Tongue Slip

11.you again?

So, I bet everyone has had there moments...

I'm not talking about those lovey dovey moments or embarrassing moments better yet... Cliche moments.

I am more of into talking about shy and nervous moment.

So I'm seated in this minivan that belongs to super duper guys and rich and really good looking... Mouth watering and extremely edible.

My tongue slips out of my mouth and licks, moistening my almost chapped lips. My fingers fiddle with themselves and occasionally move to my hair and push it behind my ears.

My eyes concentrate on the view below me. As I count the number on legs on the floor for the gazilonth time.

It's stupid really. Who does that? I mean it's so easy to know the number of legs thee by knowing the number of people. But hey, don't blame me. I'm trying here.

My heart beat accelerates as we get closer to our destination.

Harry moves over closer to me and I get a wisp of his cologne into my nose.

It's sweet, like vanilla and wood ash together. Almost too girly for him.

I keep my silence.

"so, you nervous? " he says and out say nothing.

" if you are then on totally understand. I mean..."

He trails. Off and looks at me. I notice everyone else is also looking buy they look away when I look up. I blush.

Harry cleats his throat and continues.

" you know, my first time when I was singing in front of my family and friends... No one had ever seen or heard me sing. " he swallows.

" I ran off at the last minute. " he sighs. " but they caught me. "

I smile mentally as he shakes his head and runs his fingers across his face.

"He can't ran to save himself. " Liam says smirking.

" Shut up. " Harry retorts glaring at him.

" you know it's true. If a zombie apocalypse occurred right now. You know you won't make it. "

Harry scrutinizes Liam for a while then turn back to me.

" Ignore him. " He tells me. " Where was I? "

I raise my eyebrows at him.

" Oh yeah... So after they caught me they bribed me. Can you imagine? Bribe. Bribery! " He exclaims loudly and I flinch bit the rest seem used to this behavior and they don't to the least move.

" Do you know what they bribed me with?" He asks me and again I am silent. This does not deter him like it would have me.

Despite my silent nature, when ever I spoke I always wanted to be listened to. And of you did not happen to react and keep eye contact, I would shut up and slouch.

"A piece of pizza. A damn pizza. Not even a whole box of it. Just a piece. "

I held back a smile.

"how old were you? " I ask.

"Does it matter? " he says at the same time Pete speaks.

"freaking fifteen "

"And he is seventeen " Chris says answering my unspoken question.

I look at Harry and fight the amusement out of my eyes and keep my expression blank.