"I'm sorry okay, don't create too much scene." I scolded him and as a response, he narrowed his eyes at me before folding his hands in front of his chest.
"Really?!" He raised his eyebrow, his tone held accusation.
"Who is creating a scene here? You or-- me?" He pointed a finger at his chest when he said the word me.
"You have been absent for a month and you didn't even attend my call." He snarled like a Rhinoceros.
Harry's POV:12 hours before......She is trying her best to seek my forgiveness. But no, I'm not let them happen that easily. If she thinks I'm behaving so rude towards her, that's not a matter to me but she has to learn her mistake. Whatever she said inside the classroom is still haunting me. How easily she said those words while I was suffering here for her. "I don't need any of your permission and it's none of your business." It is still hunting me in my sleep. How could it be possible for her? Doesn't she feel anything towards me?
Sheila's POV:Even though he had hurt my feelings, It is difficult to see him in a broken state. I wanted to punch his pretty face and hit his hard chest but seeing him in this state melted my heart like an ice burg. His eyes were bloodshot red as he was crying for hours.I wiped his tears from his cheek but it still pooling down like a snowfall. "Harry, what happened?" I inquired him."I'm sorry, Sheila. It's all my f
Sheila's POV:"Harry, I can't take it. You already did a lot for me. I don't know how I am going to repay for everything. So please don't force me into this." I pleaded. He let out a long defeat sigh before pulled his hand back. "Okay fine." Then he raised his hand and palm up gesturing me to give him my phone. I furrowed my brows but gave it to him anyway. I wonder why he asked for my phone. Does he angry for I didn't accept his new phone and going to break mine?He smiled at me by wit
Sheila's POV:Right now we are in the living room, chatting and talking about our childhood memories. Quinn shared her sweet memories with us. Look like she had been so funny in her childhood. She narrated that one day she and Harry went fishing with her Grandpa. She didn't catch any fish for about an hour, so her grandpa advised her to put a big bait to feed the fish. She thought for a bit and pushed harry into the river. She thought Harry was big enough to feed the bunch of fishes so she may catch lots of fish. But finally, they both ended up getting grounded for a month.
Sheila's POV:As usual, I'm trapped inside my classroom. The lecture was so boring as hell, for that, I wanted to get rid of this session if possible, but I know it won't happen since my internal mark depends upon my attendance and I want to score the full marks.Tapping the pencil between my forefinger and the middle, I looked at my left side and tried my best not to create a hilarious laugh. Don't get me wrong, a boy sitting beside me was sleeping his head out!I averted my gaze from him and focused on the person who was taking English class not bothering to check whoever is listening to him.<
Sheila's POV:"The injury is so deep, please take care of you. Don't get near the water until your wound gets dry." The nurse said pulling the knot around my palm. "Okay," I said faintly eyeing my bandage covered palm. I thanked her before walking out of the medical room and there I saw Harry was standing near the office room, the one next to the medical, wearing nothing but a worried expression on his face looking in our direction. Once he saw we were coming out of the room, he took a step to approach us. Sheila's POV:He parked his car in front of the fine restaurant that I had been ever before. One of the chauffeurs came and opened the door for us, treating us as a VIP customer. The outer view of the restaurant was beautiful. On top of that, there was written "Shaliya's Restaurant" in a fancy letter."Shall we go?" He asked stretching his hand to hold."Hmm yeah." I held his hand and he directed me towards the table which was located in the corner of the restaurant near the window.
For Her Chapter 24
Sheila's POV:He parked his car in front of the fine restaurant that I had been ever before. One of the chauffeurs came and opened the door for us, treating us as a VIP customer. The outer view of the restaurant was beautiful. On top of that, there was written "Shaliya's Restaurant" in a fancy letter."Shall we go?" He asked stretching his hand to hold."Hmm yeah." I held his hand and he directed me towards the table which was located in the corner of the restaurant near the window.
Sheila's POV:Beep! Beep! Beep!I groaned in frustration when my alarm went off. I pressed the top button of the clock to stop the alarm without even opening my eyes. I didn't get enough sleep last night, the pain in my hand was unbearable as it likes some needles were stuck in my wound and spinning around.I unwrapped the bed sheet from my body before folded it neatly on the bed. My headache is not helping. I wanted to sleep more but my hand is hurting like a bitch. I badly need a coffe