Anyone But You

|Prologue|

He opens the passenger door for me and I get in, trying to look angry but I don't know how I'm pulling that lie. I love the idea of being here, in the same car as him, actually: His car. I look outside the window trying to keep my eyes wherever I can but him. He closes the door and heads to his seat. The car is conditioned so I don't feel the cold and it has a really good smell. Something like cologne and mint, not too much but enough to get me dazed. I look down on my thighs and pick on my fingernails, a habit I seem to never get rid off, and stay as silent as I can. As much as I hate him right now, I don't want to spoil the moment by making any stupid remarks about him being stubborn, because I am too. Although, he dragged me to his car, and he won. Harry starts the engine and turns the radio on. He doesn't raise the volume too much, but it's enough to have a good listen. They're playing Jealous by Nick Jonas, and I cant help but relate to that song a hundred percent. But, at the same it's a little bit awkward listening to it with Harry in his car and I wish I'd jump out of the window and run as fast as I can.

"Are you cold?" He asks but doesn't remove his eyes from the road. Why does he even care? I don't want to reply. It's none of his business if I'm freezing or not. I bite the inside of my cheek trying not to reply. I look outside the window but I can feel his gaze on me.

"I really don't understand you." He says.

"You don't have to. Just drive me there and leave me be, thank you." I know, you might be asking where are my manners? What's wrong with me? But, I can't really control my actions while around him. It was better when he didn't know I existed.

"You're gonna be the death of me." He says and smirks. And I'm going to die.

"Excuse me?" I say harshly and raise an eyebrow at him. "Look if you're so frustrated about me coming with you to the movies you better leave me here and I'll walk. I didn't ask for a drive in the first place, and pardon my French but you're being a total jerk right now." I say. Breathe Gled.

"Alright, alright just don't be so obnoxious the whole night as you're being now, please. You're going to ruin the whole night." He says and raises the volume of the radio. I want to stop this car, and start beating him with whatever I find. Who the hell does he even think he is? I mean, yea I took all of the other shit, but he needs to stop with his ironic statements. He was better when I only saw him from affar. Seems like most of the time his mouth speaks before his mind. Stupid crush.

We spend the rest of the drive silently, listening to the beats of the radio. I lean my head on the window and admire the roads blanked by the snow. I really love this view, and I never want to leave this place.

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