Off The Ice

Chapter 6

"Sutton. Sutton, honey wake up. You need to leave in five minutes to get back." I hear my mom whisper into my ear. I listen as she quietly exits my room, gently shutting the door behind her. 

I stir onto my left side to give me a chance to wake up. When I opene my eyes and refocus them, I see a figure sitting on my window bench. I immediately shoot up into a  sitting position. "What are you doing in here?"

"You're cute when you sleep." Harry says.

"Yeah, so I was told this morning. That still doesn't answer my question of what are you doing in here?"

"I'm not sure if I should tell you."

"Like hell. You're in my house, in my room, watching me sleep. You are obligated to tell me."

"Well, we heard you screaming downstairs so I told your parents I would come check on you."

"Screaming, what do you mean screaming? What was I screaming about?" He hesistates and  push him. "Harry, what was a I screaming about?"

"Look, I'm not entirely sure. All I heard was your dad say something like, 'It's happening again,' and I offered to go see what was wrong. That's it, I swear."

"What's happening again?"

"That wasn't made clear." I frown and start to wonder what my parents mean. "It was nothing really."

I nod. "Well, I have to get back to practice. It was like lovely seeing you in my room again Harry. Bye." I stand from my bed and grab my bag before heading to the door.

"Wait."

"What?" I ask, turning back around to face him with an exasperated expression.

"I just wanted to know if I could come with you. Maybe after practice we could hang out, away from your family, away from any parties, away from the rink."

"And if I said yes, you'd be coming with me to the rink and be doing nothing for nearly four hours."

"Quite the contrary. If you haven't noticed, I can read and I just so happened to observe that the open skating hours at the rink are from noon to five which is, hey, right now." He says, glancing at pretend watch to make his point.

"Well too bad. I'm turning down your proposal." I turn my direction back to the door but his voice stops me again. I don't even bother facing him this time.

"I had a feeling you'd say that, so this is my answer to your rejection; it's free skate. Anyone can go." I can hear the smirk on his face and I groan and roll my eyes before storming out of my room. I tell my parents I'm going and that I'll pick Peyton up from Mila's on my way home before leaving again. Even without looking in my mirrors I know that Harry's car is following closely behind mine.

I all but slam my car into park when I get back to the rink and I storm inside, trying to get away from Harry. 

"Great, you're back. Skates on and then we're doing combos." Lorelai instructs from the front counter by the door. 

"Kay." I mumble before doing as she said. While I lace up my skates I see the all-too-familiar boots coming down my row of benches. I stand up as he sits down and put my street shoes in my locker befre jumping on the ice. It's always more crowded on Saturdays, giving me and Lorelai less room to practice but hopefully it will conceal me from Harry. 

As Lorelai gives me my first combo I see Harry step onto the ice. I don't notice my laughter when he wobbles a bit until Lorelai snaps her fingers. I shake myself down and start following her instructions.