Chapter 11

The day had been tiring. I was exhausted. And I needed some support. And I didn’t quite know who to turn to for that. My mom was busy dealing with her own problems, and Harry...

Honestly, even after we had made out passionately in the elevator, I still didn’t know where we stood. We kissed a couple of times. So, what did that make us? Sex buddies? No, no. Kiss buddies. Yeah right.

I went down to the parking lot. As soon as I was about to call a cab, I felt a hand on my waist. I shivered. But I already knew who it was.

I turned to face him. And I was right. It was Harry. His usual smirk was on his face, and I just had to smile back shyly.

“I’m dropping you,” he said, and I frowned a bit. I was kind of annoyed that he thought he could just order me around.

“No. I can call a cab,” I protested, shifting subtly so that his hand was no longer in contact with any part of my body.

“And I say I’m