Chapter 7

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Playlist: ocean eyes by Billie Eilish and woman by Harry styles
You know gym class means that you have to gym, an all too well English voice says to me and I look up to see Harry in front of me, am I allowed to say how sexy he looks in his basketball uniform.

I don't gym I say as if it's obvious. All these towns kids take their gym class seriously, I mean all of them are doing laps so gracefully, even Stacey.

You a feisty one aren't you ? he says mockingly. With a devilish grin playing on his face

Did you run all of this way to annoy me I ask sarcastically and he holds his arms up in defense

Why is it working he questions jokingly and I shake my head  and hide it in my palms to prevent smiling

Oh trust me it's working I nod with a half-smile as I try to avoid that green eyes

There's a party at my crib tonight you should come he says confidently. I must say those gym shorts hang perfectly on him

I don't do parties, or crowds or any form of socializing so that's a hard pass plus I have a thing to attend after school I say as I look at my arms that's boiling under this long sleeve vest top, I had no choice though because I still have bandages on my arms.

She would love to come a chirpy voice says next to him and I get annoyed because Stacey can't mind her business

You see Sandra agrees Harry says with a smirk and Stacey looks at him in confusion

Her names Stacey I comment as I fold my arms together, but the way his face flushed in embarrassment makes me want to laugh

Same thing he shrugs
No, it's not Stacey says In defense and I nod in agreement.

Styles it's basketball practice not pulling session the coach across the field yells angrily and Harry curse something under his breath

Look just come okay, Sandra make sure she comes he says quickly before dashing off onto the field

It's Stacey! she yells back before looking at me with pleading eyes

No, I instantly say

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