Questionable

Chapter 7

My mind is reeling and I can't get my homework done. Harry was so confident and nice, and what he said was so... unexpected. He was also in an unusually fine mood for somebody whose father just died. This gets me wondering how bad of a dad he must have been. I decide I need a break from my thoughts and I want to get some frozen yogurt. I bundle up and begin my walk. Even though it's not far, about halfway through I begin to regret it. It's cold outside and on top of that I am going to get frozen yogurt. I mentally give myself a knock in the head for making this decision. To my great luck, I finally get to the shop it is closed.

"Seriously?" I say out loud. Ben and Jerry's is right down the street, but I wanted frozen yogurt, not ice cream, and I am not in the mood to walk any further.

"Abby!" I hear someone call my name behind me. I turn around to see Niall, Louis, Lilly, one of Lilly's friends and Harry piled into Niall's truck. Niall looks pissed and Harry looks miserable. Why is Harry even with them?

"Come on," Niall shouts and I see Lilly's face twist into a frown. I'm not sure there is enough room for me, or that I even want to go with them, but I make my way over to the car.

I'm surprised when we pull up to a restaurant and everybody hops out.

"What are we doing?" I ask Niall.

"Mom insisted I go get dinner, and she insisted I take Harry." He answers with a roll of his eyes. When we get into the restaurant the woman says we can either wait a half hour for a large booth or we can sit at 2 separate tables. Knowing I will have to sit at the table separate from everybody, I try to deny the offer but I can't find the words or the confidence.

"We'll take the two tables." Lilly smiles and grabs Niall's hand. I look away from the gesture. Something about Lilly just makes me so mad.

The two tables are a small booth and a two-person table. It's clearly possible we could all squeeze into the booth, but just like the lunch table, people don't care about me enough. I make my way over to the two-person table and prepare myself for about and hour or so of torture. I hear the chair across from me pull out, and I half expect to look up and see Niall above me. I'm surprised when I see Harry smiling down at me.

"Is this seat taken?" He half jokes. He pulls out the chair and sits down in one swift move. Damn, he's really hot. I look over to see Niall glaring at us, but my view is interrupted when a waitress walks up.

"Are you set to order?" She asks.

"I don't know, what do you recommend?" Harry asks. There are a few seconds of silence, and when I look up he is staring at me with an eyebrow raised.

"Oh, me?" I cough out. He nods.

"Um, I don't know, the only thing I ever get here is the honey BBQ chicken wrap without tomato."

"Then I'll have the same." He smiles and hands his menu to the waitress and her heels click away. I look back at Niall's table, but he's focused on Lilly.