Henrietta's P.O.V
"For the hundredth time, I'm okay" I groan, and Romeo frowns
I never thought I'd meet anyone as annoyingly overprotective as Jay, but here I am; frustrated and wrong
"Fine. I won't ask you again" He tells me, and I scoff
"If the last 8 minutes were anything to go by, then I know that's a lie" I narrow my eyes at him and he gives me a nervous smile
Sigh
"Look. Thanks for caring. Really" I tell him
"I was a bit annoying, wasn't I? Sorry" He grins and I roll my eyes and look forward at the road
A bit my butt!
"This road is creepy" I tell him and he smiles
"Yeah. It's always really quiet and empty" He tells me and I shudder
We're going to a secret hideout for Romeo and his friends.
He wants me to get to know his friends, and to see their hideout.
We're currently on a street with barely any houses and no single person in sight.
At least, that's what I think until I lock eyes with a creepy looking Man coming out of an old, dirty looking house.
He looks old, not from living too long, but from doing too much while alive.
"H?" Romeo calls and I snap out of my daze to realize I had still been looking at the creepy Man with the side mirror while Romeo must have been talking to me
"I'm sorry. Did you say something? I may have missed it" I rush
"Uhh- Yeah. I was talking about our Chemistry project"
"Yeah? What about it?"
"You'll go for the three day trip, and I'll deal with the paperwork" He states, and I already feel my shoulders tense from the thought of it
"No" I tell him and watch him pause and blink
"No?"
"Yeah. No. I'm not going" I fold my arms
"What? Why aren't you going for the Trip?" He asks me, and I narrow my eyes at the side of his face
"Why aren't you going?" I ask him back, and I watch as his grip on the wheel tightens
Confused, I look up at him and back at his hands on the wheel
"Well, that is- " He stops to clear his throat, and I raise a brow at him when he briefly glances at me
He sighs, loosening his grip
"I'm- Well, I'm- I don't like Art, you know?"
No. I don't know
"You don't like Art?"
"No" He says, quickly "It's not like that. I- " He takes a deep breath before turning to look at me.
I just keep my face expressionless, and he turns back to face the road, clenching his jaw
I sigh exaggeratedly
"Romeo, you-"
"I'm afraid of Art" He blurts quickly, cutting me off.
I almost didn't catch it, but I did
I turn slowly to look at him, my right brow almost tearing off of my face
"What?" I question, and he sighs
"I'm scared of Art, you know, like you're scared of- of space" He explains, but I shake my head.
I don't get it
"I don't get it" I voice my thought "You can be scared of Art?" My nose wrinkles in uncertainty
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ChickLitApril Hawkins has always felt like she'd wing it at acting, but she's never really tried it before. At least not in public. Now, she has to ensure she's April Hawkins when she's off the set, and Henrietta Harrison when she's on the set. Two persons...
