Deception |H.S|

Fourteen

As we walked out of the large lobby, I felt the intense warm air, surrounding me.

Harry and I hadn't spoken a single word, since he was met with my teary face, in the corridor.

The atmosphere around us was awkward, none of us knowing what to say. I kept quiet and followed his broad figure down the streets.
He walked with fast steps, looking down at his phone as i was fighting to not loose sight of him.

He was about to turn at a corner, but when he looked down beside him, expecting to see me, he stopped up and looked around confused.

For a quick second I saw some sort of fear in his eyes.

He looked behind him, and his eyes immediately landed on mine. My heart stopped. He looked angry now, waiting at the corner, for me to reach up by his side.

His eyes didn't leave my figure until I was standing right next to him, waiting for him to say anything.

"You need to walk right next to me" his accent spoke for the first time, in what felt like ages.

I nodded and broke the intense eye contact with him.

We started walking again, into a parking lot. Harry fumbled in his trouser pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He opened the package and took one between his lips. Then lit it with a lighter that he also had in his pocket.
He sucked the smoke into his lungs, and a few seconds later, blew the white cloud out again.

We walked past a bunch of different cars, but Harry never stopped with one of them.
I had learned my lesson, with not asking where we were going, so I was definitely not gonna ask him that.

Suddenly three guys caught our attention, as they yelled after me.
I looked their direction, and saw three skinny guys standing close together with smirks plastered over their faces.
One of them had black sweatpants on, and a black bomber jacket. The other ones had a grey sweatsuit on, and a Gucci bag around their waists.

"Damn you look fine" one of the guys said walking towards us, with a joint in between his crooked teeth.

I froze still, but Harry quickly pushed on my back so i kept on walking, as he switched place with me, so he was on their side, instead of me.

"Hey! Why don't you show us what you're hiding under them clothes?" The boy yelled after me, making his two friends laugh out loud.

I could hear Harry's breathing getting heavier and heavier, and the hand he was resting on my back, suddenly got a tighter grip onto me.

I felt so embarrassed, and I was so close to start crying right now and here.

My hands were shaking, and I started to walk faster.

"Come on... slut!" The British accent yelled again, making Harry stop up, and look back at them.

I quickly got a grip onto Harry's arm, and tried to pull him back, so we wouldn't get in trouble, but he didn't move and inch. But I noticed how he flinched when I touched him.

He grabbed the car keys from his pocket, and opened up the car which was right next to us.

I felt some sort of relief, knowing that we could drive away now, but that immediately left my body when Harry spoke.

"Get in the car, and lock the doors. I'll be back in a second" He sounded serious, so I did what he told me to.

I hurried to get into the passenger seat, and locked all the doors in the car.
My hands were shaking insanely much, and my breathing was out of control once again.