28 - Distraction
At the moment I was caught up between two things: My mom and Sophia. My mom because I miss her so much and honestly since I’ve been with Harry I haven’t even thought about her. I guess Harry’s just distracted me – but I think I need that distraction. It might do me some good in the end.
Sophia because she’s constantly been talking to Harry since we returned to the table half an hour ago. The food has been here a while too. I haven’t eaten much though, I’m not very hungry right now.
But it’s like she hates the silence, like she has to constantly be talking. Perhaps she likes the sound of her voice, more likely she’s just social – more than I’ll ever be.
“Anna Lisa.” Harry’s raspy, deep voice says my name and knocks me out of my thoughts, out of my own personal silence. I look over just to see him staring at me with those beautiful green eyes.
“Yes?” I say, stopping myself before the second word slips from my mouth – I don’t want Sophia to know any more than she already does.
Plus Harry said to be normal, and normal girls certainly don’t finish their response with “sir” while speaking to their “boyfriends”. He wants me to obey so I do as he asks.
“You’ve hardly touched your food. Is everything alright?” he asks me, his eyes staring deeply into mine
I let out a shaky breath, I seem to lose myself when he speaks to me. I don’t know why, maybe it’s because of my fascination with him and every little thing he does.
Or maybe the thing I’ve mentioned before… being in love and all of that.
“I’m not really hungry.” I admit to Harry, not wanting to worry him anymore than he already is. His hand’s grip on mine tightens under the table, giving me a little bit of hope and assurance that he cares.
“Alright then. Are you ready to go home?” Harry asks me with a light smile on his face. I wanted to say yes, please yes! But I don’t. I glance over at Sophia, she’s staring at her phone for now. My eyes meet Harry’s again and he lets out a sigh.
“I think you’re ready to go home, hmm?” He says, raising his eyebrows at me – indicating that he wants me to reply with a yes response.
“Yeah.. I.. I am.” I breathe out, he’s right. I really want to leave. Mostly because I want to get home and find out what Harry says he was going to do to me.
I want to feel his touch, his kiss, anything.
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