Hey guys! Chapter two! This is basically gunna be Phil x Harper stuff. Merp!
Phil's POV! That's right everyone, let's hear how Phil see's life.
I walked into the café where I was going to meet Harper. I picked a table over by the door/window/glass wall, so she could easily see me. Sitting down, trying to hide myself as I opened up a small mirror I had in my back pocket. And yes, I did get some odd looks. But I just wanted to make sure I looked ok. I mean… if I was going to be sitting at the same table as her, I couldn't look as socially unacceptable as I normally did. We'd probably get more looks that when I was fixing my hair.
Harper was probably about 5'8" and, unlike Lillian, never wore heels taller than 3 inches. Her skin, sorta like me, was pale. But she had lots of faint freckles that sort of morphed together to make her look tanner. She had deep brown eyes, so deep brown that you couldn't see her pupils. Whenever I looked at her, I would immediately get lost in her eyes. And yes, it sounds like I have a crush on her, and I sort of meant it that way. When she and I went to college together, I sort of fancied her. Anyway, she, like me, has black hair. And her hair was pretty sure, like… right above her shoulders.
"Hey Phil!" Harper said brightly when she walked in. Like when I opened the door and saw her standing outside my and Dan's apartment, my heart flipped a bit. My stomach hadn't been in a sloshie, love mushy, puddle since we were in school together. But no, seeing her was like her seeing me at my locker in the hallway and stopping to talk to me in the hallway, making her late. I always loved that about her.
"Hi Harper!" she sat down across from me. She was wearing black lace up combat boots, black jeans which looked a bit like leggings at first, a bright neon orange tank top under a black take long sleeve shirt. I smiled. The decryption of she wore made her seem sort of Goth, but she wasn't at all. Anyone else who wore what she wore would be, but her smile was so bright that you could see her soul in her eyes. "What are you getting?" I asked her
"Probably crêpes with chocolate inside." Phil resisted the urge to hear Dan's voice inside his head saying Like Phil's mum. "What about you?"
"I don't know." I shrugged, "Imagine if they had a panda made out of white chocolate and dark chocolate!" Harper's eyes widened, and so did her smile
"That would be brilliant!" she said breathlessly. I smiled at how similar the two of us sometimes were, "But I'd feel sot of bad eating it though."
"Yeah..." I said, "Sort of like om-noming on a panda. Oh and what if it was a baby!"
"Aw!" she though for a moment, "I think baby panda's are called cubs." Harper shrugged and tucked her hair behind her ears. "Do you remember," she said, "When we bought like twenty Aero bars and smashed them to see if we could still taste the bubbled."
"How could I forget?" I said, though the way I said it was different then how I said it in my head, "It was like a combination of bubbled and broken chocolate." She giggled, "And then we got in trouble because we used out school binders."
"In class!" she said still giggling, "That was your idea by the way." He laughed
"Yeah, that was not one of my better ideas." I said, trying not to blush. When I blush, it really shows because I'm so pale. But when Harper blushes, which is never, it doesn't show due to her freckle mass (which was adorable, by the way). "We had lots of fun."
"Yeah…" she said looking down, and then back up, "Yeah, why didn't we keep in touch?"
Because I was too embarrassed to admit how much I liked you…
"I don't know." I shrugged, "Wait! Yes I do!" she cocked her head to the side, "It was because your dad died."
"Oh yeah!" she laughed, "That sure as hell was a pointless week of my life. I would have much rather been hanging out with you."
"Why?" I asked, "Your dad died!" she shrugged and looked down, "I'm guessing that you didn't get along with him real well."
Harper shook her head, "But I don't really want to talk about it." she said
"Sorry…" I said, looking down. I felt sort of bad for pressing, it wasn't really any of my business and I kept asking. I tried to think of something to change the subject, but my brain wasn't working. You know how when there's this really awkward moment and you keep trying to think of stuff to say and the more you try, the less you can think
"I missed you Phil." She said smiling. Harper continued, not noticing Phil's blush, "No one has the sense of humor that you do, and I missed it."
"I missed you too, Harper." I used my hand to cover my blush, "You're the funniest person that I've met." Harper smiled as I blushed more, "I miss getting in trouble in class with you."
"Yeah we almost got expelled." She said laughing, "Especially when someone graffitied your name on a wall."
"It wasn't me, I swear!" I said making her giggle
"I know, I know!"
I missed her so much since college.