Hidden Feel

Hidden Feel, part 7

Part 7

YOUR POV.

Harry quick stood up and cursed. I also stood up but he already walked away to the toilets. I followed him, walking fast, trying to reach him, but he was faster and when I wanted to go in the toilet room, Harry threw the door closed in front of me. There I stood, feeling guilty, people looking at me. On the other side of the door I heard water streaming in the sink, Harry signing. Softly I knocked on the door.

Y (you): "Harry?"

He didn't answer and that made me feel more guilty by the second. I didn't hesitate and I pushed against the door, Harry's back facing me. I walked up to him, carefully grabbing the bottom of his pullover. I could feel it was pretty wet.

Y: "H-h-harry I'm so s-s-orry."

I didn't dare to look in his eyes, but I could hear him swallow. His hand covered mine, which was still holding his pullover.

H (Harry): "Don't worry."

He spoke on a tone to comfort me, but I didn't understand how he could be so relaxed, I just ruined his brand new shirt! I looked around and then I noticed I was in the Men Toiletroom, stupid I didn't realize before. In the corner I saw a device what gave tissues. I walked up to it and took 3 thick tissues. I walked back to Harry and started cleaning his pullover. I really wanted it to be clean, even though I already knew that wasn't really possible for tonight, but I tried. Harry chuckled and again he grabbed my hand with the tissue, pulling it away. My head lifted and I had a view on his green eyes.

Y: "What are you doing?"

H: "What are YOU doing?"

I was confused, but he let out a little laugh.

H: "(YN), stop it, it's okay. Let's finish our dinner okay?"

Harry grabbed the tissues out of my hand, threw them in the bin and then he grabbed my hand, leading me out of the bathroom, back to our table.

We had a delicious dinner, despite the fact I threw drink over Harry's new pullover. It was 22:30PM when we left the restaurant. Stupid me had forgotten to bring a coat and it was pretty cold outside, Harry noticed.

H: "Are you cold?"

Y: "Hm, I'm fine."

Harry stopped and stood in front of me, already his pullover in his hand. The pullover was already dry.

H: "Always so stubborn."

My cheeks turned red and I let out a little chuckle, looking to me feet. I felt Harry did his pullover over my head, he let me pull it on. It looked ridiculous, a pink dress with a purple pullover. 

Y: "New trend I think, a dress with pullover."

H: "Probably."

He made me laugh and we walked further, his arm around me. I really felt safe, Harry isn't that bad, why are people saying that about him? 

Suddenly I noticed Harry walked pretty weird.

Y: "Are you okay?"

H: "Actually, I, erm, have to use the toilet."

I looked around me, searching for a restaurant or something. At the end of the street there were lights and I remembered that was a pub. I pointed to the direction.

Y: "There's a pub, I think you can go there?"

Harry nodded and together we walked to the end of the street. When we reached the front, Harry looked through the windows, searching for anyone who could open the door, because the door was closed, but there were people. After a few seconds a woman opened the door for us.

H: "Can I use the toilet here please?"

W (Woman): "Of course, come in."

Harry thanked her and together we walked into the warm air. 

H: "Stay here please, I'll be back in a few minutes."

I nodded and sat on a barstool, waiting for Harry to come back. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder, I expected Harry, but it was someone else, a boy and I didn't know him.

Y: "Erm, hello, can I help you?"

B (Boy): "Helloo beauty."

I could feel the smell of beer in his breath. 

B: "Are you alone here tonight?"

Y: "N-.."

Before I could finish my sentence, he grabbed my hand and pulled me of the chair. 

B: "You coming with me to my place tonight?"

I could see he was already like 20 years or something, so probably he had his own apartment or house. 

Y: "No thanky-...."

I was startled when he pressed his wet lips against mine. I tried to pull away, but his arms were around my waist and he was pretty strong. Of course I didn't kiss back, but his tongue slid against my lips, touching and massage my tongue. Suddenly I heard Harry's voice behind me.

H: "(YN)?"