Chapter 13
Harry's P.O.V.
The few moments that we had together in the darkness I wish would last. But I knew she wanted the light on. So I flicked on the light switch to my right, and she came into view. Today she was wearing studded shorts, with a Rush T Shirt. Her hair was so messy and rigid. She experiemented with mascara on her bottom lashes, which gave her a more edgy look. I loved her hair, most people would spend hours trying to perfect it with hair spray and gel, and it's amazing how she is naturally that way. She was not the skinniest girl, which I love. Her hips give me something to hold on to. She was dotted in the oddest places with brown freckles, many of them gathering on the bridge of her nose. Her brown eyes might have been the biggest I have ever seen, and she goes all out on her eye lashes. Everytime she blinked? Bat bat bat. Almost as if they were blowing more wind into my stomach along with the cage of butterflies. I was about a good foot taller than her, which would be perfect if we ever hugged. She would lean her head against my chest so she could hear my heart beat, and I could comfort her...
"So," She said with a giant sigh and a smirk. Her lips were very short, if that makes sense. They weren't wide spread, they were short, but they were full. Her cupid's bow was plump, there were a few indents in her bottom lip from her biting. I just wanted to attack them with mine... if that sounded normal...
"So!" I exclaimed. "It's really wonderful to see you," I confessed to her. I probably knew she didn't feel the same way.
"So?" She questioned, cocking an eyebrow. "Why are you here?" She asked me, sternly.
"I, I came to see you," I stuttered, rubbing my nose. I had to do something with my hands so I didn't explode.
"Quit with the act," She told me. She must have read my hurt expression. She exhaled a sigh, and kicked all these mops out of the way with her shoes. Her Dr. Martens. A staple piece for her. She shook her head, and then looked at me. "I know you don't like me. Or, at least I think,"
"Mixed signals, I know." I interrupted. "I'm sorry." She only rolled her eyes. "I mean it!" I exclaimed, coming towards her. She backed up and hit the wall. She slid down the wall until she was sitting on the ground and her legs out stretched. She craned her neck and smiled warmly at me. Her smile made her whole face light up, I wish she smiled more often. She patted the concrete floor next to her.
"Care to sit and explain?" She asked me. I raised my eyebrows with a sigh and plunked down next to her. "So," she sighed. She widened her eyes as if for me to explain. I rubbed my fingers on my chin and moved my body towards her. She did the same. Her skin now had red patches of her blood showing through. Normally on other people, it made me think it looked undesirable. But on her, all I saw was good. Her flaws come out as beautiful traits to me.
"Zoe helped me." I started out with. I tried to make eye contact with her, but she kept looking at the floor and making circles with her fingers. "I actually called you," Her ears perked up. " but Zoe answered. She told me lots of things," her head snapped up with concern in her eyes. I could tell she was worried. "I uhm, she didn't say much," Lie. I can't lie to her. "well, she told me enough." I stated. I looked into her brown eyes and wished I could stare into them forever. Her cheeks were naturally red, all the time. "But anyways, we talked. A lot. And she helped me come out and see you at the perfect time."
"So, I was supposed to get my zipper stuck and you to magically appear?" She said, and afterwards she let out a small laugh. I let out a chuckle as well. Just seeing her cheekbones come into view when she smiled made me smile.
