Chapter 9

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Scarlet's P.O.V.

I imagine what this stranger will think of me if I tell him about my issues with my brother. I can not just spill my heart out to someone I met at a party. He just may not be the person I think he is, he may just be one of those guys waiting to sleep with me.

I open my mouth to let him down, "I can not tell you, it is personal."

As I close my mouth to hear his respond, he looks at me furious. It is almost like he rather know than live. He looks at me confused, and gets up. Before he leaves he responds.

"Scarlet, I am not upset that you do not trust me, I am upset because you think I am one of those guys." he turns the door knob and exits.

I think about what he said, it is almost like he read my mind. Did he? Why did he want to know anyway, My life is not that important to anyone. No one is really that important to me, unless you count Gina. I start walking to my room as I receive a text from Harry.

'From: Harry'

Do you think maybe I can sleep on your couch for the night? My car is out of gas...

I wonder what I should say. What if he tries to get with me, and does not fail. No, I don't think he will. He really must be in a bubble, because after I saw how he left the apartment, I thought he would never speak to me ever again. With all the thinking I did, I finally reply.

To: Harry

I guess, you can take the bed, I will be fine on the couch.

I wait for the knock on the door that reveals Harry.

HARRY'S P.O.V

As I left her apartment I thought of the million things going through her mind. I also imagine what she thought when I said 'explain'. Her facial expression kind of told a story to me, her eyes were wide and astonished. Her cheeks started to get red, and her jaw clenched like she was angry. She looked so angry and confused, almost like she wanted to take her anger out on me.

I realize that I am at the parking lot, and take out my keys and open the car. I try starting my engine, but realize that I am out of gas. What do I do now? I think of ways to get back home, maybe the bus? I start looking for change around the car, but I am surprised by no change in the car. I remember that I had my car cleaned the other day, people certainly are becoming thieves. Well the bus is off the list. Maybe I should walk, I flip out my phone for directions, and accidentally press the 'phone' app. I am flashed with a picture of Scarlet, and her phone number.

I start to smirk, and realize that this could be a excuse for me to stay with Scarlet. I press the messaging button on the phone, and start to type. Maybe I could gain her trust in a night, then again, she is hard to get. I doubt it, it is just worth seeing her beautiful face in the morning when she is awaken by snores created by me.

In less than a minute, I am startled by a vibration coming from my pocket. Scarlet had replied to my message, a bright smile played on my face as I moved my way to her apartment once again. As I arrived to her door, I knocked, and waited for her face to be revealed.

Minutes later, Scarlet in her pajamas was revealed. She looked like she had been crying, and her hair was messy, I did not mind though, her hair looked pretty. I could use about a million words to express my feelings for her right now, no Harry, snap out of it.

"You can sleep on my bed, if you need anything, I will be on the couch." she says as she turns, and disappears into the living room.

Why did I not stop her? Gosh no, I do not like her, my mind is just taking over for now. Tomorrow I will be gone for good. I will not show up at her door step anymore, I will not show up at Barnes and Nobles, and I will make sure she does not show up at anymore parties. I lay on the bed, and start to dose off.

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