Rule Number One

Chapter Twenty- I Really Missed You

Brooklyn's POV-

I pulled away from the hug and smiled at him. Harry really did look good. Four months had really done him well. He was wearing a grey Rolling Stones tank top and a orange beanie with his signature skinny jeans and ray bans. "I missed you too Harpy."

He groaned and grabbed his bag to load into my car. "I thought you had forgetten about that. You really do suck at nicknames Cookie."

"I personally think Harpy is better than Cookie. I will stop calling you Harpy if you stop calling me Cookie," I stated.

"Okay one I wasn't even the one who gave you the nickname Cookie. That was your parents, love. And two I will never stop calling you Cookie," He argued.

I threw my hands up in the air in mock exsaperation, "Lordy Harry you've been here for like what two seconds and we already are fighting."

He grunted as he loaded his back into my trunk and turned to me grinning, "Admit it Brooklyn. You wouldn't have it any other way."

I looked down at my feet not sure what to say. I really wouldn't have it any other way. I was in love with this boy, but I didn't even know how he felt about me anymore. What if his feelings had gone away and he just thought of me as a friend? Was he ever going to bring it up? Maybe our brief fling was all that it was ever going to be and now it was all over.

I looked back up at Harry and smiled trying to shake my head of the millions of questions running through my mind. "Come on idiot. Get in my car so I can take you too your hotel."

He held his hand over his heart and pretented to be hurt by my comment and I chuckled and I walked back over to the drivers side. I opened to door and got in at the same time Harry got on. As I turned on the car a Taylor Swift song came on the radio and I laughed loudly as he groaned.

"Still a sore spot for you I'm guessing," I stated as I pulled out of the parking garage.

He changed the station and placed his arm of the armrest, "I just wish I hadn't dated the girl in the first place. Too many tabloids and drama. Don't get me wrong she was sweet and all, it just wasn't worth it in the end."

I smiled but on the inside my heart shattered a bit. Was that how he thought of our brief relationship, too much drama and not worth it in the end? God why do I keep doing this to myself? Just get over it and enjoy your time with Harry while he's here.

"So," He said breaking the comfortable silence. There never really was awkward silence with Harry. It was always just blissful with him around and I enjoyed every minute of him being there. "Are you still with David?"

"His name was Dan," I corrected him, "And no he asked me out again and I told him I was busy with my summer schedule."

"Summer schedule?" He asked amused at my lame excuse to not go out with him.

"Well it's not like I'm dancing right now. I start up again in late July! I just needed a quick excuse and I think he bought it. Actually scratch that he probably didn't but hey at least I wasn't mean about it," I explained.

He chuckled and shook his head, "Classic Brooklyn."

I smiled keeping my eyes on the road. I kept on waiting for him to bring up anything from our fighting in January over whether or not we should date, but he never did. He probably just wanted to be friends. I wondered if I really could handle being just friends with him. Probably not, but I had to try. Why couldn't he just see that I still wanted and needed him? Why couldn't he just feel the same way?

The song Ottoman came on by Vampire Weekend and I was immediately brought out of my thoughts. God how I loved this song. I immediately started to sing loudly and off key to the song and Harry just watched me laughing until his face was red. About halfway through the song I finally conviced him to sing with me and he began to sing loudly and off key too. It was a great moment and when the song ended we both tried to catch our breath from our uncontrollable laughter and singing that had just taken place.