Chapter 3: Friend Request

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"Accustom yourself continually to make many acts of love, for they enkindle and melt the soul."

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"No." I simply said and quicken my pace once again, but he's desperately following.

"Come on, I'm already trying to be good, you know." He merely shrugged.

I sniffle at his unusual statement, "I didn't ask for it so, no thanks."

"You sure you're not really going to accept my offer?" he sternly said.

I am not in the mood to snort back so I decidedly roll my eyes and typically tries to bypass him, but I think he doesn't have any plans to voluntarily stop following.

"Just leave me alone Harry." I sighed wearily in a low voice, just good for him to hear. 

"Look, you don't want walking down the street with a horrible face, do you?" he spoke in a deep-toned voice. He's exactly getting on my nerves.

"Nobody's here anyway..." I said, "Plus, I don't care." I grimly added as I reluctantly give him a fierce glare.

"Can you please make this easy for me and get in," he demanded impatiently, definitely causing my blood to boil furiously at his absurd statement.

"I'm not gonna fall into your traps again, Styles." I furiously barked. He seems taken back at my sudden remark but he calmly ignores it. I glance down at my watch and twenty-five more dying minutes until I reach home.

Just fucking great.

"Twenty-five minutes left before you get home by foot. But if you have accepted my offer a minute ago then I can get you home in Ten minutes." he disappointedly shakes his foolish head, earning a suspicious glare from me.

"How'd you know?" I fiercely asked as he releases a deep chuckle.

"Wake up Jade, we've known each other for years," he stated carefully, which makes me even more furious in remembering every each and one of his cruel acts. 

"That's why I won't get in your car no matter what," I answered back.

Finally, I saw a pedestrian lane and hoped for the best that the other lane would stop him from following me. Therefore, I quicken my frantic pace but as soon as I was about to cross the shabby street, his car speeds up and bars my way as he forcibly stops his car right exactly in front of me.

"Would you mind!?" I suddenly blurted out and merely rest my knuckles on my hips.

He didn't fight back. Instead, he coolly hops out of his car and cautiously strides towards me with his careless hands resting in his ragged pocket.

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