Trace

Chapter 10

Harry smiles over at me and places his hand on my knee. I reach forward to turn up the radio, and we just drive without talking for a little while longer.

    "What's your favourite colour?"

"Huh?" I ask, looking over.

       "Colour- what's your favourite?" he repeats.

"Uhmm... I dunno! Light blue? Or maybe a sunrise orange," I gather.

     "Sunrise orange, yeah?" Harry chuckles.

"Yeah...or maybe the colour of your eyes. They're beautiful," I gush.

   "Oh, you really think so?" he asks, then leans towards me and bats his eyelashes.

"Harry!" I laugh, pushing him away when he rubs his face on mine. "Watch the road!"

     He chuckles again and focuces his attention to his driving.

"What's your favourite animal?" he asks another.

    "I have always loved horses, my mum used to take me out riding when I was younger. She's been far too busy for any of that, now," I admit to him.

   He nods and stays silence for a few seconds more before quizzing me again.

"Favourite movie?"

   "Harry, what's with all these questions?"

He shrugs without looking over at me. "I feel like there is still so much I still don't know about you."

    "A Walk to Remember, or Dear John..and I love The Notebook," I continue to babble.

"Nicholas Sparks fan, much?" Harry questions, with a friendly nudge of the elbow.

    "Yes, very much so, thank you," I giggle.

"That's nice," is all he says.

   "What about you, Styles?" I ask, "what's YOU'RE favourite place to be?"

"Anywhere...as long as I'm with you."

    "Oh, stop it! Liar," I say to him, but I look away as my cheeks have coloured.

"I like to try new things," Harry replies.

   "New things?" I repeat.

"Mm."

   I look out the window as we continue to ride along. The trees are in full summer's bloom. The sun beams through a thick white cloud. As we keep driving in silence, I can't help but think what Harry said about "new things". And I start to wonder if by that, he means me, too.