•Harry
I woke up to see the prettiest girl in my arms. The way her hair is tangled and her mouth slightly parted. I wish we could stay like this forever. I know she's really stressed out about Mackinsey so I thought I'd take her out to get a big meal.
She shuffles around a bit and slowly opens her eyes.
"Good morning. How are you feeling?"
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•Alex
"Good morning. How are you feeling?" He asked with his raspy, morning voice. How am I feeling? I'm feeling like total shit.
"Like crap to be honest." I sit up so things won't be weird. I mean he's attractive, but I need to focus on school. Speaking of school, it's Tuesday and its 11 am.
"Um hey, don't we have school?" He just nodded.
"Well aren't we gonna go?" I asked slightly annoyed.
"Nope." Well there goes my grades. Who am I kidding. I don't have one of those. He interrupted my thoughts.
"I wanna show you around today." I just tilted my head.
I got up and went to the restroom. I'm a big girl I can find a hairbrush by myself. Apparently I'm not as much as a big girl as I thought. After snooping through the drawers and cabinets, I yelled for Harry. He walks through the bathroom door.
"Hey do you have a hairbrush? Possibly an extra toothbrush?"
"Well of course I do. These curls don't brush themselves!" That was really dumb, but being me, I chuckled.
After I finished freshening up, I went out into the living-room. He was sitting on the couch. He was wearing black skinny jeans, a white shirt with his curls pushed back into a gray beanie. I have to admit, he looked pretty hot.
"Let's go."
I climbed into the passengers side and buckled up.
"Where are we going exactly?" I question. I seriously want to know. I mean he could be a serial killer for all I know.
"You'll see." He smirked.
"Close your eyes."
"What?" Okay serious serial killer move.
"I said close your eyes." Well then. I close my eyes. You learn to choose your battles. After about 30 minutes, the car stops.
"And open your eyes." I open my eyes to see the most beautiful sight ever. We are up on a hill looking down at the most crystal blue water with a few ships sailing in the distance. I went to take a picture, but I forgot I can't find my phone.
"This is beautiful. Can you please take a picture and send it to me once I find my phone?"
"Oh that reminds me. Here." He handed me my phone. Wait, why did he have my phone?
"Oh wow. Thanks. Where was it?" I say worried as to why he had it.
"When u got up from the table at the yogurt shop, it fell out so I picked up but you were already gone. Yesterday, I just forgot because of everything happening. I put my number in there too. You should really put a passcode on that thing." He had a point. I quickly take a few pictures.
"Can we go in the water?" I love any body of water.
"No, I brought you here so we could stare at it," he said sarcastically. I wouldn't even mind if we did honestly.
Once we were and parked I took my shoes off and ran into the ocean. It was colder than expected so I kinda yelped. I received a dirty look from two toothpicks tanning their backs. So I settled it with smiling back at them. Call me crazy, but they stopped staring. I was too caught up in kicking the water that I didn't notice Harry until he scooped me up and ran out into the deep water. I screamed because I mean hello? It kind of scared me but I was with him so I knew whatever was under us would at least get him first.
"Harry put me down please!" I said for about the billionth time. He finally set me down but the water was too deep that I went under. I tried to swim up, but the current wasn't helping. I felt his hands wrap around my waist and pull me up. Man did air feel good but I barely got any considering I was coughing.
"Shit, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were that short." Okay short jokes are indeed funny but not after you hear them all your life. He carried me back to the more shallow water. We grabbed our shoes and headed towards the parking lot and we sat on the curb. Once I could finally breath I said,"Thank you for helping me."
"Well I wasn't gonna let you drown! I can't go back to jail." He said and smiled. Good to know. Was he kidding or was he being serious? He was laughing so I'm guessing he was just kidding?
"So what now?" I really don't feel like going home or even worse, school.
"I'm starving. Let's go eat." We get in the car and drive down the streets of London. He pulls up to a place where there's only a few cars. I figure out its an Italian restaurant. C'Mon who doesn't like pasta? We walk in and there's only a group of teenage guys and two other couples in their 20s.
"Table for two please," he tells the hostess. The lady leads us to a booth and we sit on the opposite sides of the table. I start looking at the menu.
"What are you gonna get?" I ask him.
"What are you getting?" I point to the name of some kind of noodles with sauce.
"Then that's what I'm getting." Copycat.
While we're eating, the group of boys starts getting louder and more wild. I'm actually starting to get a headache.
"They driving you nuts too?" I nod. He waves a waitress over.
"Could you do me a favor please? Those guys over there are being obnoxious. Could you please tell them to quiet down?" The waitress goes over to their table and says something that they obviously didn't like. These guys look like football players. The guys look really pissed and one stands up and points his finger in the waitress' face. I immediately feel my anxiety rising.
Oh crap. Harry stands up before I can say anything. He walks over and stands in front of the woman.
"Guys lets not do this. We're in a restaurant. Plus, you dint talk to women like that." The guy steps closer to Harry. No no no.
"Shut it curly." Aww shit. And he's been set him off. I've never seen someone's eyes look so... clear.
The stalky athlete shoves Harry by the shoulders. Harry immediately rears his arm back and it hits him in the cheek. The other guy throws a punch. It hits Harry square in the jaw. He stumbled back. He touched his lip and I could see it was bleeding. Harry then nails the brunette in the nose. I've always heard a nose can make a cracking noise when broken, but I didn't believe it until right now.
The sirens wailing in the distance made me want to run away, but I was too scared to move.
Now four police men storm in and slam Harry on the ground. I see the steel handcuffs being removed from the cops pockets. He's really being arrested.
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