What He Doesn't Know

Chapter 6

I try to distance myself from pain and disappointment. I walk away from things way before they happen.

So why didn't I walk away from William?

The answer is I'm stupid. I was so stupid and I let myself become this puppy who follows the person they think loves them. I let myself believe that something could actually happen between him and me.

The next day, William didn't speak to me at all, he ignored me and acted like I wasn't even present.

"Hi," I half smiled.

William, Scott, and Greg turned, Logan wasn't with them today.

William looked at me and turned back around, walking away in the process.

A part of me broke; shattered into a billion pieces, as I followed him with my eyes.

Greg just stayed quiet, Scott is the only one who actually said hi.

"Hi," he smiled brightly. "How are you?"

"Good and you?" I smiled, a real one.

"Great, thanks. Uhm, do you think you could go out for ice cream?" He asked, nervously.

I didn't listen to what he said next, I just started wondering where William went.

"Sure," I said, obviously distracted.

He smiled and he said something that caught my attention.

"You look beautiful today, Harmony."

I looked at him and smiled slightly.

"Thanks," I breathed.

He smiled and it seemed like he had blushed.

I blushed too, obviously, it's not every day that someone like him tells me that I'm beautiful.

"Is it just going to be us two?"

"Uh," he rubs the back of his neck. "Yeah... I think that's how a date works."

What?

"Right, sorry." I feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. "I'm a bit distracted."

"I can tell," he smiles. "Let's go?"

I nod and I follow him outside.

I don't understand why I'm going on a date with Scott, I'm not trying to make William jealous or anything, it's not like that. Maybe he is actually trying to be with me, I just never noticed. There would always be those random, sweet compliments and the opening doors for me. But I guess I was always so busy obsessing over William that I never noticed how amazing Scott was.

I don't know what I'm thinking right now, I'm in Scott's car and I think he's nervous...

The guys would always make fun of him, but I never understood why, until now.

"So," he broke the awkward silence. "I don't know if you've noticed, but I've always had some sort of crush on you."

I looked at him, and he cleared his throat.

"I think I figured it out when you got hit with a football just because I said hi to you." I smiled.

He chuckled and grinned.

"Yeah, I kind of got distracted," he smiled. "But I was fine, I didn't get hurt."

"That's a good thing," I smiled widely. "Your coach wasn't very happy."

We laughed for a while, something I hadn't done in a while.

He started the car and we left.

The car ride wasn't awkward at all, it was exciting, and in a way cute. He kept blushing when I would bring up those times when he would open doors for me, and when he would pick flowers from his mother's garden, just for me.