Behind Closed Doors

Cause You Have Lots of Hair!

'Hi'

Oh snap. He's trying to communicate... Thank God! I thought I was going to have to do all the talking! I don't do well with one-sided conversations. Unless they're with myself, that is.

He cleared his throat. Oh yeah! Almost forgot about him :/. "Umm." What am I supposed to say?! Say hello back you stupid! Right. "Uh, hello?" He waved. I coughed... Talk about awkward. "I'm Eliana, but you can just call me Eli for short." He took back the note pad, wrote on it and handed it back.

'I know'

"You know?" I ask confused. And not gonna lie, I was both creeped out and immensely flattered that he remembered. He chuckled and it was like the heavens just opened up and angels started singing. It was music to my ears. He just chuckled and I could feel a blush start to creep up my neck and onto my cheeks as I looked away. The frig? What is happening to me? I shook it off, pushing it into the back of my mind, not wanting to ruin the moment. We were making progress.

"Okay, so you know my name, but I don't know yours. Enlighten me." I said smiling. He shook his head. My eyebrows furrowed. He wrote something on the pad before handing it back to me.

'Guess :p'

Guess? "Guess?" He nodded his head. "Uh, okay." I thought for a moment. "Charles?" He shook his head no. "Xander?" Another no. "Edward?" He scrunched his nose up at that one. "Oh, come on! Give me a hint or something!" He sighed and put his hand on his chin in a mock thinking position. He glanced at me and smiled. He reached his hand up and moved it toward me. What he did next surprised me. Once his hand was on my head he began running his fingers through my hair. You've got to be fluffing kidding me. "Are you mocking me?" I asked incredulously. He made a so-so motion with his free hand. "How does this have to do with me guessing your name?" This boy is really confusing. he sighed and took is hand out of my hair but left his hand there. He then pointed to his head. I cocked an eyebrow. He sighed again. He grabbed his hair and mine, bringing our heads together. Holy Saltines... He smells so good! It's masculine but comforting at the same time. I've never smelt anyone, or anything, like him before. Okay, now I sound like a creep. Back to the present.

Too soon he let go of our heads, backing up. He then motioned between both of our heads and back to him. I blinked. Then I got it. "Oh! Your name's Harry! Cause you have lots of hair!" I exclaimed. He nodded his head yes while chuckling again. Oh, god. If he keeps doing that I might just die... At least I would die a happy death. 'Death By Heavenly Sound and Smell.'

Not too bad.