Lonely Hearts Club
Two Pieces
''What?'' Bo breathed.
''Move in with me. This place feels so empty, and like I said Bo, I need you.'' He pleaded with her.
''I don't think that would be a good idea Harry, we both need our space every now and then.''
''That's what seperate rooms are for.'' He continued to plead his case. ''C'mon Bo it might even be fun, us being roomies.'' He poked her ribs with a small smile on his lips.
''I can't come home to this everyday Harry.'' She gestured towards the broken bottles on the floor. ''My life is complicated enough.''
''And you won't.'' He grasped both of her hands not breaking eye contact. ''With you here Bo, that won't happen. Maybe the lonliness will stop. Hopefully.'' He began to sound weak and small, making Bo realise he was desperate for all of this to stop. The hurting, that is.
And that's what made her decision.
''Ok.'' She said confidently.
''What?'' Harry didn't expect convincing Bo to be this easy.
''I said ok.'' She chuckled. ''I'll come live with you. On one condition, you get rid of the drinks cabinet.''
''Without hesitating he replied. ''Done.''
Harry lifted her up by her waist and twirled her round, earning a giggle from Bo.
- - - - - -
One month later things were growing great. Harry and Bo were growing closer and closer each day, sometimes their actions seemed so...couply that for a moment Harry would be able to pretend that were were a couple, only for reality to creep back into his mind seconds later.
Bo on the other hand had taken the 'move on' route. She blocked Harry from her mind, she acted like he was nothing but another friend, and her room mate. Bo thought that if she blocked these feelings out for long enough, eventually they would go away.
In fact, she had a date tonight. Yes you read that right, a date. Sasha had set them up, having no idea of her feelings towards Harry but once Bo realised she couldn't get out of it, she decided to embrase the opportunity and hope it would help her get over the whole Harry thing. Bo had no idea who the guy was, and she couldn't be more nervous.
''How about this one?'' Bo flashed yet another dress at Sasha who was sitting on Bo's bed.
''Sure!''
''Gre-''
''If you wanna look like a hooker.'' Sasha finished.
''This is the millionth dress we've tried on, I don't think I have any more.'' Bo sighed leaning against the wardrobe door. Sasha was no help as she just continued to read the magazine beside her.
''Need any help?'' A husky voice sounded from the hallway causing Bo to turn her head.
''Harry? Where did you appear from?''
Without answering her question he strode in glancing into the wardrobe, he was dressed in a navy t shirt, with a pair of grey tracksuit bottoms covering his legs. ''What's the occasion?'' Sasha's head shot up at hearing this sentence, she always had an inkling that Harry had a soft spot for Bo, and her theory was just about to be proven.
''A date.'' Bo said casually.
''W-what?'' Harry managed to choke out.
''Sasha set me up on a date, she won't tell me who with.''
Harry's fists clenched, his lips forming a straight line. ''Oh.''
There was an awkward silence as noone moved an inch, before Bo broke it. ''So are you gonna help me pick out an outfit or not?''
''Sure.'' Harry sighed. His mood had been dampened, well actually, more like drenched.
''How about this one?'' Harry suggested holding up a dress that didn't show an inch of skin above the knee.
''Or I could just wear a sack?'' Bo smirked before turning back to the wardrobe and gasping. Removing the 'sack' from the wardrobe had revealed a green peplum dress with black detail. ''That's the one! That's the one!'' Bo snatched the green dress off the hanger.
With all the excitement of finding the dress, Bo didn't realise that Harry had quietly left the room, trying to hide his dissapointment. Bo may not have noticed...
But Sasha did.
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Bo was escorted to the restaurant table, the waiter had explained that her date was yet to arrive. She checked her hair and make-up in the reflection her knife provided, she was set and nervously tapped her heels under the table.
7:04pm. That's fine, he's only four minutes late.
7:20pm. Maybe he thought Sasha said 7:30.
7:29pm. He should be here any minute.
7:45pm. Okay, hope slowly fading here.
8:00pm. I'm outta here.
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Bo made her way back up to the apartment, thankfully for the cool metal she could lean her head against. She had a bone to pick with Sasha, setting her up with such a big prick that he doesn't even turn up.
Ding.
Nearly home, Bo, then you can just go to bed and forget about this horrid day.
She struggled with her keys before finally getting the door open. The whole apartment was pitch black. Odd, seen as Harry always left a small lamp on, knowing Bo wasn't fond of the dark.
Immediantly her heart began to race and her palms became clammy, she wanted to race to her room but a presence stopped her from doing so.
A warm breath began to be felt on the back of her neck, and a pair of large hands found her waist. Bo was frozen with fear.
''Move in with me. This place feels so empty, and like I said Bo, I need you.'' He pleaded with her.
''I don't think that would be a good idea Harry, we both need our space every now and then.''
''That's what seperate rooms are for.'' He continued to plead his case. ''C'mon Bo it might even be fun, us being roomies.'' He poked her ribs with a small smile on his lips.
''I can't come home to this everyday Harry.'' She gestured towards the broken bottles on the floor. ''My life is complicated enough.''
''And you won't.'' He grasped both of her hands not breaking eye contact. ''With you here Bo, that won't happen. Maybe the lonliness will stop. Hopefully.'' He began to sound weak and small, making Bo realise he was desperate for all of this to stop. The hurting, that is.
And that's what made her decision.
''Ok.'' She said confidently.
''What?'' Harry didn't expect convincing Bo to be this easy.
''I said ok.'' She chuckled. ''I'll come live with you. On one condition, you get rid of the drinks cabinet.''
''Without hesitating he replied. ''Done.''
Harry lifted her up by her waist and twirled her round, earning a giggle from Bo.
- - - - - -
One month later things were growing great. Harry and Bo were growing closer and closer each day, sometimes their actions seemed so...couply that for a moment Harry would be able to pretend that were were a couple, only for reality to creep back into his mind seconds later.
Bo on the other hand had taken the 'move on' route. She blocked Harry from her mind, she acted like he was nothing but another friend, and her room mate. Bo thought that if she blocked these feelings out for long enough, eventually they would go away.
In fact, she had a date tonight. Yes you read that right, a date. Sasha had set them up, having no idea of her feelings towards Harry but once Bo realised she couldn't get out of it, she decided to embrase the opportunity and hope it would help her get over the whole Harry thing. Bo had no idea who the guy was, and she couldn't be more nervous.
''How about this one?'' Bo flashed yet another dress at Sasha who was sitting on Bo's bed.
''Sure!''
''Gre-''
''If you wanna look like a hooker.'' Sasha finished.
''This is the millionth dress we've tried on, I don't think I have any more.'' Bo sighed leaning against the wardrobe door. Sasha was no help as she just continued to read the magazine beside her.
''Need any help?'' A husky voice sounded from the hallway causing Bo to turn her head.
''Harry? Where did you appear from?''
Without answering her question he strode in glancing into the wardrobe, he was dressed in a navy t shirt, with a pair of grey tracksuit bottoms covering his legs. ''What's the occasion?'' Sasha's head shot up at hearing this sentence, she always had an inkling that Harry had a soft spot for Bo, and her theory was just about to be proven.
''A date.'' Bo said casually.
''W-what?'' Harry managed to choke out.
''Sasha set me up on a date, she won't tell me who with.''
Harry's fists clenched, his lips forming a straight line. ''Oh.''
There was an awkward silence as noone moved an inch, before Bo broke it. ''So are you gonna help me pick out an outfit or not?''
''Sure.'' Harry sighed. His mood had been dampened, well actually, more like drenched.
''How about this one?'' Harry suggested holding up a dress that didn't show an inch of skin above the knee.
''Or I could just wear a sack?'' Bo smirked before turning back to the wardrobe and gasping. Removing the 'sack' from the wardrobe had revealed a green peplum dress with black detail. ''That's the one! That's the one!'' Bo snatched the green dress off the hanger.
With all the excitement of finding the dress, Bo didn't realise that Harry had quietly left the room, trying to hide his dissapointment. Bo may not have noticed...
But Sasha did.
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Bo was escorted to the restaurant table, the waiter had explained that her date was yet to arrive. She checked her hair and make-up in the reflection her knife provided, she was set and nervously tapped her heels under the table.
7:04pm. That's fine, he's only four minutes late.
7:20pm. Maybe he thought Sasha said 7:30.
7:29pm. He should be here any minute.
7:45pm. Okay, hope slowly fading here.
8:00pm. I'm outta here.
------------
Bo made her way back up to the apartment, thankfully for the cool metal she could lean her head against. She had a bone to pick with Sasha, setting her up with such a big prick that he doesn't even turn up.
Ding.
Nearly home, Bo, then you can just go to bed and forget about this horrid day.
She struggled with her keys before finally getting the door open. The whole apartment was pitch black. Odd, seen as Harry always left a small lamp on, knowing Bo wasn't fond of the dark.
Immediantly her heart began to race and her palms became clammy, she wanted to race to her room but a presence stopped her from doing so.
A warm breath began to be felt on the back of her neck, and a pair of large hands found her waist. Bo was frozen with fear.
Notes
I really am sorry for this pretty crappy update but you have no idea how worn out stressed, and annoyed with life and people in general right now.Once again. I'm sorry.
-Sophie-
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11/18/13