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Chapter 9

<>I KNOW THIS ISNT DANIELLE OR HARRY BUT IT LOOKS LIKE THEM SO YEAH<>

-3 DAYS LATER-

I walk into Harry's room and sit down next to him on the bed.In his hands he's holding the leather book I gave him a few days ago.I wonder what he writes in there.

"Hi"I say leaning towards his face to kiss him.
He meets me half way and our lips touch.

"Hi" He smiles against my lips then pulls away.
"Do you need something?"

"Actually yes.." I respond quickly."We haven't left the house in three days,Harry!" I say exaggerating the word three.

"Well,why would we leave?We still have plenty of food here.Are we out of something?" He says standing up and walking towards his dresser to set his journal down.

"No"

"Then, what do you want to leave for?" He ask obviously confused.

"I want to go on a date." I finally get to say.

"Oh" Harry says pouting out his bottom lip.
I walked over to him and grabbed both of his hands in mine.

"We've been 'dating' for 3 days now but we haven't even gone on one date yet." I say squeezing his hands.

"We went to the movies."

"That doesn't count"

"Why not"

"Because we weren't dating then..we talked about it after the movie." I reply

"Emma,I don't think it's safe to go on dates right now.And where else would we go?I took you to the movies because I knew it would be empty but where else would I take you?"

"I don't know." I say regretting not thinking about this further before I brought it up.
"Couldn't we go somewhere else? I bet we could think of..."I try keeping the idea up but Harry interrupts me.

"Emma...were not going on a date.I'm sorry."Harry says shutting down my idea completely.

I look at the ground and finally let go of his hands,quickly dropping them to my sides.

"Emma," he starts but I stop him.

"Harry,it's fine." I say still looking at the carpet floor."I just wish you would consider it, you know?Give it a chance."

I take a quick glance at him and his green eyes are staring directly into mine.I really wish he would take me on a date so I didn't have to be mad at him.I hate being mad.

After Harry stays silent for a few seconds I decide to go.

"I'll be in my room."I say spinning around a and quickly walking out of the door.I walk into my room, shut the door,and walk over to my desk.

In my opinion I've always been pretty good at art.I took art classes after school for about 2 years and I really enjoyed it.I wish I could still attend those.It always helped me get my mind off things.I decided to grabbed a sheet of blank paper and sit down at the desk...all I had to do was draw to get my mind clear.

It usually works but at the moment all I could think about was Harry taking me on a date.I remember when I used to go on dates in high school.My favorite one I ever went on was with a guy I dated in 11th grade,Cade Evans.

He took my to this park and we had a picnic while there was a small band playing on the stage.There were a lot of other couples there doing the same thing and we fit right in with the crowd.

It was so peaceful and we sang along,danced,and cuddled on our blanket till the band left at about 10 o'clock at night.To me that was a perfect date.