Diana

Chapter 34: Caught Off Guard - Leslie Charles

{34} Caught Off Guard - Leslie Charles

Leslie, Leslie Charles. I describe her as the cutest girl that I've ever seen. However, Diana will never change me. Despite it was only a month of being in a relationship with her, I feel like, and I hope she feels that we've been in love for a billion years. I know she will never let go, ever. That's her quote, she would never give up if she almost achieves something. And hopefully, she will never forget me by the time she wakes up.

"Come on, Harry!" She whines. "You're not the only one who is starving!"

"Shut up, Leslie. The pizza is mine!" I roared back and ate it one by one. "You know that if you steal my food, I will steal your life."

"Ha, okay." She groans. However, she ate it on my hands.

"What?" I gasped. "No!"

"You're so slow, Harry!" She teases and laughs like a child. 

"No, I'm not." I snort. "I wasn't ready for it yet."

"Lies," she reminds me. 

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Leslie was with me for three hours now and we were pretty full. I have to admit, I love her sense of humor. She's just a cheeky and a carefree Italian girl. And I just realized that we have similar facts about ourselves. And I don't want to give you the details because I'm too lazy.

"It's midnight, you're going home?" I groaned. 

"Yeah, do you want me to sleep with you tonight?" She coaxes. "Is it perhaps monsters will be under your bed?"

"No, Leslie! I'm not a child." I sleepily denied. "You know, we've been friends so I suggest if you're going to sleep here with me tonight? You can use my clothes instead."

"Will your girlfriend be mad at yo-"

"No, she won't." I assured her and she shrugs.

We raced on the stairs and Leslie immediately took a shower. Don't tell me that I have a slight crush on her. No! That's impossible, I just wanted to have a night with me perhaps because I'm quite lonely. Thus, Gemma will be on the other room for tonight. She won't be too lonely, right? Besides, she's too brave enough to fight monsters underneath her bed. Ha.

A towel was wrapped around Leslie's body, her hair leaving drops of water on the floor. She glares at me, suggesting me to turn around. "Harry, turn around!" She whines.

"All right, meanie." I laughed and turned around.

"Is this okay?" After a couple of seconds, I switched my body around to her. She was using my gray sweater which is Diana's favorite sweater and her shorts in case she needs it. She looks adorable...Wait. Stop it, Harry.

"You look...Gorgeous." I gazed at her.

 "Thanks." She blushed and she shuffles on bed.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and slighty kissed her temple. "I love you," I blurt. 

She was half asleep and I sighed a relief. Why did I just tell that to her? Was I think that Diana was here? No, this is Leslie. Leslie Charles. I can't love Leslie, she's just a friend of mine. And I can't replace Diana in my heart. Well, I have to admit. I have a slight crush on her. I don't know, maybe I mentioned it last time already. 

The sun rises and Leslie's arms wrapped around mine. I slowly let it go, my feet touched the cold floor. I grabbed the door handle, twisting it as it swings open. I walked down the silent and small hall, racing to the stairs as small footsteps came from the kitchen. I turned back, Gemma greeting me a grin. I thought it was someone else...Her hair was messy, she wore her sweater and her PJ's and she looks adorable.