I heard the engine of harrys bike coming back up the road. I grinned as I saw a bag on his back. We were leaving. He pulled up in front of my house and tapped the back seat. I grinned and climbed on he passed me a black helmet and of we went. We didn't say anything.
We had driven for nearly an hour up a highway till we got to an abondend motel. He parked his bike around the corner so it was hidden and I followed him inside.
He had found a room that wasn't trashed much and we threw our bags in the corner and sat down on the floor. He grabbed my hand and said,
"Hey I've got something to tell you.."
I turned to face him. His face had gone white and his lips began to quiver. He looked cold but there wasnt a blanker or a jacker I could give..he was much taller than me so I couldn't give him mine. He looked at me and began,
"Look, were not all that different.. Today when I saw your arm I knew I had to tell you. I knew I could trust you."
"What's wrong?.. Harry.."
He glanced towards my wrist and that's were it clicked in my brain.
I grabbed His arm and rolled up his sleeves. It revealed an endless sea of cuts.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you its just I thought if I told you.. You would get more upset. And people would find out.. And I'd kill you by trying to kill myself.. So I kept secret."
"Harry I'm sorry. I did this to you. You should of told me. We could of got better together. We could of done something. I love you so much please stop."
My mind flashed back to the kiss a few hours ago was he thinking about it too. Did it mean anything.
"Katy.."
"Yeah?" I turned and looked up into his face.. To me he was still the boy I'd been in love with 5 years ago..
"Ive always loved you.."
"Me too."
He looked at me and glanced towards my lips and looked into my eyes. He leaned in and locked his lips onto mine..
