Chapter 6

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"Harry!" I spotted my favorite curly haired guy in the distance at the entrance of the movie theatre  with his hands behind his back. He spun around at the sound of his name and he looks happy to see me. I think so anyway. He jogs over and smiles down at me in his usual happy mood. He looks adorable in a trench coat and scarf wrapped around his neck and I want to kiss him right there and then.

"Greetings Indera!" He sounds like an over excited puppy.

"You're such a dork Harry. Indera?" I use my long legs and get on my tippy toes to try and create an equal eye level and just barely skim his towering 6 foot 2. "It's cute I like it." I walk toward the theatre still on my toes to what is now our fifth movie date, before his voice causes me to spin around and look at him.

"Um...I thought we could do something different today. I realize that this is a small town and there's only so much you can do here so I thought we could go see the city."

"Harry, I don't know..."

"C'mon it'll be fun. We can let loose and do crazy things to strangers you won't ever see again." Honestly being a little wild for once sounds like fun. You have to watch yourself in town because it's so small but, in the city everyone moves on and forgets.

"Mmm. Okay!" I grasp his arm and drag him in the direction of the train station.

"Why are we walking there?" He chuckles.

"So if my brother checks the cinema he'll see your car and think were inside. "Besides, trains are more fun." In truth I had never actually ridden a train. My brother only took me to the city once when daycare was closed. Even then we drove in his car. I had never been out of our little town and this would be my first memorable venture. Honestly I had stars in my eyes.

We got to the front of the train station and I smiled bright like the sun. The underground hallways were lit with beautiful fluorescent lights and the walls were covered in paintings and intricate street art that I would never be able to recreate. We walk through the tunnels to the ticket stand and I can tell i'm annoying Harry with my extremely slow pace.

"You're smiling like it's your first time on a train." Harry's voice slowly pulls me out of my revelry, and I turn away slightly embarrassed.

"I mean I haven't been in a train since I was, like, 5." His warm hand meets mine and I slightly pull away before realizing that he's just trying to hold my hand. "Sorry."

"You don't have to apologize," He smiles and I'm still floating around because he's hole my hand and it feels so fucking right. "I think it's cute you're excited about your first time." I try to keep a straight face even though that sounded kind of sexual, but I wasn't going to let him know thatI was really perverted and the thought of him bending me over a desk-

"Indy!"

"Sorry what?"

"I said would you rather go ice-skating or see the shops and all the christmas lights." he asks chuckling.

"We can walk and look at the lights. I'm terrible on ice." I lean back on the tiled tunnel walls and stare at him from across the empty hallway. He's smiling at me with a sort of adoration and If my skin weren't so dark, i'm sure i'd be blushing.

"Alright, I'll be right back. I'm going to go grab the passes." He disappears around the corner and as soon as his brown curls and trench coat are gone an itch immediately surfaces to the the back of my throat. I sigh and check my bag for my pack of cigarettes. It'll have to wait until I can get to a bathroom or something.

"Ready?" Harry hands me a train pass and I discreetly shove the pack into my bag before making my way to the platform, holding his hand the whole way. The train halts just as we step back out into the cold and crispy air and we hurry to find the warmth of the small train. As we step on, I notice the car is empty and I immediately move to the back to take a photo of the scene. The air is thick and dusty with multicolored spots dotting the red upholstered seats. Harry stands idle in the middle of the aisle as the train begins to move and I find the perfect moment to snap a photo when the bright street lights pool in through the windows. I remain in the back of the car and Harry slowly draws closer and closer backing me into the wall and I feel my breath hitch in my throat. Lights, trees, and buildings leading into the city fly past the widows but, all I can do stare into his electric green eyes. He smiles before he's leading me to a booth to have a seat.

"We'll be there in five minutes," He states. "Can I see the photo you took?"

"Oh, uh y-yeah." I pull up the photo I took before and he studies it as I slink back in my seat staring out the window.

"Wow, you're a great photographer." It's only a small candid on my phone, but I will admit that the light reflecting off his face and the natural shot is doing something to me.

"Thanks," I smile. "Now that i've showed you my art you have to show me yours." I poke him cheek and he leans into my touch before smiling a preposterously perfect smile.

"Deal."

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Hey what's up?

I know it's a short chapter for such a long time, but let me say that this semester was HELL. tommorow is my last day of Finals though, so 3 more chapters should be up before January 5th. If not you have 100% permission to kill me. :) 

BYE XX

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