Rise

Chapter 14

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Jessica drives, she is pissed.

"I can't believe you and Harry wow."

"Are you jealous or something?" I tease.

"Gross no, you're just so innocent and now you want him in your pants, what the hell Melanie?!"

"You know I felt the same way about Harry at first, like oh gross.

But he's a great person stop talking shit about him!" I scoff.

She shakes her head. "What'd you guys even do?"

"I'd rather not speak of it." I laugh.

"I'll never look at you the same way." Jessica says, laughing. "And he gave you like two hickeys!!" She points to my neck.

"Changing subject, I need to get my car go to the shop." I demand.

Jessica nods and gets onto the highway.

In the long car ride, all I can think about is Harry, all the things we could do.

I don't remember the last time Harry had a girlfriend, actually I do but it was months ago.

I don't know how this relationship will go.

Harry doesn't seem like the type to really enjoy cuddling and holding hands, but maybe I'm wrong.

After twenty life years, we arrive at the shop in a rural town.

I look over and see my car peaked behind the building.

We walk into the shop together.

He asks for my name, I sign things, pay and get into my car.

We drive back to town and Jessica's car follows close behind mine.

I hear my phone ring, I answer without looking at the contact name.

"Melanie," I hear a deep firmiliar voice say.

"Harry," I reply, I still feel speechless, remembering how he touched me a little over two hours ago.

"Where are you, you're not at your apartment?"

He went there and looked for me? What the hell, Harry.

"Oh we went to go get my car."

I wait a moment, waiting for Harry's reply. "I'm still picking you up tomorrow." The call ends.

I don't even get a simple good bye?

I want to go to my classes tomorrow, I've already missed like two, three days?

I can't even remember.

I usually don't care whether or not I show up, but it's been like three days.

I tap the wheel, trying not to think of Harry.

Hey you could drive off the overpass.

I roll my eyes, silly thoughts.

I call Jessica and tell her I'm going to the store, not straight home.

She obliges and lets me go.

I drive off to the nearest Walmart, I need more concealer.

I touch my neck, still numb.

It tingles, chills go through my body.

I park the car and get out, the wind catching me off guard.

My gray blouse isn't enough to really keep me warm.

I run into the store and to the makeup department.

I try my best to keep my hair over the marks on my neck, it doesn't work very well.

What if people see this?

I grab four thick concealers, hopefully this will work.

I quickly walk to check out, the clerk eyes me oddly.

I look away, feeling my cheeks heat up.

The people in line also stare at me, someone frowns at my neck.

God damnit.

I fiddle with my money and pay, grabbing the bag and running outside.

I get into my car, the wind blowing my hair everywhere.

I drive back to my apartment, I struggle with getting the key into the keyhole.

((Heheh))

I swing the door open and take my keys out, then slamming the door shut.

"Melanie come here."

I scream and my bag falls onto the floor.

Harry appears behind the wall and walks towards me.

"How do you even get in here?!" I shout, still startled.

Harry laughs. "I have a key."

I roll my eyes. "Where'd you obtain a key to my apartment?"

"You said, and quote, 'if I don't answer the door five minutes after you arrive then use the key' and you gave me a key." Harry smirks.

"I had trust issues back then don't laugh at me." I walk past him and into the bathroom.

"I'm not laughing at you." Harry says, even though I'm not looking at him I can feel his smile.

Harry follows me into the bathroom.

"Get out." I hiss.

Harry shakes his head.

I roll my eyes once again, and pull out a random bottle of concealer from my bag.

I try brushing it onto the marks, it doesn't really work.

Harry is standing behind me, watching me cover myself in Crayola paint.

I take out a different bottle, that one works much better, it's like the hickeys weren't even there.

I look over at Harry through the mirror, his eyes focused on me still.

"Harry," I squeal as he places his hands on my shoulders.

I finish touching up the concealer on my neck, Harry's body pressed against my backside.

"Harry let go of me," I mumble.

Harry steps back, I didn't think he'd release me so easily without starting a war or game.

I leave the bathroom, dragging Harry by his wrist behind me.

He sits on my bed as I put my concealer bottles in my makeup bag.

"Uh Harry you should probably go."

Harry frowns. "No I'm staying."

"You need to go." I whine.

I sit beside him on my bed.

"Can I spend the night then?" Harry smiles, trying to be all childish and cute.

"No, Harry!"

"Aw you're no fun." Harry pouts.

"You don't have your stuff anyways." I say.

"Yes I do." He pokes my thigh.

Thunder crashes, I wince and Harry laughs.

"It's raining I guess I'll have to stay since it's dangerous." Harry says, smiling.

"Gosh fine."

Harry smiles. "This is going to be a long night."