Sweet Disposition [H.S]

seven

HARRY'S POV

Those things I thought about Rafaela are wrong. I thought she had change a lot but she is still the same old Rafaela. The way she smiles when I do something dorky. The way she speaks. The way she laughs about my joke. The way her eyes close and wrinkles when she laughs are all the same. Her physical appearance had changed but she still the same. Talking to her made a lot of memories and feelings flash. It feels like we are back in sixth grade.

I noticed how she change mood when we saw Margaret. The way her body tenses when she talks about the past. I hate that bitch. I'm never the one to judge but she doesn't even have a good attitude. I mean my pinky toe has more attitude than she has. All she does is go around and let the football varsity team shag her. I won't play innocent here I already shag her but it wasn't close to feeling good. I can't even feel her around me.

"You're starring." Rafaela points out. I've never notice that I was starring at her while she's laughing.

"Yeah." I nodded. I shake my head and took a bit on my pizza. "So Rafaela how's life in Miami?" I asked. I notice that she cringes when someone said her full name.

"Just call me Raffy?" She smiles.

"Why?"

"I don't know it's just sound formal you know?" She laughs awkwardly.

"Nah Rafaela is just fine and most of the people call you Raffy."

"Okay. So Miami?" I nodded. "It's okay. It's kind of hot there actually lot's of great parties and boys."

"Do you have a boyfriend?" I suddenly ask before I can stop myself.

"Nope. No boyfriend since birth." A sigh of relief leaves my mouth. I don't know why.

"You're joking." I laugh.

"Promise." She raises her hand. "I didn't have any boyfriend before."

"Why?" I ask. "Not even a fling?"

"A fling yes but he moved to Australia but after that I didn't have anyone." She took a sip on her water bottle.

"Why?" I asked again. There's no way she didn't had any boyfriend before. I mean look at her she's very pretty and sexy. Yeah sexy.

"They were all like. 'Hey mama your ass looks fine." She said faking a male voice. I laugh at her attempt. "I don't like cocky boys who thinks so full of themselves." She licks her lips. "I want someone who's down to earth even though they know that they're hot." She looks into my eyes like she delivering a hint.

"Yeah like me." I whispered more to myself.

"What?" She asks.

"Nothing." Thank god she didn't hear it. "So why did you just left before?" Those are one of the questions I've been meaning to ask her. She got caught off guard by my question and choke on her pizza. I handed her drink.

She cleared her throat before coughing a couple of times. When she finally composes herself she looks at me straight into my eyes. "I've never wanted to leave before." She licks her lips before looking at the table. "My mom just showed up the day after graduation with tickets on her hands then we went to London. Then back to Miami." She looks down looking like she was upset. "I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For just going away. For not even trying contacting you. for not-."

"Hey hey." I cut her off. "It's wasn't okay of course at first. Don't think about it you're here now." She puts her hands on top of me across the table. Her hands is delicately soft causing a shiver run down my spine. I'm sure she's talking right now but I'm too focused in her hands on top of mine.