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Chapter 124

What a feeling to be right here beside you now
Holding you in my arms

— One Direction, What A Feeling

. . . .

"So, where are we going exactly?" I ask him as we sit in the car after driving for fifteen minutes away from the outskirts of town. We packed blankets, a pillow, food, water, and so on for several hours of picking a spot somewhere to park and have, what seems to be, a mini camping trip, or pretty much just spending time together in his car.

"I... can't tell you."

The Maps app on his phone tells him to make a left, we drive through the forest for a good five to ten minutes before we pull up to a pay booth with a yellow and black striped entry bar in front of the bar. The teen in the booth asks how many and Harry says 'two'. He digs around in his wallet and hands the boy a few notes before the bar raises and we drive down the pathway. We turn the corner and a gigantic screen stretches in front of the flood of trees. Cars upon cars are parked facing the front, kids run around chasing one another, people are walking toward the concession booth, and some are just standing at their cars talking. He pulls into a vacant area in the middle of the lot.

"I hope this is alright. I didn't want to stay in the apartment watching movies, so I brought you here... to sit and watch movies, but this time it's in my car."

"No, I love it!"

"Have you ever been to one?" he asks me.

"Yeah," I reply, covering my lap with the blanket that he hands to me, along with the bag of food we brought along. He didn't tell me where we were going. All he said was to bring blankets and pack some food. "When I was four, maybe five, my mum and dad took me to one. We saw Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, which was the first movie for the kids, and they wanted to see the adult movie which was The Pacifier. Of course, I fell asleep towards the end of 'Charlie' in the back seat. I loved that night. They were happy, we were happy. Everything was so perfect and ideal when I was young. I saw other kids with only one of their parents at the park and school... and I took both of mine for granted,"

"I want my father to approve of me and love me. He's the only blood-related family member I have left that I actually talk to, and I don't want to ruin that. I love him, and I know he loves me," I continue, "God, um... anyway, have you ever been to one of these before?"

"No, uh... my dad never wanted to do things like this. We went on holidays every year to different parts of Europe, but in our family, whatever he said, we did. We had what he wanted for dinner. We went to his favorite shops on shopping trips. We listened to his favorite music. It almost felt like we were being brainwashed to turn into him. I'm just glad for my mum's sake that she got out of that relationship."

"Well," I say, "If it helps the situation, you didn't turn out all that bad, and you're nothing like your father."

He rolls his eyes and lightly shoves my shoulder. Then he says, "C'mon. I need a wee."

We both get out of the car and head toward the concession building. We split off at the bathrooms. A few other people are in here and a stall off to the right is empty. After I'm finished, I wash my hands and meet back up with Harry who's waiting by the wall opposite the bathrooms. He holds his hand out for me, and we head out towards the car.

The movies don't start for another twenty minutes or so, and walking from the toilets, neither one of us really want to see the first movie as it's an extremely kiddish film.

So instead, Harry starts pulling out the snacks he packed and lays them out on my lap, the blanket sprawled over the top of me. I kick my feet up onto the dashboard and pivot my body so I can see him a bit more.