This is really happening | Haylor

Feeling confused...

I looked at the river and back at Harry then rose from the ground and started taking my shoes off.

''So you would rather jump in the river than kiss me?'' he asked chuckling.

''Yep.'' I insisted.

He shook his head.

''Pity you're not wearing a white shirt then.'' He commented.

I rolled my eyes at him as I take my socks off and touch the fresh grass underneath me with my bare feet.

I marched to the river and glanced down. My mum would kill me if she knew about this. The sun was setting in front of me and it was getting dark pretty quickly. I'm afraid of getting into the water when it's dark because you don't know what's down there. I sat down on the grass and popped my feet into the water; however I quickly pulled them back up. The water was freezing. It might have been summer but at night it was chilly. Then again the water is always cold, even in the early mornings when Selena and I go for a dip in the ocean. I looked back at Harry and find him already looking at me. I proceed to get up and march back up to him.

''I can't.'' I implied.

''It's way too cold.'' I added.

Harry nodded.

''I should go.'' I said sitting down starting to put my shoes back on.

''Why?''

''Cause it's getting late.'' I responded.

''Uhm, okay I guess.''

''You're just chickening out of it then?'' He asked.

I rolled my eyes.

''Yep, I'll freeze if I do and then I'll have to wait to dry up which will make me be very late!'' I dictated.

''And I am not kissing you either!'' I added.

Harry got up from the ground laughing.

''Why not?'' he asked chuckling.

''Because it's stupid! It doesn't make a difference if I do or not!'' I explained.

''It does to me.'' He spoke taking a step closer glancing into my eyes.

''I'm late.'' I stated taking a step back.

''Anyway I'm not a dare you make with yourself.'' I continued.

''Wait, what?'' he asked grabbing me from my shoulders stopping me in my tracks.

''Oh come on it's so obvious. I don't go for boys like you anyway.'' I answered pushing his hand away.

''Boy's like me?'' he demanded squinting his eyes.

''The kind of boys who make it a pact with themselves to get every girl on the planet.'' I hissed.

''So in other words I'm a man whore?'' he snapped placing his hands on his hips.

''You got that right.'' I answered crossing my arms.

''That's kind of mean.''

''You know that's strange cause most boys like that.'' I ranted.

''Don't generalize.'' He hissed.

I rolled my eyes and started walking away but he followed me.

''So you're just walking away now?'' he asked rolling his eyes.

''No, I'm going home because I don't want to be late.'' I dictated.

''Ugh, what's with you and being late my god?'' he ranted.