So, do you like me?
Seven
We kept walking, and walking and the damn grocery store never appeared. The sun had gone down a good half an hour ago and it was starting to get really cold. Harry hadn't let go of my hand and I was happy with that. We kept playing the '100 questions' game to know more about each other. I found out that Harry was actually really sweet. I guess I couldn't always see that due to all of the people in school giving him attention sometimes making me think he was one of those popular boys that we see in the movies.
Another twenty minutes passed and I could tell he was starting to worry as well.
"Do you think it's still too far from here?" I asked him.
"I don't know" he told me with a soft voice. We stopped and I yawned. "Are you tired, babe?" he asked me, taking a strand of hair off my face. "We can rest here for a while, it's okay".
We sat on the ground and I automatically leaned against him on one hand because, well, you know, i like him. And on the other hand because the cold was starting to get unbearable considering the fact that I hadn't brought my jacket with me, so whenever the wind blew it hit my skin.
We were leaning against a tree, because there was nothing but pavement on one side and on the other a small forest. I was glad there was a road for people to walk in the middle of the highway, otherwise we would be crushed by all of the cars by now.
And then, when I was least execting it Harry took his jacket off and gave it to me so I would put it on, and just when I was about to protest with the usual "you will get cold if you give it to me" conversation he shushed me. I rested my head on his shoulders and closed my eyes for a little while. We would continue in a minute, I just wanted to enjoy the moment because this was actually like in some kind of best-selling love story in which the writers make you think it can happen to anyone, but in reality it's only part of the book. And it was happening to me, in real life.
******
I woke up to Harry's voice saying we should move on.
"Oh, no" i said when I realized I had fallen asleep. "How long have we been lying here?" I asked him.
"About an hour, maybe a bit more" he answered smiling, though i didn't know why.
"Oh no, no, no, no. I shouldn't have fallen asleep!"
"I know". He was still smiling.
"Stop smiling! This isn't funny. We have to keep going, it's too late now to go back to the museum".
"Okay, let's go" He said standing up and helping me to do the same. I expected him to start walking but he didn't.
"What?" I asked confused. He used his eyes to point at something and I followed his gaze. It lead me to his hand, which was reaching out for mine. I took it and he immediately pulled me closer, looking deeply into my eyes. It was dark, but the moonlight was bright enough to let me see him clearly. I started to shiver knowing what he was thinking about, but before he could pull me in for a kiss I hugged him.
I heard him complain quietly, but pretended I hadnt. I placed a peck on his cheek so he new I just wasn't ready yet and we continued walking, hand in hand.
Another twenty minutes passed and I could tell he was starting to worry as well.
"Do you think it's still too far from here?" I asked him.
"I don't know" he told me with a soft voice. We stopped and I yawned. "Are you tired, babe?" he asked me, taking a strand of hair off my face. "We can rest here for a while, it's okay".
We sat on the ground and I automatically leaned against him on one hand because, well, you know, i like him. And on the other hand because the cold was starting to get unbearable considering the fact that I hadn't brought my jacket with me, so whenever the wind blew it hit my skin.
We were leaning against a tree, because there was nothing but pavement on one side and on the other a small forest. I was glad there was a road for people to walk in the middle of the highway, otherwise we would be crushed by all of the cars by now.
And then, when I was least execting it Harry took his jacket off and gave it to me so I would put it on, and just when I was about to protest with the usual "you will get cold if you give it to me" conversation he shushed me. I rested my head on his shoulders and closed my eyes for a little while. We would continue in a minute, I just wanted to enjoy the moment because this was actually like in some kind of best-selling love story in which the writers make you think it can happen to anyone, but in reality it's only part of the book. And it was happening to me, in real life.
******
I woke up to Harry's voice saying we should move on.
"Oh, no" i said when I realized I had fallen asleep. "How long have we been lying here?" I asked him.
"About an hour, maybe a bit more" he answered smiling, though i didn't know why.
"Oh no, no, no, no. I shouldn't have fallen asleep!"
"I know". He was still smiling.
"Stop smiling! This isn't funny. We have to keep going, it's too late now to go back to the museum".
"Okay, let's go" He said standing up and helping me to do the same. I expected him to start walking but he didn't.
"What?" I asked confused. He used his eyes to point at something and I followed his gaze. It lead me to his hand, which was reaching out for mine. I took it and he immediately pulled me closer, looking deeply into my eyes. It was dark, but the moonlight was bright enough to let me see him clearly. I started to shiver knowing what he was thinking about, but before he could pull me in for a kiss I hugged him.
I heard him complain quietly, but pretended I hadnt. I placed a peck on his cheek so he new I just wasn't ready yet and we continued walking, hand in hand.
11/25/13