Glass Wall

Chapter 10

Harry helps me up off the ground once I calm down a bit. I let go of him thinking I would be okay to walk but as I let go I immediately fall back down. Harry quickly grabs my waist and pulls me back up.

"Woah there." He warns.

We walk quietly towards the path. Harry has his hand on my hip and he's carrying the majority of my weight as I limp beside him. I become very aware of the feeling of his hands against my shirt.

We get to the restaurant and take a private booth in the back. Harry sits me down slowly and takes a seat across from me.

He doesn't ask me what was wrong he just orders drinks and our meals.

"Thanks." I whisper. He hears what I say and looks up eyeing me carefully. He seems to know what I was talking about by the change of expression on his face.

"Well I wasn't going to let you just run away from our date was I?" He says.

Well... the sympathy was good while it lasted.

I look around the restaurant because I have nothing more to say. I notice that it's really dark because candles are the only source of light. I look back at Harry as he's eating. The candles create shadows on his face making him look slightly demonic, but somehow also like an angel. He glances up at me and catches me staring. I quickly look back down and start eating my food.

By the time he's finished his food I'm only half way done my meal. I eat in silence as he stares at me.

"Quit staring at me." I say.

"No." He replies. I stop eating and put my fork down on my plate. I'm about to start yelling at him when flashbacks of earlier play through my head. I pick up my fork again and continue eating.

The rest of the night continues this way.. in pure silence. I think I really disgusted him because of my little episode.

The car ride home is hell. The music is turned off and we don't attempt conversation. He drives with his hands clutched to the steering wheel causing his knuckles to turn white. I stare outside the window trying to look at the scenery but that doesn't work because it's now pitch black. I decide on staring at Harry's reflection in the window.

His jaw tenses every so often showing clean cut muscles. His lips are really pink and plump. He has long eyelashes that bring out the colour in his eyes. His hair is tousled in curls going in every direction. His biceps are so muscular. When he turns a corner the muscles bulge out effortlessly. His body is lean but strong and he has long thin legs. Although his legs are thin, he runs with so much strength and speed it intimidates me.

I continue staring at his reflection until we get to my house. I take off my seatbelt and get out of the car. He probably doesn't want to say good-bye or anything because I was a total freak. I start to unlock my front door when he grabs my arm and turns me around.

"Are you going to be okay?" He asks.

"Ya I think I'll manage." I try to answer as confident as possible. The porch lights are bright on my face as I look up at his tall figure. Harry takes his hand out of his pocket and strokes his thumb against my cheek.

"Did you hit a branch?" He asks staring intensely at my face. I start to pull back when he grabs it making sure I don't move.

"Put ice on that." He orders me. I nod scared that my voice would betray me and crack.

Harry leans down towards me and I begin to panic. My mind races trying to figure out a way to-

Harry doesn't lean towards my mouth, he leans towards my cheek and gently kisses it. With that, he walks away to his car and drives off.

I stand there watching him until he's out of sight. I quickly turn around and open the door, shutting it behind me.

My mind is clouded. I think of all the events that happened tonight. The mixed signals, the bipolar emotions...

Instead of thinking any longer and jumping to conclusions; I take a warm shower, change into my pyjamas and lay in bed until I can't keep my eyes open anymore.