Fairview Ave / H.S

6

Sienna POV

I keep staring at my phone, hoping for a call back from Logan so I can at least explain. I've been sitting on the curb for a while now, hoping Logan would call me back and we can just talk. I feel so bad about tonight.

It has been twenty minutes and still nothing.

I feel a body present next to me making me turn stiff. I sit up and not look in his direction.

I hug my arms around my body for warmth and remain silent. "Cold?" I hear Harry ask.

"What do you want?" I dismiss. I am over tonight and I am over any attitude.

"I don't know," He says with a sigh. 

"You don't know?" I question. My eyes look in his direction and he is staring off. His legs are fully extended and he looks to be confused on maybe what he wants to say.

"I came out here to talk. But I don't think I want to." He says honestly, making my eyes roll.

"Then go back inside to go back to Ben and tell him more shit to embarrass me with." I grumble back. My eyes look forward to the traffic passing by us. The night is silent and the wind is mild. All you can really hear is the music from the house and some crickets.

"Why are you mad at me for what Ben said? I wasn't the one who was asking the questions." Harry responds with, slightly raising his voice back at me.

"Obviously you told him something, no?" I ask. "How else would he be asking only me these questions?" 

"From my records, it wasn't like we were hiding that we were seeing each other," Harry mutters to me with anger. "At the end of the day it isn't my fault you didn't tell your boyfriend anything and now he's mad at you."

"What is there to tell?" I ask, facing Harry who seems to be tense. "You were the one who stopped things and never told me why. And after that night you haven't spoke to me, or gave me a hint to what I did to make you hate me."

"I'm not getting into this." Harry dismisses while looking forward now.

"Then what was the point in coming outside? You wanted to talk but not actually get to the root of any issue?" I ask with squinted eyebrows.

"Like what you said. What is there to tell?" He mimics.

"So, what? You're gonna still be passive aggressive to me this whole summer for what reason? This shit could've easily been hashed if you told me what I did." My anxiety raises as the suspense raises between us. 

"I don't want to talk about it." His voice goes lower which makes my eyebrow raise at the nerve I just hit.

"Then how can you be mad at me when I don't know anything?" I ask, pushing for him to just answer.

"Anna--Sienna can you just leave it?" Harry pops. His eyes are wide and his voice fully raises now. I can't read his emotion like I used to, so I just bite my lip and turn away.

I stand up from the curb, wipe down my pants, and begin to walk in the direction to lead me home. My arms are hugging my elbows as I walk down the dark street alone. 

I need to clear my head and be alone. I know my parents are going to ask me where did Logan go, and why didn't he come inside to say bye, and I guess I'll come up with a cover story in the mean time.

I check my phone occasionally, hoping for a text, but nothing. All I see is the time, and it is ten o'clock now. I sigh to myself and try to remember anything that happened with Harry to make him dislike me now.