Because of Rosalie
Chapter 12: This Kind of Date
[Harry]
It's been over a week since I last saw Jenny. We were going to attempt to get together last Friday but her mother had to go into work and she didn't have a babysitter for her daughter. I was mad for a while, I ignored her messages. But then, after telling my own mother about it, I had some sense knocked into me.
Mum made me realize, after scolding me for ten straight minutes, that I was being selfish and jealous - I was thinking Jenny was all mine and that she should drop everything in order to go out with me. At least, that's how Mum put it. Once I comprehended the fact that she has an actual child who needs her attention, care, and love constantly - I grabbed my phone and replied to all her texts. That same night, we ended up FaceTiming, we've only done it a few times before, after her daughter was asleep. Jenny sat on her couch and I was laying on my bed, only getting up once to show her something. I can't even remember what it was.
It's Saturday evening, and I'm slightly nervous about how things will go tonight. I have planned for us to watch a movie at the theater then go out to eat - but this go around, we aren't going to be classy. She insisted hamburgers and milkshakes, which sounds good actually. I have to be there in thirty minutes to pick her up, per my own request of course. She tries to get out of me driving her around, but I'd rather her be in my car. At least then I know she's safely getting home.
We agreed on casual clothing. She has informed me she will not be putting forth a lot of effort tonight, which made me smile. I told her I'd do the same. So here I am getting ready for my date - wearing jeans and a tee. After spraying on my cologne and adjusting my hair in the mirror of my bathroom, I grab my belongings and head towards the door. The quicker I get to my car, the sooner I can get her from her house - all of which results in getting to spend more time with her, even if it's only a handful of minutes.
--
My heart begins to jump around in my chest as I put my car in park on the side of her street, there's never room for me to pull into the driveway. I usually become nervous right before picking her up, I don't really know why. On cue, sweat starts to form on my palms, forcing me to wipe them on my thighs. I pick up my phone after composing myself, I said I'd let her know when I arrived.
To Jenny: (6:32PM) I'm outside love xx
Our tickets have been pre-ordered, mainly because I didn't want to have to rush her - even though we opted for casual tonight. I let a sigh slip, I need to focus on her not everything else. Shit, I don't even remember what movie we're going to see and I seriously doubt I'll be paying attention to it. I know what I'll be looking at - the side of her beautiful face.
My phone beeps in my hand, bringing my eyes down to the screen, my thoughts disappear.
From Jenny: (6:33PM) I'm on my way! :)
I send her a short reply, just to assure her that I read her message, before dropping my phone between my thighs on the seat, not caring about it anymore. There is so much on my mind, no matter how hard I try to ignore everything it all just floods back to me, over and over again.
My worries range from Jenny to my mother to my schooling to my stupid father who has been driving me mad all day. He wanted me to go to some stupid charity dinner with him tonight, but I refused. He then demanded to know what "better thing" I had to do. I didn't tell him, it's none of his business. Besides, all he would do is tell me everything that could wrong and how stupid my decision to find a girl is. He irritates me more than anyone on this planet.
"Hi."
My head snaps over, the sudden sound of her sweet voice slightly frightens me. She's already opened the door, how zoned out was I just now? Jenny sits down in the seat, shutting the car door a moment later. She drops her purse between her feet, like usual, and turns her head to look at me, a smile spread on her lips. For a minute I stay quiet, waiting for her to speak to me. Then, being the idiot I am, I come to a realization - she's patiently waiting on me.
"Hey." I breathe out, giving her a genuine smile. "You look amazing."
She's dressed in a pair of dark grey jeans and a slightly worn out Bon Jovi shirt. I didn't get a glance at her shoes though. Her hair is holding slight waves, her scent is filling the car. She always smells so good - sometimes it's vanilla, sometimes cherries, the occasional rose as well.
"I look like a slob." She laughs, retorting my words.
"No.. You look beautiful." I assure her, reaching my hand over to her lap. I both sense and watch her tense up, afraid of my touch. Softly, I allow my fingertips to trail over the top of her hand. "You always look so beautiful."
"Th-thank you." She stammered, cheeks catching flames.
Bringing my hand back to my side of the car, I turn the key and grab the wheel. Taking a quick glance into the mirrors, after knowing it's safe to pull out, I get onto the road.
"S-sorry I couldn't make it the other night. I really wanted to see you." Jenny tells me, her voice trailing off towards the end.
"I wanted to see you, too, but it's no big deal. I understand." I glance over her way, but to my disappointment she's staring out of the window, watching the houses go by as we leave her neighborhood.
"How've you been?"
"Alright I guess.. nothing exciting's happened." I can hear the smile in her words.
"Same here."
--
There is a good number of people buzzing around the theater, flocking towards the counter to buy popcorn before rushing to grab a seat. I left Jenny in our seats so that I could get us some snacks. She requested popcorn and water - apparently she's dying of thirst. She made me smile, though, she does the cutest things.
It doesn't take me long to get our stuff, and before I realize it I'm back in the room our movie will be playing in. I sit down on the left of her, per her request - she claims that's her better side, despite being gorgeous all over.
"Thank you." She said, relieved, as I gave her the ice water.
I chuckle at her, she's drinking it like she's never had anything down her throat before. "You're welcome, love."
"How long do we have?" She asks me, taking just a short glance.
"Not long. Ten minutes maybe." I tell her after checking my phone for the time.
My eyes watch her closely as she slouches down in the seat, propping her feet on the back of the seat in front of her - no one's sitting there obviously. Her hands are cradling the plastic cup in her lap, her stare is on the blank screen.
"Everythin' alright?"
Her heard shifts in my direction, "Mhm."
"You don't sound very convincing, y'know." I smile gently, noticing how awkward she's acting.
Was this a bad idea? Are we not ready for this kind of date yet? I thought these were supposed to be the easy ones? I can't ponder long, she replies to me.
"I'm fine, I promise."
The evidence disproves her claim. I can tell she's off, I don't know whether something's on her mind or if she doesn't feel well or whatever it may be. But it's quite obvious to me, and I wish she would let me help. Her face isn't holding any natural blush, her eyes aren't gleaming the way they do when she's excited, something's just off..
It's been over a week since I last saw Jenny. We were going to attempt to get together last Friday but her mother had to go into work and she didn't have a babysitter for her daughter. I was mad for a while, I ignored her messages. But then, after telling my own mother about it, I had some sense knocked into me.
Mum made me realize, after scolding me for ten straight minutes, that I was being selfish and jealous - I was thinking Jenny was all mine and that she should drop everything in order to go out with me. At least, that's how Mum put it. Once I comprehended the fact that she has an actual child who needs her attention, care, and love constantly - I grabbed my phone and replied to all her texts. That same night, we ended up FaceTiming, we've only done it a few times before, after her daughter was asleep. Jenny sat on her couch and I was laying on my bed, only getting up once to show her something. I can't even remember what it was.
It's Saturday evening, and I'm slightly nervous about how things will go tonight. I have planned for us to watch a movie at the theater then go out to eat - but this go around, we aren't going to be classy. She insisted hamburgers and milkshakes, which sounds good actually. I have to be there in thirty minutes to pick her up, per my own request of course. She tries to get out of me driving her around, but I'd rather her be in my car. At least then I know she's safely getting home.
We agreed on casual clothing. She has informed me she will not be putting forth a lot of effort tonight, which made me smile. I told her I'd do the same. So here I am getting ready for my date - wearing jeans and a tee. After spraying on my cologne and adjusting my hair in the mirror of my bathroom, I grab my belongings and head towards the door. The quicker I get to my car, the sooner I can get her from her house - all of which results in getting to spend more time with her, even if it's only a handful of minutes.
--
My heart begins to jump around in my chest as I put my car in park on the side of her street, there's never room for me to pull into the driveway. I usually become nervous right before picking her up, I don't really know why. On cue, sweat starts to form on my palms, forcing me to wipe them on my thighs. I pick up my phone after composing myself, I said I'd let her know when I arrived.
To Jenny: (6:32PM) I'm outside love xx
Our tickets have been pre-ordered, mainly because I didn't want to have to rush her - even though we opted for casual tonight. I let a sigh slip, I need to focus on her not everything else. Shit, I don't even remember what movie we're going to see and I seriously doubt I'll be paying attention to it. I know what I'll be looking at - the side of her beautiful face.
My phone beeps in my hand, bringing my eyes down to the screen, my thoughts disappear.
From Jenny: (6:33PM) I'm on my way! :)
I send her a short reply, just to assure her that I read her message, before dropping my phone between my thighs on the seat, not caring about it anymore. There is so much on my mind, no matter how hard I try to ignore everything it all just floods back to me, over and over again.
My worries range from Jenny to my mother to my schooling to my stupid father who has been driving me mad all day. He wanted me to go to some stupid charity dinner with him tonight, but I refused. He then demanded to know what "better thing" I had to do. I didn't tell him, it's none of his business. Besides, all he would do is tell me everything that could wrong and how stupid my decision to find a girl is. He irritates me more than anyone on this planet.
"Hi."
My head snaps over, the sudden sound of her sweet voice slightly frightens me. She's already opened the door, how zoned out was I just now? Jenny sits down in the seat, shutting the car door a moment later. She drops her purse between her feet, like usual, and turns her head to look at me, a smile spread on her lips. For a minute I stay quiet, waiting for her to speak to me. Then, being the idiot I am, I come to a realization - she's patiently waiting on me.
"Hey." I breathe out, giving her a genuine smile. "You look amazing."
She's dressed in a pair of dark grey jeans and a slightly worn out Bon Jovi shirt. I didn't get a glance at her shoes though. Her hair is holding slight waves, her scent is filling the car. She always smells so good - sometimes it's vanilla, sometimes cherries, the occasional rose as well.
"I look like a slob." She laughs, retorting my words.
"No.. You look beautiful." I assure her, reaching my hand over to her lap. I both sense and watch her tense up, afraid of my touch. Softly, I allow my fingertips to trail over the top of her hand. "You always look so beautiful."
"Th-thank you." She stammered, cheeks catching flames.
Bringing my hand back to my side of the car, I turn the key and grab the wheel. Taking a quick glance into the mirrors, after knowing it's safe to pull out, I get onto the road.
"S-sorry I couldn't make it the other night. I really wanted to see you." Jenny tells me, her voice trailing off towards the end.
"I wanted to see you, too, but it's no big deal. I understand." I glance over her way, but to my disappointment she's staring out of the window, watching the houses go by as we leave her neighborhood.
"How've you been?"
"Alright I guess.. nothing exciting's happened." I can hear the smile in her words.
"Same here."
--
There is a good number of people buzzing around the theater, flocking towards the counter to buy popcorn before rushing to grab a seat. I left Jenny in our seats so that I could get us some snacks. She requested popcorn and water - apparently she's dying of thirst. She made me smile, though, she does the cutest things.
It doesn't take me long to get our stuff, and before I realize it I'm back in the room our movie will be playing in. I sit down on the left of her, per her request - she claims that's her better side, despite being gorgeous all over.
"Thank you." She said, relieved, as I gave her the ice water.
I chuckle at her, she's drinking it like she's never had anything down her throat before. "You're welcome, love."
"How long do we have?" She asks me, taking just a short glance.
"Not long. Ten minutes maybe." I tell her after checking my phone for the time.
My eyes watch her closely as she slouches down in the seat, propping her feet on the back of the seat in front of her - no one's sitting there obviously. Her hands are cradling the plastic cup in her lap, her stare is on the blank screen.
"Everythin' alright?"
Her heard shifts in my direction, "Mhm."
"You don't sound very convincing, y'know." I smile gently, noticing how awkward she's acting.
Was this a bad idea? Are we not ready for this kind of date yet? I thought these were supposed to be the easy ones? I can't ponder long, she replies to me.
"I'm fine, I promise."
The evidence disproves her claim. I can tell she's off, I don't know whether something's on her mind or if she doesn't feel well or whatever it may be. But it's quite obvious to me, and I wish she would let me help. Her face isn't holding any natural blush, her eyes aren't gleaming the way they do when she's excited, something's just off..
Notes
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7/10/19