My mind was racing with what just happened. Harry basically just told me no other guys can flirt with me. Now that he says it, it makes me want to rebel against his words and be a little more confident. I threw my apron across the room onto the couch and walked into the kitchen. I was starving. As I reached into the pantry to retrieve a box of Oreo's and the jar of peanut butter I heard a honk come from outside. It was Harry. He sat there staring at me. Why can't he just leave me be. I shook my hands to tell him to go, but he stood still. He finally drove off into the street when I sat down on the ground. Why can't I just be a crumb and lay here forever with no worries. Before I knew it I fell asleep with the spoon full of peanut butter against the hard wood floor.
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The next morning I found myself drooling and remembered I didn't make an effort to walk to bed last night. I got up and walked towards the entry way full of boxes. I took out a pair of black running shorts and a pink v-neck. Running wasn't really my thing, but I need to start getting back into shape because of soccer tryouts in a month.
I grabbed my phone and headphones and headed out the door. The cold air surrounded my body, but it had no affect on me. The beginning on my run was slow until I began to pick up speed. With every step the faster I ran. I came to a red light when my phone rang indicating i received a text message. I stopped the music and quickly checked who it was. Mom.
From Mom:
I will always love you Janni. We've been through rough times, hell we still are, but I just want you to know that I love you and I understand why you left. You be good now and I will be waiting when it's time.
"I will be waiting when it's time?" What does that suppose to mean. Right when I looked up trying to process why my mother would send me this I saw Harry. But he wasn't alone. There was another boy. He had light brown hair that was also swept to the side and had tattoos as well. I couldn't make out exactly his facial features but he had the same style as Harry. Just then another figure walked by. He had glasses and a backpack strapped on his back. Harry said something to the boy. His features hardened and he took the kid by the collar and pushed him up against the wall.
'He seriously needs to stop doing this. I quickly ran over to him and yanked on his leather jacket. When his face met mine his eyes softened and let go.
"Go," I simply said to the young boy. The kid instantly ran from our view with a "thank you" look.
"What the fuck Janni I was just about to teach that punk a lesson," he growled with his fist clenched.
"A lesson?" I questioned," What the hell did he ever do to you Harry?!" I yell. Nobody should ever be treated this way ever.
"Well umm.." he tried to rebel back.
"That's what I thought," I snapped and turned on my heel to start running back to my apartment but a hand claps over my wrist which made me flinched. Harry turned to his friend and nodded for him to go.
"Are you scared of me," Harry questioned me.
"No," I answered truthfully. I have encountered with people like him and they don't scare me anymore. When I answered him he seemed a bit shocked.
"Now I must be going," I said while jerking my hand away from his grasp.
"Wait, how bout I take you out for dinner ton-," but before harry got to finished his sentence a skimpy girl came running pushing me out of her way causing me to stumble forwards.
"Harry! Babe!" she said while kissing him and having a full make out session right in front of me. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy go through me. He isn't even our boyfriend so no need to be jealous I remind myself. What shocked me most is when Harry practically pushed her off of him.
"I don't fucking care for you so you can get out of my sight," he retorted as if it was nothing. The girl just stood their with a pissed off look and then looked straight at me.
"Is this the slut you you are ditching me for," She asked as she ran up to me and brought her hand up to slap me. Right before she could lay a hand on me I took her wrist in my hand and began to twist it until she cried out in pain. Ever since I was a little kid my brothers taught me how to defend myself. I saw her stumble with her hand on her wrist crying. I couldn't help but laugh at her. She turned and gave me her "death glare" which made me laugh even more. Even Harry cracked a smile.
"So about dinner," Harry asked while taking a few steps forward.
"My answer still stands," I replied and with that I began to jog out of the lot.
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There was nothing to do today so I pretty much just stayed at home. My work days took places on the same days which was convenient. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday are my work days and today was Saturday.
Part of me wished I said yes to Harry today, but another part of me screamed stay the fuck away. It was already 7:32 and I was bored out my mind.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
What? Who would be here at this time? Maybe the neighbors from downstairs? I took the knob in my hand and opened it. Their stood Harry in tight skinny jeans with a white plain shirt and a black blazer which covered all of his tattoos. I suddenly realized I was wearing a tight white tank top with blue shorts.
"Ready?"
"Ready? Did you not understand me this morning?" I said and that's when he forcefully opened the door and invited himself in.
"You. Me. Dinner. Tonight.," he said while looking straight in my eyes. He is so stubborn.
"Excuse me. You can't always have your way, you know." I slightly yelled.
"Do you want me to force you to come with me." I huffed down the hall way as he smiled in victory. He is so bossy I just want to stab his eye out sometimes.
I came back out wearing tight blue jeans with my red high top converse and a tight black shirt that showed a little bit of my belly. He starred at me, his eyes traveling up and down my body. I didn't feel self conscious before, but Harry sure knows how to make me feel like that. Lastly I grabbed my phone and keys following Harry out the door.
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