Cuts

Ch 6. Ditching

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Chapter 6 - Ditching

"I'm so sorry.. I just left you in the toilet and-" I start to apologize but he interrupts me.

"It's okay. I actually saw you talking to Stacey so I easily escaped from there and you already called me.. so why are you saying sorry?"

Talking to Stacey

Of course.

I laughed at the thought.

"You should smile more. You're face looks much more pretty." He smiled. I fakely smiled back.

Pretty

The compliments I got were way more hard for me to digest than the insults I got. I was prone to them. I never really accepted any compliments I got, I just ignore them because I know they are never true. I wasn't good and I knew that.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"For lunch." He shrugged.

Okay..

He instructed with his hands to get me inside the car. I feel like a mannequin now, who is totally under Harry's control.

"So you're Stephanie?" He knows my name. Now this is something amazing.

"Stephie." I corrected.

"Steph." He shortened it more.

"Stephie."

"Steph." He smirked.

Does he gives nick names to everyone?

"Don't you have a girlfriend?" The words left my mouth before I could process what I was about to say. I've been wanting to know the answer to this question from the earlier this day but I didn't have the guts to ask and I was scared and I'm a loser. Now he probably thinks of me as a loser only.

"Um yeah, I do." He confirmed and my heart sank.

"So why are you taking me out?" My mouth spoke without taking permission from my mind yet again.

Stop it!

"I don't know.. I was actually worried about you since you crashed into me in the morning." He said and shifted his focus on the road.

Is he trying to say that he is.. worried about me?

I looked out the window and somehow managed to stay shut even though of the millions of questions erupting in my head.

"Are you fine, going out with me?" He asked after a couple of minutes, his eyes looked angry this time.

I'm not good. I'm on cloud 9.

"Yea." I smiled.

"But I don't want to come between you guys to be honest." Oh god not again.

Shut up.

What am I saying? Comparing myself with Jennifer? There is no damn comparison.

"Oh you're not." The anger replaced by vulnerability this time.

I just shut my mouth mentally to let anything escape from it again.

"So do you have a boyfriend?" This was the last thing I thought he would ask.

"No." I breathed.

"So you like being single?" He asked.

"I don't know.." I've never been with anyone and now I'm feeling concious of what he is going to ask next.