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16.

"You know Harry is asking a lot about you." Blair said as we took our seats in class. We had gotten a new seating chart and instead of Carol taking the desk next to Blair, I had acquired it thanks to the computers random picking.

"What has he been asking about?" I asked Blair as we did our worksheet that was assigned durning class. I didn't pay mind of it anyways, I wanted to know more on what I have missed with our group hang outs.

I had missed out on a bunch of stuff when it came to our inner circle. Since I wasn't allowed to leave my house once I had entered it I wanted to know what I had missed.

"He just wonders about you, I think he has feeling for you. Don't think I didn't see you and him on the bridge that night." Blair brought up dropping her pencil on the empty sheet of paper we hadn't even started on.

"That wasn't anything. We got caught up in the moment, nothing more. He doesn't have feeling so for me." I rejected not wanting to think about that might all over again.

"You guys would've kissed if that police officers would have waited four seconds to arrest you two!" Blair stressed arching her brow as if to tell me she was right.

"No we wouldn't have. Harry doesn't have feelings for me and I don't have feelings for him either. We are strictly friends and anyway I met someone." I opened up watching Blair move to a more confused and shocked expression.

"Who could have you possibly met durning your house arrest? Don't tell me you have the hots for the paper boy!"

"No! And okay it's not 1950! We don't have paper boys anymore. His name is Zayn." I smirked as Blair's jaw dropped from the mention of the mystery boy.

"Zayn aye? Okay well how did you meet him? You have to tell me everything!" Blair moves in closer as she waited for me to spill all the details of what Zayn and I talked about and how we first met.

"So he's your gardener?" Blair spoke louder then was comfortably. All eyes darting over to where Blair and I were talking.

"Shut up! Yes he is. B you should see him! He is gorgeous!" I gushed over Zayn's dark eyes and perfectly toned muscles.

"He sounds great! Well if you're happy than I'm happy!" Blair nodded picking her pencil and biting the tip just as the bell rang to signal it was passing time. "Well when you get you're phone back and when your not grounded anymore you will have to introduce him to everyone!"

"Hopefully Louis won't scare him away!" I said slinging my backpack over my shoulder and walked out the door with Blair who's hair looked flawlessly straight today.

"Don't worry about Louis, I would worry more about Harry. I think he really does like you K."

"Harry doesn't like me in that way B. Trust me, the only thing between us is friendship." I assured her before I said my goodbyes to Blair as we split ways.

Harry couldn't have feelings for me. I hadn't even thought about that kiss we almost shared. With all the other clouds of s**t what rained on me I hadn't even given that a second thought. I have been too busy with the fact that my dad might be having and affair. I was giving him the benefit of the doubt however after much thought. I didn't want to accuse him of something so serious and end up being wrong in my assumptions.

He could have been talking to anyone. Although I would have doubted he would have told a business partner he missed and loved them.

"Ken!" I heard a shout come from behind before a rush of a breeze blew my hair slightly.

"Harry!" I enthused him giving him the same high energy greeting.

"So when are you going to stop being lame and hang out with us?" Harry asked walking with me side by side as we both made our ways to class.

"When I'm no longer grounded, you know my parents are stricter than yours. I didn't get off with just a phone and car loss privilege." I told Harry arching a brow.

"I've missed having you around. It's not the same without you hanging out with us." Harry confessed as we turned down another hallway where I would head into my psychology class.

"Trust me, I miss hanging out too. You know I'm just having a bitchin' time with my parents down my throat twenty four seven." Coming to a stop I leaned up against the door of my psychology classroom. My eyes tracking to Harry's playful jade eyes that made me always question my feelings.

"Is your mum still on you for that night?" Harry questioned me even though I didn't want to get into my family life situation. I hadn't even told Blair about everything that had happened. No one knew about my outbursts that earned me extra days of being grounded. No one knew about my dad's alleged affair.

"She wouldn't be Diane Ramsey if she didn't. Anyways I gotta get into class, I'll talk to you later." I half smiled as he said goodbye and walked down the fall to the now less crowded hallway.

Poor H putting his heart out on his sleeve for the Queen K. The only thing he doesn't know is that her heart is captivated by her mothers gardener.