The Dumb and The Clueless

Chapter 16: Too Many Feelings

I think I fell asleep, because when I woke up I was in my pajama pants, and Harry's Ramones t-shirt. I sit up in bed, and I look next to me to see if Harry's there. He's not. I go downstairs and scratch my head, and I see Harry asleep on the couch. 11:40 A.M. "Harry, wake up babe." I say. I shake him a little, and try it again "Harryyy.. I'll let you kiss me.." Nothing. I lose my patience, so I grab a pillow and whack him with it. He falls off the couch and looks up "Wha?" I laugh, and he doesn't. "Not funny" he mumbles. "Fine, Fine. I'm sowwy Harry." "Apology accepted." I roll my eyes, and walk away, and he walks faster than me to block the doorway, and squeezes my butt. "Harry...I swear" I warn. He chuckles, and blocks the doorway. Harry's such a butthead sometimes. "Get out of my wayyy" I whine. He picks me up and puts me on the couch, and starts to tickle me. "HARRY STOP IT" I say while laughing. He starts laughing too, and then I stand up, away from his grasp. "Stop.." I say still chuckling. He laughs, and hugs me. Our hugs feel so warm. "I need to be somewhere..." I complain. "I need to go to my boxing training." Harry says. Whatever. We both walk out the door, and I tippy-toe and kiss his cheek and run away into my car. He stays there frozen as I drive away, but then he goes to his car and resumes normal activity. I run into the elevator and go back to where I saw Harry boxing. I run behind my beloved plant, and put my stuff there, behind it. I walk over to the punching bag and start punching. I start punching really hard because I'm sad, angry, and confused at the same time because of what happened yesterday. It wasn't like I thought it would be. Whatever. I grunt like Harry when I kick and punch, and I see it helps me punch and kick harder. I kick really high, and punch in the areas where I want it to land. I can tell I'm getting better. I start sweating, heart racing, and I feel myself get nervous and I lose all of my strength. But why am I nervous. Oh..Harry just walked in. I resume my punches and kicks, and try to act calm and I see him look at me from head to toe while smirking. The fact im in a red sports bra, and gray exercise shorts that are KINDA SHORT makes me feel uncomfortable. Wrong day to wear this outfit, I think to myself. I keep punching. and he goes to the one next to me. He starts punching and I observe while I'm punching. We punch in-sync, and I kick really high. He kicks high too, but not as high as me, because I'm a girl. My ponytail is swinging while I kick because I step back sometimes. I see him just like I saw him yesterday. Sweaty, and glowing. Two different sides of him, like the angel and the devil. But which one was he showing me?