They had talked for hours and had moved to the rusty old swings, which looked like they had been there since the 70's, in the local playground. They laughed with each other and told each other things that no one had ever heard about them in this town. She had told him everything. She had bottled up so many things inside of her for years and she had to let it out to someone. She even told him all about her running away. He sat there and listened to her. It filled her heart with joy that someone was paying attention to her. He told her about his parents dying and having to live in his aunt and uncle's house for the summer. They even remembered meeting each other at a school park one day when they were 8. They had talked for so long, that it was already twilight. They both noticed it at the same time.
"I'd better go," Harry said getting up off the swing. Siren still sat on her swing and looked up at him.
"Alright," she said feeling lonely again. "Maybe I'll see you sometime before you go off to your school," she said hopefully.
"I'm sure we will. I'll make sure of it," he smiled. She smiled back and waved goodbye. He waved back before heading off. After he took a few steps, he turned around and looked back at her. Her heart rose at the thought of him maybe staying longer.
"Do you have a place to stay?" he asked. Siren shook her head. Harry stood there thinking for a moment. "I have an idea," he said after a few seconds. "Follow me."
He walked back to her and helped her carry her bag. She longed to hold his hand, but thought better of it. She didn't want to scare away the only person that listened to her (besides her dad). She watched him as they walked up the road. She hadn't really paid attention to how attractive he was. She had been so caught up in all these memories and just paying attention to his personality, that she didn't really notice how good looking he was until now. He seemed kind of strong, and that voice made her want to lie on his chest and feel the vibration rumbling inside him while he would talk. These new feelings of love confused her because they had just met only a few hours ago. Was this meant to happen? They walked up to a house with the number four on it.
"You live here?" she asked quietly. "But I pass by here everyday."
"Sadly I do. Now wait out here," he began. "I'm going to bring out something for you to lay on, and you can hide in the bushes out front. I'll come and get you before they notice," he finished. Siren was very thankful for this offer, but had to disagree.
"Thank you, but I don't want you to get all fussy about me," she replied. " I have my own blanket I can lay on, and I've got plenty of sweatshirts that I can make into a pillow," she patted her bag. "I'll be fine. Just don't get in trouble over me," she finished. Harry smiled.
"I'll try not to," he replied. She smiled. "Get some rest, and I'll bring some food for you in the morning," he said heading towards the back patio.
"Don't you worry about that. I'll find my own way of getting food," she replied stubbornly while getting out a blanket from her bag and laying it on the ground behind the bushes. "You worry about yourself and not me. I've run away from home before, I can manage," she lied. Harry just smiled before walking out of sight into the darkness.
"Thank you," she called out after him. A replied "your welcome" came back to her from behind the house. She just smiled before making her extra sweatshirt a pillow, and started to lie down. She fell asleep before she hit the "pillow".
