Love Song

Trouble

"SELENA!!" I heard my name being called for the tenth time, as I rinsed off my hands of the dish soap.

"I'm coming!" I screamed my lungs out, as I shut off the kitchen sink, grabbed for a paper towel, then I ran my way to the living room where Ezielle.

"The freaking thing is crying again," Ezielle looked like she's been the mother this whole time, but I did need her if I was going to have to do chores.

"Why didn't you call Jesse?" she complained, as the screeching sound of the plastic doll in her arms became louder.

I cringed up my face at the sound of the baby's screaming cry, but my face became blunt as I realized what she asked me.

"Really think about that question!" I shouted over the sound, and getting tired of the thing. I picked the plastic doll up from her hands, gripping the fake kid in my arms, as I started to bounce.

"Didn't you say you were suppose to meet with him after school?" she asked, not shouting anymore, as the baby's scream decreased a level.

"Yes, but he told me that he seriously had to meet up with me after school tomorrow, because he's having family over," I explained, as I continued to bounce, and the volume of the baby's scream started to die down.

"Why couldn't I just magically pair up with Harry or something?" I questioned myself, but asked Ezzy as well, while I sat down on the couch's arm.

"Well, I'm in his class and we already did that project," Ezzy explained, crossing her long sweater across her body as she kept her position with her legs in pretzel shape, sitting on the ground.

The child finally silenced in my arms, but still kept it's happy giggling face that was painted or inked on the face of the doll.

Ezzy and my focus was captured by the sound of a knock at the door, and a doorbell ringing.

I got up from the couch, being careful not to make so many loud noises or I would wake up the baby. I moved over towards the door in light steps, and unlocked peeked through the window to see Harry standing on my porch, I smiled automatically at his appearance, and I unlocked the door.

I was careful with the door, as I tried to open it without a loud sound, but once I fully opened the large wooden entrance, it made the loudest squeak to my ears.

I swear the doll blew out my ear drum, as Harry stared at me with a strange look, then noticed what I was going through.

"Hey!" I shouted over the screaming, and he gave a chuckle that I wish I could hear, but the doll still went on with the never ending deadly sound.

"Here, let me take him," I heard a few footsteps behind, but then I was thankful it was Ezzy, as she grabbed the child from my arms, and lead herself back to the living room.

"I was wondering if you wanted to maybe go on a date, but it seems like you already have a date with your son," Harry chuckled, and a harp played in key at the sound of his laugh.

"Yeah...it's a bit rough. I have to wait until tomorrow to see the father," I said as a joke, but Harry seemed to become curious, and serious all at the same time. His green eyes went from a lovely light to a dark concentration. Then, I became aware that he was just about to ask me on a date, and I was rejecting because of a piece of plastic.

"Who's the father?" he asked, and I froze, biting my lip, deciding whether I should tell him who it was, but then I remembered this was Harry and he would always respect anyone no matter who was an enemy to him.

"Jesse," I grunted out, and his shoulders look like they were brought up more, like they almost tensed, but I was sure I imagined it.

Harry ruffled out his curls, bringing them across his forehead again, and I smiled at how cute he looked at his expression when he became use to the new feel of his hair.

"Oh, okay...I would say that's rough if you're working with him, love," Harry shrugged his shoulders, and smiled as I just wanted to keep that smile in my hands. To just stare at it all day, and maybe his eyes, yeah, I think his eyes are better to keep. Okay, you're getting creepy, Sel.

"Yeah,-But please be careful with him, Selena...he will try to get his hands on you, and if he does," he started, getting closer into my personal space, but my body did not mind at all as I stood still at the door.

His green eyes revealing the light again, and every green shade was exposed in his eyes, making my heart die for him being here.

"Tell him that you're mine," Harry's eyes darkened again, as the shades seemed to disappear, but he left me at my door speechless. I never seen that side of Harry before, and I didn't quite like that he was being possessive, but then I actually liked it, because it showed that he really cared.

I didn't know how long I stood there, but I was definitely becoming fascinated by the side of Harry I just saw. I wanted more of that side, because I knew Harry was one of those guys every girl wants, but I still wanted a bit of a bad boy. However, I wasn't use to Harry actually playing that part.

It was kind of sexy.

The top of the sun was the only thing I could see that reached above the land.

It was silent as birds chirped, and a cool breeze met my exposed arms, making the branches on the trees rustle. Then, I closed the door finally.