Just a Bit of Passion ..

Chapter Nine - Wdf is wrong with me?

" Text me when you get home.. to let me know that you got there safely" I texted Harry.

I then hopped quickly in the shower and silently thanked god that my mom was not awake. As soon as I got out of the shower I went straight to bed.. literally, all I did was put on a T-shirt and some panties and turn on my ac.

I fell into insensible sleep instantly after laying down; hence the fact that I had a really long day - that I immensely enjoyed.

I did not wake up to my awesome alarm but instead to my mother. Yelling from downstairs telling me I was going to be late for work. I looked at my phone and It was only 9:08am I didn't start my shift until twelve, was my mother delusional? Yea I think so.

When I checked my phone I noticed that Harry texted me at eleven fourty-two telling me that he made it home safely. I smiled like a fucking idiot. Like why was I smiling at a stupid simple "I made it home safely" text. Then I started self debating whether I should text Harry good morning or let him text me. In a not trying to make the first move after the date type a thing? But then I started thinking about maybe he's waiting for me to reply to his text?

After about 5 minutes of self debate I decided I'd let Harry text me first. Hoping that my pride/ego wouldn't ruin something good again. Because I did really enjoy Harry's company last night and would like him around more often.. not to mention his awesome kissing abilities, and his smile and curly hair and great lips....

I shook my head. Okay that's enough thinking about Harry. I turned on my play station and put a random movie on Netflix - to keep me entertained while I waited till it was time to get ready for work.

I ended up watching half of a really long lame romance movie. To be honest the only reason I put it on was because it was rated R and I love rated R movies. But this movie barely had anything to be titled "rated R".At ten o'eight I got up and got in the shower. I took a quick shower; not wanting to be late. I got dressed rapidly and comfortably considering it was Saturday, one of our most busiest days. I mentally sighed.

I got to work and like I imagined.. we were prettyyyy busy! I swiftly went to go let John that I had already arrived. He dismissed me quickly, to busy talking on the phone with his wife I guess. I went to the house hold section since that and the toys aisle were the only ones without an employee and I was NOT going to the toy aisle. I saw this one elder woman that looked like she was confused, we get a lot of those here. Elder people love thrift stores. 

"Do you need any help ma'am?" I asked her politely

She looked at me and squeezed her eyes together, I guess to try and see me better? I don't know. 

"Um yea actually I was wondering if you guys had any antiques here?"  

W-O-A-H face palm......! I can't believe she just asked me that. The whole house hold section is full with freaking antiques! I didn't even know how to reply to such stupidity. 

"Yes ma'am, this whole section is filled with antiques and the aisle after this one" I pointed to my left and spoke slowly. 

She smiled at me and told me she really appreciated my help, that there's barely any nice young folks and I quote FOLK anymore which made feel bad about thinking she was stupid. 

Throughout the rest of the day I just picked up things that customers dropped and for some apparent reason didn't pick up! I helped a lot more people out, mostly asking about either the technology that we offer or shoes which was a first. I also had to mop the front of the store because it had started pouring out of nowhere and the customers came in soaking wet! To sum my great day up I hadn't heard from Harry not once! Wonderful. 

Maybe that's why I've been in a sour mood all day.. because I haven't talked to Harry. I just couldn't believe that after such a great date he hasn't even cared to text me. I thought he had a good time just like I did. I guess not. And don't get me wrong I don't mind texting him first but I just feel like he should be the one to text me after our first good day together, kind of his way of telling me that he had a good time and wants to spent more time with me.

Once I had gone home eaten and showered I laid in bed and started thinking about how much of a gentlemen Harry was. How he was so addorable when he smiled and showed his cute little dimples or licked his freaking lips urgh his lips! The way he kisses and knows exactly were to place his hands while kissing to make it feel just right. 

I shook my head.. wow I can not be thinking about a guy like that! What the fuck is wrong with me I sound like one of those sappy girls on stupid romance movies .. ew! Why was I thinking about him like that? I can't be thinking of him like that, it's unacceptable! I am not and will not be one of those sappy, ridiculous romance movie girls, no way! 

I turned around and made my mind that I was going to go to sleep.

Literally about three minutes later I got a text, I turned and reached under my pillow to grab my phone. 

"I missed you lots today love I hope you missed me too? ;*" 

Can you believe that I just spent like twenty minutes ranting on how I couldn't get involved with this guy at all he sends me this beyond adorable text? I swear I just melted!