So, do you like me?
Five
Harry kept staring at me with a frown on his face. I didn't get it. I didn't know what had made him so angry. Yes, it wasn't good that I had lied to him, but why was he so upset? Couldn't we just laugh about it and move on? Should I remember him that just a few minutes ago we were trapped inside a room and now we had to find Mr. Whitman?
"Harry?" I asked, sounding more worried that I intended.
"Let's just encircle this place. We have to keep going".
He was now acting cold and his tone was rude. "But wait!" I said, but he had already started walking.
"Just keep going, Jennifer". Good now he was calling me Jennifer, no more Jen for me. I knew he was angry, but to be honest I was starting to get angry too, and I wasn't calling him Harold, was I?
"Would you please explain to me what the hell happened?" I asked harshly. He just kept walking, very fast, by the way. "Harry!" I ran and tried to catch up with his pace, but I still had to step right in front of him to make him stop. "Harry!" i said again. We were already halfway to reaching the entrance of the museum.
We were looking at each other, our eyes blazing, when suddenly the sound of an engine brought us back to reality.
"Is that....." I mumbled and Harry looked confused. Suddenly he opened his eyes widely and we both started running. We had to run about a hundred yards, while the sound of the bus' engine became weaker and weaker. I never thought something as simple as that, something I hear everyday, could be so terrifying.
The bus was gone.
I started to panick. I couldn't even see the bus on the highway anymore.
"How come they didn't notice we were missing? Why didn't Gordon go check on us, WHY??"
"Jennifer...." Harry said, a bit more calm now, but I continued with my complaint.
"This is impossible, this is... Ohmygod, i can't believe this even happened!!!...This never happens in real life!!"
"Jen..." he tried again, but didn't work.
"We're gonna be here forever and I'll never see my turtle again and I won't go to college" He placed both hands on my shoulders and gave me a shake. "JEN" he yelled. "Calm down".
"HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY BE TELLING ME TO CALM DOWN WHEN A MINUTE AGO YOU WERE MAD BECAUSE I DO NOT HAVE A BOYFRIEND?"
We remained quiet for a minute.
"Do you feel better now?" he asked, knowing that my yell probably made me feel better.
"I think so". I answered, kicking some stones on the ground. I sat down on the pavement where visitors of the museum can park their cars. I felt him following me and eventually sitting next to me.
"Look, I'm sorry"
"This isn't a confessional, you know?" I said. "It's like the 10th time I hear those words today, even if they came out from me".
"Jen..." i turned to face him. I guess I was scared because I really didn't want to stay there forever. I liked Harry, but that didn't matter because not only he didn't like me back, but we also were in the middle of nowhere. "I mean it" he continued. "I was being rude. I was just...Well that doesn't matter, but Im really sorry".
"Yeah, me too. I shouldn't have lied to you". I couldn't stop staring at his beautiful green eyes. "Can I ask you something, Harry?" he nodded. "Why did the thing of my fake-boyfriend upset you so much?"
Harry smiled. It wasn't a happy smile though, but I couldn't figure out the feeling. He looked away like if he were taking courage and then stared back at me.
"Well, for instance, I really like you" he answered.
WHAAAAAT? I thought. What did he say? Can he repeat it? Oh, please, please repeat it.
"I had to take so much courage to ask Mr. Whitman if I could change to the group of two. I didn't know what you would think of that but I had to try. Then I wanted to ask you out and the only excuse I found was to do research before we'd come here".
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This was definitely a dream. This... this kind of things just don't happen to me. I wanted him to continue, but he didn't. He actually looked down and I could tell his cheeks were a bit red, so I considered it as my time to speak.
"I like you too". He instantly looked back at me. His face had a 'icantbelievewhatyouaresaying' expression. "Harry, I've liked for a long time now".
"Harry?" I asked, sounding more worried that I intended.
"Let's just encircle this place. We have to keep going".
He was now acting cold and his tone was rude. "But wait!" I said, but he had already started walking.
"Just keep going, Jennifer". Good now he was calling me Jennifer, no more Jen for me. I knew he was angry, but to be honest I was starting to get angry too, and I wasn't calling him Harold, was I?
"Would you please explain to me what the hell happened?" I asked harshly. He just kept walking, very fast, by the way. "Harry!" I ran and tried to catch up with his pace, but I still had to step right in front of him to make him stop. "Harry!" i said again. We were already halfway to reaching the entrance of the museum.
We were looking at each other, our eyes blazing, when suddenly the sound of an engine brought us back to reality.
"Is that....." I mumbled and Harry looked confused. Suddenly he opened his eyes widely and we both started running. We had to run about a hundred yards, while the sound of the bus' engine became weaker and weaker. I never thought something as simple as that, something I hear everyday, could be so terrifying.
The bus was gone.
I started to panick. I couldn't even see the bus on the highway anymore.
"How come they didn't notice we were missing? Why didn't Gordon go check on us, WHY??"
"Jennifer...." Harry said, a bit more calm now, but I continued with my complaint.
"This is impossible, this is... Ohmygod, i can't believe this even happened!!!...This never happens in real life!!"
"Jen..." he tried again, but didn't work.
"We're gonna be here forever and I'll never see my turtle again and I won't go to college" He placed both hands on my shoulders and gave me a shake. "JEN" he yelled. "Calm down".
"HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY BE TELLING ME TO CALM DOWN WHEN A MINUTE AGO YOU WERE MAD BECAUSE I DO NOT HAVE A BOYFRIEND?"
We remained quiet for a minute.
"Do you feel better now?" he asked, knowing that my yell probably made me feel better.
"I think so". I answered, kicking some stones on the ground. I sat down on the pavement where visitors of the museum can park their cars. I felt him following me and eventually sitting next to me.
"Look, I'm sorry"
"This isn't a confessional, you know?" I said. "It's like the 10th time I hear those words today, even if they came out from me".
"Jen..." i turned to face him. I guess I was scared because I really didn't want to stay there forever. I liked Harry, but that didn't matter because not only he didn't like me back, but we also were in the middle of nowhere. "I mean it" he continued. "I was being rude. I was just...Well that doesn't matter, but Im really sorry".
"Yeah, me too. I shouldn't have lied to you". I couldn't stop staring at his beautiful green eyes. "Can I ask you something, Harry?" he nodded. "Why did the thing of my fake-boyfriend upset you so much?"
Harry smiled. It wasn't a happy smile though, but I couldn't figure out the feeling. He looked away like if he were taking courage and then stared back at me.
"Well, for instance, I really like you" he answered.
WHAAAAAT? I thought. What did he say? Can he repeat it? Oh, please, please repeat it.
"I had to take so much courage to ask Mr. Whitman if I could change to the group of two. I didn't know what you would think of that but I had to try. Then I wanted to ask you out and the only excuse I found was to do research before we'd come here".
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This was definitely a dream. This... this kind of things just don't happen to me. I wanted him to continue, but he didn't. He actually looked down and I could tell his cheeks were a bit red, so I considered it as my time to speak.
"I like you too". He instantly looked back at me. His face had a 'icantbelievewhatyouaresaying' expression. "Harry, I've liked for a long time now".
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