You are my precious obsession

Chapter 9

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"What the hell, Henry? Atleast knock before you come in my office."

My gaze was locked onto the ground, my forehead sweaty. I couldn't imagine Hannah as a murderer. Please tell me I am wrong. Please. "They pointed at Hannah." I mumbled.

"What? Pointed at her for what?"

"That she is the girl the victim was interested in." I said, my voice uncertain.

"The girl who you thought was the killer?" She crossed her legs, I finally raised my head and looked at her, nodding. She burst out laughing. "I told you, I told you it was useless!"

"Tsk. You are no help. I'm leaving." I frowned, making it seem like I was actually about to leave. She stopped me, just as I thought she would. "What? Wasn't I being useless?"

"No no, I mean, you are," she smirked, and quickly shook it off. "I-I meant, you are not. Now Hannah's the murderer?" She laughed again.

"I...don't know." I muttered, looking down again.

"Idiot, usually you are the rational thinking one." She pitied me, I rolled my eyes. "Yeah yeah, keep rolling 'em until you find your brain back. Did you forget that she was with us in the mall when that murder happened?"

Finally, my tightened chest relaxed. Ofcourse she's not the murderer. She was with us when that murder happened, so, she's clear. "She's not the murderer." I beamed a relaxed smile.

"I swear love makes people blind." She looked at me playfully.

"For the last time, Penny, I don't love her like that!" I resented, my forehead wrinkling. "She's my bestfriend, that's all there is!"

"You do! You just don't see it!"

I heaved a loud sigh.

"I'm not blind, Henry. You care for her way too much. I can see it, y'know." She finally lowered her voice from screaming.

"Now caring for someone means loving them?" I grit my teeth, she's annoying as hell. I know about my own feelings more than you, miss annoying.

"No, but," she grunted, probably at loss of words to argue back. "FINE! Then prove that you don't love her. That must be easy for you cause you don't love her, right?" 

Weren't we talking about the case a minute ago? Well, if I finally prove to her that I don't have feelings for Hannah, then atleast she will leave me alone after that. "Yes. I will prove it. Then you better stop pestering me about this."

"Deal." She grinned as if she had already won. Poor thing, she's going to lose terribly.

I blinked a few times, waiting for her to continue on how exactly do I prove that I don't have any feelings for Hannah. "How the hell am I supposed to prove it? Murder her?" I joked.

"That's a good way too," she laughed. "But, let's make it easy."

"It better be."

"It's just a ten seconds thing." She shrugged confidently, I was in the verge of bursting into laughter. Love's too complicated to be proved in just ten seconds. "You don't take your eyes off her for ten seconds, and if you don't feel your heart going crazy, I'll accept my defeat."

I burst into laughing. I have been looking at her for fifteen years, and if I stare at her for ten seconds now, my heart will go crazy? Is she serious?

"Laugh while you still can." She smirked, shooing me off.

"Is that a death threat?"

"No, it's a love threat." She waved her hand at me. "Now go, do it."

"Right now?"