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"Red and blue flashing lights all around me, the screams of terror, the sobs. I knew it would come, I knew it had to happen, just didn't know it would happen today. All I can feel is pain, that dark hole i've felt in my chest for so many months, patiently waiting to aspire me, finally grabbed me by the heart and broke it in pieces with no hesitation."

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I said yes. I don't know what went through my mind, but here I am, walking in an empty street at 2am with a perfect stranger. No, actually, more like the stranger everyone seems to avoid. He didn't say a word yet, it's been ten long minutes we are walking, and the silence feels great. It's not too cold, not too hot outside and it feels good. It's like the whole world around us just shut down.

I don't know if I could handle a conversation right now, but that same question is playing on repeat since we left my house and I can't help but ask him, even tho, his presence kind of mess my nerves up, I can't explain it. I still can't forget that dark look he gave me earlier, in the library, freezing my blood.

"Why me?" I ask nervously, still walking beside the tattooed boy. I can feel his eyes on me, since we left. Creep.

"I got bored, my friends are asleep, don't feel special short one." he mumbled as I felt my jaw slowly drop, stopping walking. "Short? You must be kidding me?" I almost gasp at his words which seems to just make him proud of himself, one of his eyebrow lifting, a light of malice in his green eyes. I'm so dumb for even falling in his stupid game.

"Yes short, very short, I could fucking step on you" he repeat firmly hiding a little proud smile behind that serious look of his. I just clench my fists and keep them between my sides as I keep on walking, muttering under my breath "Mhm short...i ain't short, i'm normal." I can hear him let out a small laugh from behind me. Ugh. I don't even know this guy but I already feel like he will be part of my hate list.

"Ever saw a sunrise?" he ask randomly, his hand in his back pockets of his tight black jeans as he keeps on starring at me. I can feel it. It's crazy how this boy have no shame on starring at people, he isn't scared of being judged, he seems like he got so much confident that I truly wish I had.

"Why a sunrise?" I ask back frowning sightly.

"Your necklace, it's a sun, so I guessed you like those kind of stuff." his words hits me straight inside. I was cleary not ready for him to even notice the shape of my necklace, but he did. He noticed. I'm fighting the urge of crying slowly attacking my nerves as I gulp. I hate myself for being that weak whenever it comes to my mother, but I can't help it. I tried everything but it's still too soon.

I can't awnser, I don't want to and it looks like he noticed my sudden change of mood. His large fingers comes up my head to mess my dark hair all up like i'm some kind of litlle brother he likes to bother. I roll my eyes back annoyed as I fix my hair quickly, pushing his huge hand away from it.

"Ha, finally that fight back again" he says sounding even more proud of himself.

After an hour or so of walking, he stops by a grocery store, the neon light so colorful I can't even look at it. I know that store, I just never went in it in the middle of the night, didn't even know it was open that late. Harry stops walking and look down at me "wanna stop by and have some fun?" he whispers beside my ear as I just look up at him frowning.

"What does some fun means to you?" I ask, actually very curious about what fun is to him. I didn't have fun in so long, last time I did was probably in high school with Ellias whenwe had a cart race.

"Stealing food, can you stick some stuff in your bra?" he ask, not even looking like he is joking, he just look at me as my face slowly discompose itself, stealing? hell no.

"There is no way I do that." I awnser quickly, I didn't even tell him my dad's job, he dont even know my damn name. I could never do that kind of thing, I would be the kind of person walking back in the store and pay for what I stole, acting like it was a mistake.

"Alright, stay in your boring controled life then, bbut I'm not stopping myself for you, shortie." he says as he walks over the store with that same confidence of his, pushing his jacket back up his shouders and passing one of his hands throughs his long wavy hair.

"I'm not short!" I shouts, as if he would apology for it. His words keeps on playing in my head "boring life..." my life is not boring I just have...ethics, and a policeman as my father. I bite on my lip roughly holding the necklace tightly in my hand as I let out a loud sigh.

"Ugh, fuck it." It took me less than five minutes to join him and walks in the store, as soon as I enter a small bell rings, my eyes makes their way around, looking for that brown haired asshole through the aisles. I peep the top of his head a bit further.

When I reach him, he just smiles wide at the vegetables in front of him, acting like he was actually chosing one. "I knew it." he whispered to me as he looked over at me and for the first time since I left home, my eyes get locked in his.

"If we get arested it's all your fault" I awnser through my teeths as I walk a bit further to the snack aisle, the owner of this small market seems very busy reading his magazine both of his feets on the counter. I trace my finger over the different packages, feeling that same twiching feeling in my stomach, I can't do that, I can't steal. What would my dad think...what would my mom think.

I let out a sigh in relief wipping my face with both of my hands just making sure i'm awake and not in the middle of a fever nightmare. "Little one is getting scared?" I can hear Harry's voice from behind me as I put my head up. Harry is like that little demon up my shoulder trying his absolute best to make me commit sins, and his devilish smirk just comfort me in that idea. It's just a snack...It wont ever happen again. I'm having a battle through my mind, should I?

Harry picks a small package and pour it into my hand as he leans over my ear and whispers, I can feel his warm breath hitting my ear.

"You will notice soon enough that, taking small risks is way more interesting than just living a perfect life, with a whole broom up your ass...everyone dies, no one notice us, who cares about what you do,

darling."

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