My first Summer
Chapter 3
Throughout the day I get more and more excited. I even refuse to eat lunch.Too scared that I might throw up.
I actually never had a date, I only met boys at parties but none of them ever asked me out. Harry said he would be here at 6 pm. I have two more hours to kill after I get ready. I sigh und sit down on my bed with my laptop and decided to google 'One Direction'. The only song I know is somthing like 'you are beautiful'. I watch a couple of interviews and catch myself giggling. They are just too silly.
"Tara! Harry is hear to pick you up!", my mom yells from downstairs. My heart starts racing. I can almost hear it as i take a deep breath. I take a last look into the mirror. My naturally wavy hair covers my scar, it falls down beneath my chest. A couple of freckles were showing through my tan skin on my face. I slowly walk down to the front door, where I find my parents talking to Harry. "Hey." my voice is so thin that I'm not sure if Harry even heard me. He gives me smile and we leave after Harry says goodbye. I get in the passenger seat after Harry opens the door for me. "Thanks" I whisper. Whats wrong with me? Get yourself together! He's just a boy. We make a small talk on the way to his house. It's small but cute, i guess its the house he was born in. "You want something to drink or eat?" Harry asks. "Can I have water please?" I ask and he nods. I stand there awkwardly waiting for him to come back out of the kitchen. "Could I sit down?" I asked politly. "Oh sorry, ya. Make yourself at home." he answers. I sit on the couch. I want to leave. Right now. I feel my muscles tensing up more by any second I wait for Harry. He finally comes back with two glasses. "Thank you." I say as he hands me my drink. "So what would you like to watch?" Harry asks while pulling a basket out of the shelf next to the TV. He scoots over to me, so I can have a look at his collection of DVDs. I can smell his odour. I'm not sure if its a perfume but it smells heavenly. "So?" Harry asks after a while. His arm is behind my back, his shoulder slightly touching mine. "Oh, Titanic?" I ask and pull it out of the basket. "Sure." he smiles and starts the movie. I sit back and try to relax. Harry comes back and sits close to me, his arm behind my neck on the back of the sofa. I try to concentrate on the movie but I can't. And Maybe it is better that way, so I won't cry at the sad parts. "Do you like titanic?" Harry asks. I can feel his breath on my skin. "Yes, I have seen it a hundred times." I smile. "Me too." He says excited. We keep on talking, not paying attention to the movie. He is the silliest boy I have ever met. I could hardly breath between my laughter. "You are so silly." I laugh. He smiles and looks into my eyes. His eyes are beautiful, I would say almost perfect. "Are you hungry?" He finally breaks the silence. "A little bit." I smile. "We could cook something." He suggests. "Sure."
We have a blast while cooking lasagna. We sit at the table and start to eat. I take a bite. "It's aweful." I laugh. "Terrible." Harry says. While eating cereal we laugh about our cooking skills. "Please, just please, don't ever open up a restaurant." I joke. "Oh really?" he laughs and starts chasing me around thee house. I reach the top of the stairs and run into a bedroom. Harrys I guess. I look around, completely forgetting about Harry. Too late. He pushs me down on to the bed. He is on top of me. Our laughter disappear as he looks into my eyes. He leans in. "I'm just another teenage dirtbag, baby!" Loudly plays in Harrys pocket. Harry quickly gets up and excuses himself for a second to take the call. I get up from the bed. It was so close. We almost kissed. Right? He was about to kiss me right?
After less than a minute Harry comes back. "I'm sorry." he says. "I think I should leave now. Its almost 2 am." I answer. I don't know why I said that. It just slipped put of my mouth. "Oh...umm okay. I will drive you, ya?" He offers. I nod.
The drive is silent. I feel the awkwardness building up in the small space of his car.
I go to bed right after he dropped me off. We said our goodbyes. But no kiss.
I actually never had a date, I only met boys at parties but none of them ever asked me out. Harry said he would be here at 6 pm. I have two more hours to kill after I get ready. I sigh und sit down on my bed with my laptop and decided to google 'One Direction'. The only song I know is somthing like 'you are beautiful'. I watch a couple of interviews and catch myself giggling. They are just too silly.
"Tara! Harry is hear to pick you up!", my mom yells from downstairs. My heart starts racing. I can almost hear it as i take a deep breath. I take a last look into the mirror. My naturally wavy hair covers my scar, it falls down beneath my chest. A couple of freckles were showing through my tan skin on my face. I slowly walk down to the front door, where I find my parents talking to Harry. "Hey." my voice is so thin that I'm not sure if Harry even heard me. He gives me smile and we leave after Harry says goodbye. I get in the passenger seat after Harry opens the door for me. "Thanks" I whisper. Whats wrong with me? Get yourself together! He's just a boy. We make a small talk on the way to his house. It's small but cute, i guess its the house he was born in. "You want something to drink or eat?" Harry asks. "Can I have water please?" I ask and he nods. I stand there awkwardly waiting for him to come back out of the kitchen. "Could I sit down?" I asked politly. "Oh sorry, ya. Make yourself at home." he answers. I sit on the couch. I want to leave. Right now. I feel my muscles tensing up more by any second I wait for Harry. He finally comes back with two glasses. "Thank you." I say as he hands me my drink. "So what would you like to watch?" Harry asks while pulling a basket out of the shelf next to the TV. He scoots over to me, so I can have a look at his collection of DVDs. I can smell his odour. I'm not sure if its a perfume but it smells heavenly. "So?" Harry asks after a while. His arm is behind my back, his shoulder slightly touching mine. "Oh, Titanic?" I ask and pull it out of the basket. "Sure." he smiles and starts the movie. I sit back and try to relax. Harry comes back and sits close to me, his arm behind my neck on the back of the sofa. I try to concentrate on the movie but I can't. And Maybe it is better that way, so I won't cry at the sad parts. "Do you like titanic?" Harry asks. I can feel his breath on my skin. "Yes, I have seen it a hundred times." I smile. "Me too." He says excited. We keep on talking, not paying attention to the movie. He is the silliest boy I have ever met. I could hardly breath between my laughter. "You are so silly." I laugh. He smiles and looks into my eyes. His eyes are beautiful, I would say almost perfect. "Are you hungry?" He finally breaks the silence. "A little bit." I smile. "We could cook something." He suggests. "Sure."
We have a blast while cooking lasagna. We sit at the table and start to eat. I take a bite. "It's aweful." I laugh. "Terrible." Harry says. While eating cereal we laugh about our cooking skills. "Please, just please, don't ever open up a restaurant." I joke. "Oh really?" he laughs and starts chasing me around thee house. I reach the top of the stairs and run into a bedroom. Harrys I guess. I look around, completely forgetting about Harry. Too late. He pushs me down on to the bed. He is on top of me. Our laughter disappear as he looks into my eyes. He leans in. "I'm just another teenage dirtbag, baby!" Loudly plays in Harrys pocket. Harry quickly gets up and excuses himself for a second to take the call. I get up from the bed. It was so close. We almost kissed. Right? He was about to kiss me right?
After less than a minute Harry comes back. "I'm sorry." he says. "I think I should leave now. Its almost 2 am." I answer. I don't know why I said that. It just slipped put of my mouth. "Oh...umm okay. I will drive you, ya?" He offers. I nod.
The drive is silent. I feel the awkwardness building up in the small space of his car.
I go to bed right after he dropped me off. We said our goodbyes. But no kiss.
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