The Chase

Do opposites attract? Find out when badass Harry meets normal Chloe. Things change fast in college don't they? ;)


13. Chapter 13

Chloe's POV

*Beep beep beeep beeeep beeep bee-*

I fucking hate that sound. I sit up and throw the whole alarm clock on the floor, clearly not in a good mood. Confusion draws across my face as I realize where I am; my room. I look around and Alex is in her bed sleeping as usual in the mornings. I glance down at myself and I'm in my outfit from yesterday. How am I here though? I must have fallen asleep with Harry yesterday. So he must have carried me in here last night? That's the only way I could have possibly gotten here. My mood softens a little as I realize that Harry actaully cares enough about me to take me back to my room. I know it doesn't seem like hardly anything, but it just warms me up on the inside knowing that Harry is a caring guy.

I literally roll out of bed and am still not in the mood to go to class. I trudge over to Alex's bed and plop down right next to her.

"Chloe? What are you doing? You need to get ready for class." She groggily says to me.

"I dont wannnnaaaa. Can you go to class for me today pleaasee"

"Very funny. But you seriously better get your butt out of bed if you dont want to be late" she warned me.

"Maybe I'll just stay in bed then." I sighed

"Fat chance, now get your ass to class" Alex said before pushing me out of the bed and onto the floor. Alex put her second pillow over head and rolled over back into her sleep.

I look over at the clock to see what time it is, but then I realize that I broke the clock earlier so I check my phone and see that its 7:30! I strip and take a 2 minute shower in my bathroom because I have no time to go down the hall and literally throw on jeans and a flannel. My hair is tossed into a messy bun and with a swipe of mascara I'm out the door. I realize my books must still be in Harry's room, but before I can go there to get them I bump into him in the hallway. Jeez, I was in such a rush I didn't even see him.

"Woah, watch it there psycho" he laughs as he picks up the books I made him drop on the ground.

"Oh sorry, I was just in such a rush. Do you have my books I left in your room yesterday?" I ask, still out of breath.

"As a matter of fact I do. I was actually just about to knock on your door to give them to you."

"Oh, um thankyou. And by the way thank you for taking me back to my room last night Harry. I know it doesn't seem like a lot, but just thankyou." I geekily state.

"I'd do it again babe." He says as he throws his arm around me and we start walking to class. I can't help but want to giggle every time he calls me babe. He probably says that so much because british people tend to say that a lot right? Shit, I don't know. I just know that I like it.

Harry and I walk into class as an item. Of course Nicks face turns into a scowl when he sees that. I haven't talked to Nick since we fought last week, he's probably mad at me. I cautiously approach him and slip Harry's grip as I take my normal seat next to Nicky. He doesn't say anything, so I guess this is my time to apologize.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you last week and then not talking to you all weekend" I gush to him. He lets out a loud sigh hefore turning to face me.

"I'm not mad Chloe. You know I only want the best for you."

"I know, and I shouldn't have overrreacted last week" I said back to him.

"You didn't overreact, it was his fault" Harry says.

"Harry! We are not starting this again. Either be nice or I'm changing seats. I WILL NOT get kicked out of class again." I sternly say

"Now don't you see why I don't like him?" Nicky whispers to me.

"That's it, I'm moving seats. Whatever you two have against each other needs to stop." And with that I got up and moved to the back of the room. Harry and Nicky both started to get up to come sit next to me but Professor Hodges walks in so they have to stay seated. They look back at me and I smirk in satisfaction.

As usual class dragged on in silence, and I became quite bored, so I started to doodle. My attention was drawn when I noticed that Harry and Nicky were.......talking? What? This can't be good. What are they talking about? I need to know.

Harry's POV

Just as I get up to go sit in the back with Chloe the damn professor walks in and I have to stay next to this dimwit. I look back at Chloe and she just gives me a smile in satisfaction.

I look over at Nick and see that he is just looking at notes. What a nerd. I lean over and tap him on the shoulder.

"What do you want?" Annoyance clear in his voice.

"Look, just because I'm talking to you doesn't mean that I like you, because I don't". I start off with.

"Then why the hell are you talking to me?" He says.

"I just want you to know that I appreciate what you did for Chloe with that bastard Brandon. She told me all about it, and I'm glad that you were there to help her. That kid is a fucking punk." I say

He looks up from his notes and smiles a little at my admiration. "Of course. I wasn't going to let that asshole get away with doing that to Chloe. He is a goddamn waste of space. I swore if I ever saw him again I would ruin him." Nick said. I smiled at that too.

"Yea. When I was out with Chloe the other night we ran into him and Chloe went into complete hysterics. I went and found him the next day and told him that he even ever thought about Chloe or even hurting another woman again that I would end him".

"Right on Harry. That faggot better watch his back" Nick said, and at that we both burst out laughing. "I just don't want Chloe to get hurt again ya know?" He added on.

"Of course. I would never hurt Chloe. I could never hurt Chloe. You have nothing to worry about." Just as I finished my statement Professor Hodges gave us our assignment and the class was dismissed. I gave Nick a nod in which he returned, and then I walked out of class to wait for Chloe.

Chloe walked into the hallway and walked over to me, confusion spread across her face.

"Hey babe" I said as I leant down and planted a small peck on her lips.

"What were you and Nick talking about in class" she asked as we started to walk.

"Well maybe if you didn't throw a fit and move seats you would know" I said to her with a smirk.

"Harry shut up. Just tell me" she whined.

"Now now" I teased her even more.

"Ugh, whatever" She said as she started to walk away, clearly not in a good mood.

"Chloe come back here, I was only joking with you." I said. She turned around sighed, and walked into my open arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm just not a good mood today." She says.

"Why not" I ask her.

"Tired. And stressed about having to see Brandon. And annoyed that I ruined our date" she gushed.

"Well how about I cheer you up then. What do you say we ditch the rest of today and go on our make-up date?" I suggest.

"I don't know. I still have music theory today. Do you have any other classes today?" She asks.

"Just art, but thats nothing." I said. Her face turns into one of thinking when she hears what I said. She looks at me nervously and says,

"Speaking of art, why did you get so mad at me when I saw your art the first day we met? We never talked about it." My face cringes at the thought my art reminds me of.

"Goddammit Chloe! Why did you have to bring that up?" My voice rises.

"Why are you mad?! All I did was ask!" She says back to me.

I sigh. "I'm not mad, you just don't know ok?"

"Well I want to know Harry. You know my dark story, why can't I know yours" she says.

"You don't want to know, trust me." I say. She steps closer to me taking my hand in hers.

"I do Harry. I really do. Let's skip the rest of the day. Come on Harry, let me in."

"It's not that easy Chloe" I tell her.

"Can you at least try please" she literally begs me.

"Fine, but not here." I say. She looks up at me and nods, and I lead us back to my room.

We reach my room and I open the door and guide Chloe to the bed. She sits down on the bed at looks up at me expectantly as I start to pace the room. I stop in front if her and begin my story.

"Before I say anything, promise me you won't leave me after you hear what I have to say?" I say nervously, as my heart rate quickens for her response.

She looks me in the eyes and grabs my hand. "I promise Harry."

She makes room for me on the bed and encourages me to continue.

"It all started with my mum......."

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