I didn't bother to look back, Harry's confused expression said everything to me. "What are you doing here Evan?" He had ruin my buzz. Sighing I turned around and looked at him. "You shouldn't be here." He chuckled and stood up from my couch.
"Oh come on Sam don't act like you don't miss me." I laughed.
"Please, I could care less about you." I shoved him towards the door and he smiled.
"Feisty." He looked at Harry. "What have you done to her, she was never like this for me." Harry's jaw tightened.
"You know maybe you should go before your face is smashed into a millions pieces." Harry's voice was stern.
"Yeah okay, who are you anyways? I haven't seen you around." I sighed.
"Who I am is none of your business." Harry grabbed Evan by the collar and pushed him against the wall. "She told you to leave now fucking leave." He opened the door and threw him out causing him to stumble on the few steps there was before slamming the door once again.
"Thank you, Harry." I looked at him as his anger wasn't leaving. "Hey, can I get you some coffee?" He looked at me with his dark eyes and nodded. I quickly walked towards the kitchen and turned on my coffee machine.
"I should go." He stood up and looked at his feet.
"No, please don't. I really want you to stay." I walked towards him and tried my best not to trigger another emotion. "Hey look at me." Once he looked up I smiled. "Tell me about the dessert, how is it?" He sighed and sat back down while I went to serve us both a cup of coffee.
"It's not as wonderful as Liam makes it out to be. I miss my family most of the time I'm over there, I miss home cooked meals." He chuckled. "It's just not the same, I know I'm supposed to be doing something good but I honestly can't wait for the last day."
"I wouldn't doubt it." I sighed and handed him a cup of coffee.
"What do you do for a living?" I chuckled.
"Not much, go to school part time work at an office the other time. I hate it but I need money for college." I sipped my coffee burning my tongue in the process.
"What are you going to school for?" He sipped his coffee.
"Well, I'm not too sure. I'm stuck, I've been going for years and I still don't know what career I want." I sighed and put my coffee down. "I'm honestly just going to please my parents, I just want to go to film school and learn how to produce some kind of movies, any kind of movies anything at all. But my parents, they don't see a future with that, they say I'll never make it. They're probably right anyways." I shrug.
"Anything is possible with your ambition. I believe you can make it, and so should you." He smiled at me causing a smile to grow on my face.
"You aren't half bad. I thought for sure you were going to be another cocky guy that thinks it's okay to make girls feel worthless." He chuckled and shook his head.
"I believe a women should be treated with respect and kindness, anyone who can't treat a lady with respect is not a man, he's a boy." I smile at him.
"You're sweet. I can't help but wonder what the hell was wrong with your ex girlfriend." He sighed as we heard the door open.
"Harry you're here?" Liam chuckled as he carries Karma up the last step.
"I was actually leaving already." He set the coffee mug on my coffee table before getting up. "It was really nice to meet you Sam, maybe we can hang out sometime." He doesn't ask, he states. I get up and hand him my phone.
"Sure, why don't you give me your number." I hear Liam chuckle and clap before rolling my eyes and punching his arm playfully.
"Here you go." He hands me back my phone and I smile. "I'll see you later Liam, don't do anything I wouldn't do." He chuckled and walks to the door, me following.
"I'll see you around Harry." I smile as he opens the door. I waved at him before closing the door and sighing. He was a nice guy with a rough past. When I turn around I see Liam and Karma making out on the couch. "Can you guys at least try to make it to Karma's room?" They both chuckled before continuing their make out session. I cringed and decided to go to my room.
I've never met anyone like Harry, so full of kindness and willing to give up his life for what he believes. Truth is, he's the first guy in years that caught my attention, I don't know if it was his thick accent or his great looks. I giggled and shook my head. I looked at my phone debating whether or not to text him. He's probably not home yet, he probably doesn't even want to talk to me. What if he's not that into me like I hope he's be. All these question swarmed my mind and by the time I realized I had already typed hello twenty times. I erased the whole message and put my phone down. Evan's image flashes on my mind and I can't escape my past while he's still in my present and if we're being honest it's stopping me from accomplishing everything I want. His constant reminder of my failure at life haunts me as if it's trying to tell me not to trust another guy. I felt a buzz come from my phone. The light from the screen burning through my eyes, it was dark in my room.
It was really nice talking to you, I can't wait to do it again. - Harry.
I smile at the bright screen and lock it. I decide not to text back, I didn't want to seem like I was waiting for my phone to ring since he left. Instead I close my eyes and drift to sleep with the thought of Evan on my mind. A terrible nightmare begins to form and I can't help but follow my sleep.
