Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

 

 

Taryn's POV

"Spit it out."

"What are you talking about Harry?" I chuckled nervously.

Harry walked over to me and sat down on my bed.

"You know you can tell me anything and everything right? I've told you that before." He sighed.

I remained silent. Shit. I'm caught.

"Why are you pretending you got memory loss??"

"I don't know what you're talking about.." I shook my head.

"Dammit TJ! Just tell me." He hissed.

"I don't know what you're saying!" I screamed.

"Tell me or I'll tell the boys and your father about what I think." He stood up.

"Fine! Just keep your mouth shut." I groaned.

"Tell me why. I wanna know why." He sighed.

"Not here. The last we talked about something someone was eavesdropping." I said, glancing at the door.

"Alright. Dress up and i'm taking you somewhere tonight." He said as he got up.

"Okay. Leave my room. I'm gonna go change now."

"I can always watch you change." He winked.

"Wait 'til my dad hears about this." I laughed.

"NO! I was just kidding! I'm leaving now. SEE YOU WHEN YOU'RE READY!" He shouted, racing out of my room.

God bless that boy!

 "HARRY I'M READY!" I screamed as I walked in the living room.

"Alright m'lady. Let's go." Harry jumped up as he walked towards me.

"Woah, woah. Where are you guys going?" Niall asked.

I looked at Harry, because I didn't even know the answer to that question.

"Just gonna drive around and probably get some starbucks." Harry shrugged.

"Just you two?" Niall cleared his throat.

"Yeah. We'll be back in a jiffy." Harry said as he pushed me out of the house, waving bye to everyone.

"Niall looked like he's willing to rip my head off." Harry sighed.

"I wonder why." I raised an eyebrow, looking at the arm he has wrapped around my waist.

"Oh, sorry.." He blushed, removing his arm from me.

"That's alright." I laughed.

We started driving around, just around anywhere. No particular destination.

"Sooo... Wanna tell me now?" Harry asked..

"Well.. It was for my own safety." I said, looking out the window. I was too scared to look at him.

"What do you mean?" 

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