Chapter 3
I still can't rap my head around last night it was probably the most fun I have had since, I don't know when. But it is dangerous that I made a connection with him, dangerous for him. That is why I refuse to see him ever again. So now I am on a coffee down fall because he would most likely be waiting for me there. Eric my not ex is getting weirded out because Harry keeps asking him if he can give him some way to contact me, thank god he hasn't. Now I go to the beach and surf in my free time that I don't know what to do with.
One hour later...
I can't take it anymore I need coffee. I put on a hoodie with the hood up so I won't be easily spotted along with a pair of jeans and flip flops. When I show up Eric looks a little freaked out, clearly Harry is hear. But I don't have a choice at this point. I give Eric my order, receive it and almost get out. That worked out better than I thought, I thought too soon. I hear Harry call,
"Cass! Wait up!"
I have to stop because he will either catch up or follow me home. I let him catch up and he says,
" I've been looking for you."
" Okay."
I start walking again he says,
" Is something wrong?"
" No."
" Well, I want to talk to you about last night."
" What about it?"
" Can you stop for just a second!"
I stop dead in my tracks and he says,
" What is wrong with you?"
" Nothing."
" Are you telling me that yo didn't have a connection with me last night?"
" Um."
" It's a yes or no answer?"
I start walking away again because if there was one thing that I was never good at it is lying. Harry says,
" What's going on?"
I wipe around and say,
" I am dying and there is nothing that I can do."
He looked stunned like he couldn't think of something like this possible. Then he whispered nervously,
" You're joking right?"
" I like joking about the length my, I really do."
" That isn't what I meant."
" Really."
" How long?"
" 722 days."
I start to walk away but then I break into a run. I think I ran because I was hoping that the wind could whip away this day maybe my problems. But then I felt someone grab my arm and pull me to a stop. I spin around and see the hand belongs to Harry, his blue eyes where watering, I don't know if it was from the wind or his feelings. He said,
" I am not going anywhere."
Harry rests his free hand on my face and says,
" Not in any life time."
His lips reached down to mine. At first I tried to pull away but his hand kept my head in place, then kissed him with the same amount of passion that had given me. I pull away and said,
" Why are you willing to get hurt for something that won't even last?"
" Maybe because even the things that don't last are always great."
" I'm not that great."
" I disagree completely."
" Well, then are you going to buy me lunch?"
" Of course right after I do this."
He kisses me again with more ease than last time. He releases my arm and his fingers follow the path of my arm that lead to my hand, and our fingers lace together like shoe laces. I rest my hand on his heart and feel it race with every movement of our lips. I pull away and say,
" How about that lunch?"
" Alright."
" Alright."