Crazy

“Sidney?” I hear his deep voice and let out a sigh of relief when I turn around to see him. He stood there in a dark shirt and jeans along with white converse on his feet. I was excited to see him, really, and glad I didn’t have to face Chris all night.

“Hey,” I tell him with a small smile and sniffle a bit.

“Ready to go?” he asks as he comes a bit closer, a smile on his lips.

“More than ready; want to get the hell out of here for a bit…” I reply a bit sharply and give him a small smile as he comes forward and takes me by the arm lightly, pulling me toward the parking lot. We soon make it to his car and are on our way to wherever we were headed.

He reaches with his open hand and pulls open the passenger door for me. I thank him and climb up into his car, taking my spot in the passenger seat. He shuts the door of the back door before going around to the driver’s side and climbing in, sticking his keys in the ignition to start it up. I fasten my safety belt in place as he starts up the vehicle and we begin to move after a few seconds. A sigh escapes out my lips as I look over at him. He turns to look at me, a small smile on his lips.

“Where are we going?” I ask with a small smile as he drives.

“Somewhere, you’ll have to wait and see, love,” he replies with a smile before turning his gaze back to the road in front of him. I let out a huff in slight annoyance and cross my arms over my chest. From the corner of my eye, I glance over at him to see a small smile on his face.

“Damn, wish you could just tell me, save the torture,” I tell him in reply, a slight laugh leaving my lips. He reaches his long arm across the console to the knob on the radio. A song by Kings of Leon was playing; Use Somebody. It was one of my favorites. I smile as he turns the song up and taps his fingers along to the beat as he continues to drive.

“Well, it’s some place a little ways from campus, that’s all I’m goin’ to say,” he replies with a smile. For the next few minutes, we talk here and there about things that come to mind, random things. It was nice, because it took my mind of all the hectic things having to do with Chris. I was really having a grand time with him, Harry.

“What did he do?” he suddenly asks in an obviously irritated tone. I can’t help but let out a frustrated sigh and roll my eyes. As much as I didn’t want to talk about it or him – Chris - for that matter, I wanted to tell him, I wanted to tell Harry all about it. I take a few minutes to think of what to say before I blurt something out.

“Bitched at me when I was headed to meet you,” I reply and roll my eyes.

It pissed me off how he always insists to know where I’m going. I wasn’t his damn property and I can go wherever the hell whenever I wanted no questions asked. It’s none of his business to know what I’m doing and who I’m with. Everything was difficult with Chris and I can’t stand it. With Harry, I feel way comfortable with him and that I can actually talk to him about things unlike with Chris. I don’t know what it is but he makes me feel safe. I love the sense of freedom I have with Harry and there’s no filter, either, which is great.

About fifteen long minutes later, we are now heading down a bumpy dirt road out in the middle of nowhere. I had no idea where in the hell we were, plus it was dark so that made everything much better, not. Harry soon reaches his arm forward and turns the knob on the radio, lowering the volume. As he slowed down, leaves and branches crunch underneath us. The car soon comes to a slow stop and he cuts the engine before pulling the keys from the ignition.

“Can you tell me where we are, now?” I ask with a slight hint of a laugh as he unclips his belt and looks over at me.

“Impatient, aren’t we?” he smirks as he reaches over to open the door.

I laugh a bit and roll my eyes before I reach over to open the door. Just as I push the door open and start to climb out, I am stopped by Harry putting a hand on my shoulder. He tells me that he got it. I cross my arms over my chest and let out a small laugh as I sit back in the seat. He was too much, I couldn’t help but laugh. I liked how he was being such a gentleman.

After he climbs out, he comes around to my side of the car and pulls the door open. I grab hold of his hand that he holds out for me to take as I step down onto the gravel road. The leaves and debris crunch underneath my feet. I stand there, a smile on my face as I wait for Harry to grab the beers from the back. He soon emerges with a blanket draped over his shoulder, the beers in his other hand before slamming the door shut with his foot.

“You comin’ love, or just gon’ enjoy the view?” he jokes as he makes his way down a path of leaves and other crap you could barely see since it was dark out. I roll my eyes and let out a small laugh from my lips. It was pitch dark wherever we were, the moon providing some light, trees surrounding us, yet a perfect view of the night sky.

I follow somewhat close behind him. After going a little ways more, he comes to a halt. He drops the two fluffy blankets on some grass and sets the case of beer down with the other. It takes him a few minutes or so to smooth the blankets out best he could before taking a seat on the ground atop the cushion of blankets. I smile as he pats the spot beside him.

I nod my head slowly in agreement before I lower myself down so I was beside him. He pulls two beers out from the case and sets them in front of him. “Want one?” he asks as he pops the top of one and holds it out to me in question.

“Yeah, could use one,” I mumble and reach forward to grab the bottle from his hand. Bringing the cold beer bottle in between my fist, I slowly raise it to my lips and take a long sip. From the corner of my eye, I notice him toss the cap somewhere. I hear the faint sound of the other cap being removed and tossed to the side.

The next few minutes go by and we continue to drink, laugh, and go on about random things that come to mind. I already had three drinks in my system and I was slowly becoming drunk. Only on rare occasions have I ever gotten fully plastered drunk, with my friends after a long stressful week of class. Chris is one of them, too, why I like to go out and have fun. Harry was laughing drunkenly at something about earlier when he decked Chris in the face. I wasn’t there when it happened, this time, but I can totally see it going on.

I can’t control my actions as I lean forward and press my lips against Harry’s. He was talking and I was just watching his plump lips move as he said some funny remark. That’s when I leaned in and kissed him. What the hell are you doing, Sid? You have a boyfriend! Stop while you still can! I hear my voice in my head but I don’t listen. I feel his arms move around my waist and he begins to kiss back, his lips felt soft and smooth against mine, unlike Chris’ whose were chapped almost all the time. A few seconds go by before I realize what was going on and I slowly push him away and run a rushed hand through my hair.

“S-sorry, I d-didn’t…I didn’t mean to do that, I uh, got a b-bit d-distracted…” I mumble and move my eyes away, moving myself out of his grip on me.

“It’s ‘lright, babe, no worries,” he mutters as he stares at me, his eyes locked on mine. I can’t help but stare back at him, wanting to keep this up but I soon look away, breaking our gaze. Soft tears build up in my eyes and I blink them away.

“I…I don’t k-know, ugh, sorry,” I say as I begin to get up from where I was and move away from him.

“What are you sorry for, love?” he questions in a deep tone.

“I-I d-don’t know, for k-kissing y-you, I guess, a-and the fact I…” I trail off as I ramble on before I feel him grab hold of my hand and pull me toward him.

“The fact that you, what? Out with it, babe,” he says with a laugh as I push some of my long locks of hair out of my face. He moves one of his fingers up under my chin and lightly pushes up my face so I was staring him in the eyes. He gives me a small nod and a smile for me to continue on.

“I’ll probably go to hell for this and Chris will be forever livid with me but I…I think I’m falling for you, Harry,” I blurt out and immediately cover my mouth with my open palm to keep the word vomit from spilling out even further, cursing at myself under my breath. Did I really just blurt that right out – that I was beginning to fancy him?

“Feeling’s quite mutual, babe,” he says with a smile and slowly lifts his hand, cupping my cheek in his palm. “What are you goin’ to do ‘bout the stupid prick you call your boy toy?” he questions and I can’t help but giggle at his choice of words. These beers were really starting to kick in.

“I haven’t really thought that far yet,” I laugh and drop my hands to my sides. He laughs and I feel his arms move to my waist. I give him a small smile as I look up at him. I try to catch my breath as I notice him slowly inching his face closer to my own. He is going to kiss me, I can feel it. Ever so lightly, I feel his lips brush against my own and I feel his breath on my face.

“Hope you don’t mind if I – if I kiss you, I’ve thought of this moment for so long,” he whispers and I can’t help but slowly nod my head in response to his words.

Simultaneously we both lean in and I feel his lips against my own, his hands grabbing for my waist to pull me closer. There was no way in hell I ever thought this would go down tonight, with Harry.

Now, I had to worry about what I was going to do about Chris, but I wouldn’t let that get me down now since I’m at an all time high right now and I don’t intend on coming down. I’ll save that thought for another day. Right now, all I could focus on is the fact I'm with Harry. Nothing else seemed to matter.

Notes

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