anne's study.

The door to Anne's study was slightly ajar and Harry started to really feel like a madman when he found the same girl as last night, doing the same thing, wearing clothes that. . . clothes that Harry remembers Anne designed today. Just like yesterday, the girl didn't notice Harry because she was too busy sweeping the floor. However, as she turned around to sweep the rest of the floor, the girl froze.

Harry's intimidating gaze fell on the girl whose body began to tremble, terrified of Harry's burning gaze. After staring at the girl for quite some time, Harry closed his eyes and sighed slowly before looking back at the unknown girl.

"Who are you?"