The Bad Boy’s Girl

Sarah's pov


Harry and I had been in the drive way of my house, we both wree just siting their in silence, it was starting to get awkward.

"Harry, I have a question." I told him.

"Hm?"

I Knew I was going to regret asking him. But I needed to know. "Was this a date?"

He Didn't say anything for a while. He didn't even look at me, but then his eyes had went on me. Focusing. I didn't look at him, I couldn't.


"I don't do dates, I dont do relationships." He said coldly.

Something deep in me felt weird. I was hurt. I was expecting that answer though so it wasn't really surprising. "Oh."

"I should get going, there's a party tonight that I kind of want to attend." He said with a sigh.

"okay." I said in a small Voice

"later." He said. Opened the car door and stepped out, I knew that the day would be over eventually. hooefully he isn't mad at me.


He then drove away and I was left alone again.

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