Not my boyfriend

After a week I saw Ben in college. As usual, he was looking at me angrily but I ignored him. The days without Ben and Harry’s presence were tranquil as I had nothing to stress about the things they do in college. Though Harry wasn’t coming to college, I kept meeting him at his house for dance practice. I liked it. More likely, I loved being his dance partner. He is crazy and he made me learn many movements which I thought I would never try in my life. I started considering him as a friend. Yeah I know he is a player, who uses girls for enjoyment but most of the guys were like that. Harry never treated me as the girl who was there for only enjoyment. He respects me. He cares about me. Guess those were enough to consider him as my friend.

Harry entered in the classroom and kept strolling to me with his usual smirk. As soon as he entered, few girls started strolling to him though they knew I’m his girlfriend. I mean they didn’t know the exact truth so in t