Harry and I ended up having a great meal together and having a laugh and getting to know each other even more by playing that lame ass game called 21 questions. I got to know his interests, hobbies, music taste, favorite films, aspirations and stuff like that. It wasn’t so bad hanging out with him, he was actually really charming and funny. You deserve a girl who will love you and treat you right. And that’s not me. I said in my head as I kept staring at him while he continued telling some joke that wasn’t really funny but he was cracking up anyway. Mark came a few times to see how we were doing and I always smiled at him and said we were doing fine while Harry just had neutral face expression on, not really acknowledging him. I guess he wasn’t a fan of Mark, but I was.
“So you really haven’t been in a relationship at all?” Harry says, looking straight at me.
I’m startled by such a forward question but answer anyway. “No. It’s not something I do.”
“Why?” he pushes.
“Because.”
“That’s not even a reason!”
“Because relationships get messy and feelings are involved and shit gets crazy, I’ve seen it happened to my friends. I ain’t about that. Nah, I’m okay.”
“So you just sleep with guys?” he arches an eyebrow me.
“I mean not just random guys. I just- like… pick someone I find attractive and I work my magic on him and then he becomes my friend with benefits. Until they start confessing feelings and that’s when I drop them.” I say. Harry just nods his head, kinda taking in the information. “What about you?” I say, being curious.
“Uh, I’ve had a few relationships. Nothing all that special. But I can get really nasty sometimes when I get into a fight with someone I’m with and break up so I get back by sleeping with someone they know or even their best friend. I know that sounds horrible, but yeah.”
“Wow. And for a second I thought you were some angel or goody two shoes.” I joked.
“Far from it, babe.” He says.
Mark comes by once again and I ask for the check and I try paying for my meal but Harry snatches the check from my hands and pays for the entire dinner as I glare at him the entire time he’s doing it. I pay for my shit. Harry and I walk about and I’m still bickering at him for paying for everything but he just simply walks to the car and ignores me. We get to the car and before he opens it, he looks at me from across the car and says,
“You know you’re right. I bet you couldn’t even be in a relationship even if you tried.” He grins and unlocks the door. I am dumbfounded but quickly snap out of it and get into the car.
“What the fuck is that suppose to mean? I’m not girlfriend material?” I say.
“Exactly. You wouldn’t even last being in a if we betted on it.” He challenged me.
“Yes I can.” I say before I could stop the words coming out of my mouth. Shit. Shit. Shit.
“Oh really?” he laughs.
I’m heated. I can be someone’s girlfriend. I can do it. I mean if I really wanted to. But that means I would go against everything I believe in. What the hell did I get myself into?
“I could try.”
“You could but you’d fail. That’s okay not everyone is meant to be in relationships.” He grins at me. I want to slap that look off his face.
“I can be in a relationship. Yes I can.” No I can’t.
“Prove it.”
“How the hell am I supposed to do that?” I snap at him.
