Stay With Me

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

**Alex's POV**

He asked me to be his girlfriend. His GIRLFRIEND! Ah! I died on the inside. I mean, I tired to act cool, but I was like screaming in my head. I called my friend Brianna. She one of the last friends I had. My phone was probably my most valuable thing I owned.

"He WHAT?!" she screamed into the phone, knowing how much I talk about him. "Now I HAVE to meet him." she said, sounding really excited.

"Oh okay..." I agreed, setting up a time for her to come over.

"Hey Harry?"

"Yeah babe?"

"Mind if a couple of my friends come here for a bit tomorrow?" I asked him, excited for him to meet my friends.

"Sure love, anything you like" he replied sweetly.

"Thanks!" I said, running back to the living room and chatting away with Brianna. I called some of my other friends and now they're all coming! It's really only about 2 other people, but to me that's a party!

"Sorry Harry, I got a bit carried away with my friends..." I said, embarrassed at how long I was on the phone. I had to watch my minutes. I had one of those pre-paid phones and you only get about 200 minutes.

"Its cool babe, I'm glad you can see your friends again" he smiled, slipping his arm around my shoulder, as we sat on the couch.

"Here, this is a perfect time for me to learn more about you." he said, turnin to face me.

"Um, okay" I agreed.

"So let's start off with the simple stuff." he said, being serious. "So what's your faveorite color?" he said. I laughed at his silly question.

"Um...either blue or purple." I said, laughing. This went on for about 10 minutes. Just little questions like my favorite animal, or my worst subject in school.

"Well that was fun. Now I know so much more about you!" he joked, smiling.

"Cool, now you know that I love dinosaurs and that I hate math. Great job Harry." I said, teasing him.

"Hey, I would have to know that eventually." he said, defensively. He shook his head, fixing his perfect hair. I ran my fingers through the soft curls. I laughed at how curly and fun it looked.

"What?" he said, wondering why I was laughing.

"Oh nothing...I just love your hair..." I said, playing with it some more. He laughed, the curls bouncing around.

"Hungry?" I asked, getting up, walking towards the kitchen.

"Er...kinda. Why?" he asked, getting up to follow me.

"Nothing, I wanted to make you dinner!" I said, smiling at him.

"Oh don't worry about it, we can always go out." he said, wrapping his arms around my waist, resting his head in my shoulder.

"No, you've done so much for me, at least let me cook dinner for you!" I whined. He sighed, and finally agreed to let me cook.

I ended up making a pretty mean pan of enchiladas! They turned out pretty good, if I do say so myself.

"Great food babe" he mumbled, mouth full of food. I was happy. I was also thinking lately that I need to get a job. I need to pay for something while I'm living with Harry.

"Hey, tomorrow, you're going to be by yourself, sadly." I frowned slightly at the fact that he was going out.

"Okay, where are you going?" I asked,

"Work" he replied, taking a sip of his soda.

"Oh really? Where do you work?" I asked, still thinking about a job myself.

"I work in the fire department downtown. I working my way up. Right now, I just write reports, sooner or later, I'll be in the truck" he smiled, excited to tell me about his job

"That's great Harry! I'll bet you'll be great!" I told him, feeling so proud.

That night, I stared at the ceiling, thinking about what jobs I could apply for. After a longtime of thinking I finnaly figured it out. I was going toto what I've always wanted to do.

Become a cop.