She opened the door and quickly walked outside. She met herself in the sitting room. It spoke volume of wealth and luxury with its rich velvet curtains and plush leather sofas. The walls gleam under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers. There were no paintings or photographs, making Elizabeth more anxious to know who the owner of the house was.She rushed to another room. She noticed a door opening in the opposite direction and rushed to it. She saw a guy coming out of the room. She waited.The guy raised his head and their eyes locked."Elizabeth? Are you okay?"Elizabeth blinked her eyes repeatedly. What the heck is Harlan doing here? Or... The question should be, what the heck is she doing in Harlan's house.He walked over to her and gave her a searching look."Are you okay?" He asked again.Elizabeth muttered "yeah.""I got some clothes for you at the front of the door
Elizabeth looked at Roger in surprise."What do you mean?" She asked.Roger ran his hand in his hair and paced around the little space available for him to walk. All of a sudden, he plunged at Harlan and held him by the collar."Do you want to die?" He shouted at Harlan.Harlan was taken aback by the action that he was dumbstruck, but only for a second."Are you out of you mind, man?" Roger asked in a menacing tone."I should be asking you that. Because, a person in his right frame of mind would not be holding someone else's clothes without no explanation."Roger jerked Harlan vigorously."I have had enough of this insanity of yours! How dare you take Elizabeth to your house and take advantage of her!"Harlan stared at him in shock, "what?""Yo, man, you are crazy and trust me, I will get you in an psychiatrist hospital to get your brain correct
There was a roar of "go! Cecilia!" From the students that had gathered.Harlan tilted his head slightly, "what are you saying?""One-one! It's a draw!" One student's voice rose higher than the rest of the buzzing. There were more hailing from the students."Are you drunk, Harlan?" Cecilia snapped."I should be the one asking you that. If you are not drunk, you won't ask me come knee in front of you and tell you that I am sorry for bumping into you. What exactly do you think you are, a god?""Harlan! Harlan!! Harlan!!!" Was the shout from the students.This is actually the first time Harlan would be getting that type of reaction from the students. He knew he had to use this incident to gain an upper hand and send the message across to everyone that he isn't someone to mess around with.He walked back to Cecilia with a smirk on his face."You know what? The wo
There were gasps from the students as Harlan and Elizabeth walked away from the crowd. When they had walked far away from the crowd, Harlan stopped walking and ran his hand through his hair."I am sorry about that. I didn't mean to involve you in things like this," Harlan said."I am trying not to worry about you, but to be honest, I can't help worrying over your face. It's going to be filled with scars pretty soon. Have you thought about that?"Harlan smiled as noticed the worried lines on Elizabeth's face. She looks more beautiful with that look. Harlan stopped himself from saying that."I will be fine. I need a few things to settle with Jason before revealing my identity."Elizabeth sighed and looked away."Don't worry about me," Harlan said softly."I didn't say I was worrying about you. I am just concerned about your face," Elizabeth said and started walking.
'You must be mad.' Someone sent.'Someone should tell me this girl is on drugs!''I already told you that you are not going to believe it. But I have some more things to share with you to convince you.' The girl sent.She sent several pictures of Harlan and Elizabeth together. Most of them had Elizabeth and Harlan standing really close together. There was one from where Harlan and Elizabeth were standing where they could have a view of the whole college.There was another picture of Harlan and Elizabeth holding hands. And there was also one where Harlan had moved closer to Elizabeth and took her headphones from around her neck and placed them over her ears.There were several pictures of Elizabeth showing her reaction whenever Harlan got into a fight with anyone. The girl sent about thirty seven pictures, all of them had Elizabeth and Harlan wearing different clothes and in different
Harlan got a call from Andrew, telling him that he would love to see him and tell him everything he wants to hear. Harlan prepared for them to meet in one of the least expensive lounges where people would not pay any attention to them."I am sorry for the image we might have portrayed the other day. Simon shouldn't have said that, but he gets some nuts loose in his head from time to time. Makes him unpredictable." Andrew said as he lit the cigar. "Yeah, I understand that you love the Alberts so much that you will be willing to die for them." Harlan said quietly as he took a sip from the soft drink he had requested for."I can't die for anyone actually.""If you are ready to live on the street because of them and continue living as thugs, you are more or less living your life for them. There will be nothing different in dying for them."Andrew grinned, "I love your sense of humour."
"Everyone get out!" Jason growled as he walked into the lecture hall.There was silence. No one moved."Everyone except Harlan should get out before the count of two!" He bellowed.A lot of timid students ran out, leaving the brave ones behind. The ones that didn't get out were at alert.Jason walked over to Harlan who was pressing his phone as if what was happening wasn't any of his concern.Jason dragged Harlan up from the seat, collected the phone from Harlan and threw it across the hall. Harlan stared at him in shock."What the heck!" Harlan shouted.Jason slapped him across the face. And held him by the collar."You are mad, isn't it?""You got to explain what this —" Harlan started to say when a slap from Jason interrupted him."After my warning for you not to have anything to do with Liza you are still bold enough to go af
Elizabeth stood up and yawned. She stretched her limbs. She sat lazily on the bed and took her phone that had been there on silence mode all the while.She had decided that she was going to surprise Harlan with what she came up with on the topic for the research and because of that, she had not gone to school today. Since the rest of the group members didn't seem to be ready to come up with anything with the topic and Elizabeth wasn't ready to get promoted to the final year in college on the basis that her father was the founder of the college, she had done the major things about the research. Having spent more than ten hours doing her research on the topic, the rest was nothing much for the rest of the group members to tackle.As she turned on the phone, she saw about fifty eight missed calls and two hundred messages. On normal days, she got nothing less than fifty messages from people in the college, especially guys who wanted to go on a