the book report

26

{SIDNEYS POV}

I caught up to Joan as we walked to the store.

Joan had the face I had when we had left the house:

Cold and emotionless.

I sighed.

"What happened back there?" I asked, not looking at Joan at all.

"Hannah's dead, end of story." Joan said in a raspy voice.

I looked at the ground. It was hard seeing Joan like this, so much like me.

We finally made it to the store. I broke open the glass with my elbow, then we all walked inside.

"Okay, so what we're basically gonna do is kill these mother fuckers with the weapons in the duffel bag. When they get in the store, everyone head to the middle of the store. But for now, I want two people in the left, middle, and right."

"Maya Aaron and Joan you take the left side of the store, Sasha and Sam can take the center, and me and Harley will take the right. Sound good?"

Everyone nodded, no one was in the mood to argue.

"Everyone take a gun and a knife or hatchet or anything like that. We don't know what their armed with."

Everyone took a gun and a hatchet, saw, dagger, or knife. (etc.)

"Since there's still extra, the duffel bag will be with me. I can give it to you if you need anything. Everyone grab extra ammo in case your gun runs out."

Everyone took the most amount of ammo they could, still leaving extra in the bag.

"Whatever you guys do, don't do anything stupid." I finally said.

"Good luck." Joan said to no one in particular.

We all walked to our places, then I put the bag next to me and sat on the floor.

Harley went and sat next to me.

She sighed softly.

I tilted my head up, not knowing what to say or do.

Harley turned her head to me, then reached for my hand. She slightly gripped my hand, but not tightly.

I turned to her.

I scooted towards her just a bit, then looked her up and down.

I leaned in and kissed her softly.

Harley accepted the kiss and opened her lips, giving my tongue access inside her mouth.

I gladly accepted, then lightly put my tongue in her mouth, deepening the kiss.

I crawled on top of her and let go of the kiss. I gasped for air as Harley did too.

I leaned back in and started making out with her, holding her head close to me. I couldn't help myself, I loved Harley too much.

I started playing with her hair as I kissed her.

I reached my hands down her body and to her legs, then ran them back up again, but this time from the inside of her dress.

Harley softly shivered from my cold hands, but then got used to them.

I slid my hands back down, then to her hair again.

I let go as we pushed our foreheads together.

I was going to start undressing her when I heard glass breaking.

Me and Harley quickly moved our attention to where the noise of the glass was, which was the middle.

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