So, do you like me?
Six
There I had said it. I had told him that I liked him. After saying that I even mentioned how weak and strange I felt whenever I was with him, trying to excuse myself for being rude the last couple of days. I couldn't stop staring at my hands and I was feeling weird. I was nervous now and it showed. I suppose it was because I had never confessed my love for somebody before nor somebody I liked had told me they liked me too.
I made an effort and shyly looked at him. He had a smile on his lips, which made me instantly replace the odd feeling I had with something that felt warm.
"Really?" he asked me, his eyes sparking. I nodded. we stared at each other for a few seconds until I eventually looked back at my hands. I imagined myself all blushed, but Harry was blushing too. "Well..." he said. "I guess we should go inside and see what we can do".
*****
There wasn't anybody inside, except for the people who worked at the museum, probably because it was a Thursday and school had just finished like an hour ago. We approached a man who was standing at the reception.
"Excuse me", i said softly. He did not answer. He looked kind of bored and I couldn't blame him. It definitetely wasn't the funnest work. He moved his head to watch me and his expression said he was expecting me to continue talking. "May I use your phone?" It took him another few seconds to react, only this time he shook his head.
"Listen, buddy", Harry interfered sounding a bit like an angry dad. "She's talking to you".
The man frowned at him and then turned back to me.
"I'm afraid you can't use my phone, I'm sorry. There's no signal because a truck crashed against a post a few days ago and as it hit the floor all the wires disconnected, so we're have to stay like this until Tuesday next week".
"Well, tell us where there's signal, then". Harry told the man.
He then told us that if we kept walking, in a few hours we would find a small grocery store. I thanked him and went to sit on a chair. Harry followed. I kept staring at him,playfully.
"What?" he asked me.
"What was that, Mr. Styles? You now think you can order people to tell you things?"
He slightly blushed. "Well, he upset me because he ignored you while I can't even stop looking at you". He sat on the chair next to me. "Well, what are we doing now?"
The smile on my face almost disappeared. Even though I was safe and I wasn't completely alone I was still scared. I didn't know when someone would come back to pick us up, nor if somebody was even coming back at all.
"I don't know, Harry. Maybe we should wait here".
"Are you sure? I bet it's not that far away and my stomach is killing me". He said. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until that moment. "But if you want to stay, then we'll stay" he smiled at me. I wondered if he could tell how distressed I actually was.
After a few minutes I changed my mind and decided that maybe it was a good idea to walk a bit, even though it meant walking away from the museum. That grocery store couldn't be that far by car, so if someone were willing to find us they would continue until they did. I told Harry and we both walked outside.
******
On the way I spent a considerable amount of time trying to start a conversation, but I couldn't think of anything to talk about. I didn't really know Harry, though his mere presence made me feel comfortable.
"So..." he finally spoke. "it's like 5 o'clock already, right?" I took my phone out and turned it on once more. I slightly jumped when I realized he was right. It was five twenty already and it wouldn't take long until the sun would go down. And nobody was there to pick us up yet. I sighed, a bit loudly. I felt Harry come closer to me and his hand touching my arm. We stopped.
"It's okay, Jen. Don't worry. They'll be here at any minute, I promise". he said softly and took a step closer. I immediately hugged him and tightened my arms around him. I felt much better like that.
When I loosened, he didn't and instead said: "I wish we could stay like this forever".
I felt something in my stomach arouse again. I was actually starting to feel that very often.
Not wanting to end the hug, I moved my hands until they met his and whispered "But we have to keep going".
Harry nodded and we continued walking.
I made an effort and shyly looked at him. He had a smile on his lips, which made me instantly replace the odd feeling I had with something that felt warm.
"Really?" he asked me, his eyes sparking. I nodded. we stared at each other for a few seconds until I eventually looked back at my hands. I imagined myself all blushed, but Harry was blushing too. "Well..." he said. "I guess we should go inside and see what we can do".
*****
There wasn't anybody inside, except for the people who worked at the museum, probably because it was a Thursday and school had just finished like an hour ago. We approached a man who was standing at the reception.
"Excuse me", i said softly. He did not answer. He looked kind of bored and I couldn't blame him. It definitetely wasn't the funnest work. He moved his head to watch me and his expression said he was expecting me to continue talking. "May I use your phone?" It took him another few seconds to react, only this time he shook his head.
"Listen, buddy", Harry interfered sounding a bit like an angry dad. "She's talking to you".
The man frowned at him and then turned back to me.
"I'm afraid you can't use my phone, I'm sorry. There's no signal because a truck crashed against a post a few days ago and as it hit the floor all the wires disconnected, so we're have to stay like this until Tuesday next week".
"Well, tell us where there's signal, then". Harry told the man.
He then told us that if we kept walking, in a few hours we would find a small grocery store. I thanked him and went to sit on a chair. Harry followed. I kept staring at him,playfully.
"What?" he asked me.
"What was that, Mr. Styles? You now think you can order people to tell you things?"
He slightly blushed. "Well, he upset me because he ignored you while I can't even stop looking at you". He sat on the chair next to me. "Well, what are we doing now?"
The smile on my face almost disappeared. Even though I was safe and I wasn't completely alone I was still scared. I didn't know when someone would come back to pick us up, nor if somebody was even coming back at all.
"I don't know, Harry. Maybe we should wait here".
"Are you sure? I bet it's not that far away and my stomach is killing me". He said. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until that moment. "But if you want to stay, then we'll stay" he smiled at me. I wondered if he could tell how distressed I actually was.
After a few minutes I changed my mind and decided that maybe it was a good idea to walk a bit, even though it meant walking away from the museum. That grocery store couldn't be that far by car, so if someone were willing to find us they would continue until they did. I told Harry and we both walked outside.
******
On the way I spent a considerable amount of time trying to start a conversation, but I couldn't think of anything to talk about. I didn't really know Harry, though his mere presence made me feel comfortable.
"So..." he finally spoke. "it's like 5 o'clock already, right?" I took my phone out and turned it on once more. I slightly jumped when I realized he was right. It was five twenty already and it wouldn't take long until the sun would go down. And nobody was there to pick us up yet. I sighed, a bit loudly. I felt Harry come closer to me and his hand touching my arm. We stopped.
"It's okay, Jen. Don't worry. They'll be here at any minute, I promise". he said softly and took a step closer. I immediately hugged him and tightened my arms around him. I felt much better like that.
When I loosened, he didn't and instead said: "I wish we could stay like this forever".
I felt something in my stomach arouse again. I was actually starting to feel that very often.
Not wanting to end the hug, I moved my hands until they met his and whispered "But we have to keep going".
Harry nodded and we continued walking.
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