Suicidal **CURRENTLY EDITING**

Chapter 5

Harry's POV

I open Jennifer's new contact on my phone and my thumb hovers over the little picture of a phone beside her number. I look at the clock again, making sure it's a few minutes after noon again. I don't want to be compulsive, but I've been checked the time every few minutes since I woke up this morning.

Still, I second guess how much she wanted me to ring her last night.

I have to remind myself that she was the one who made the bet on the date and we said we would talk today, right now, so I press call and refuse to let myself hang up.

"Hello?" Her voice answers and my fingers fiddle with the small rip in my jeans.

"It's Harry." I blurt, slowing my voice and try to get my thoughts in order before I continue. "Would you like to go out for coffee in a bit? I'm free for a few hours."

I can hear voices behind her and my high hopes begin to sink.

"Sorry, just hold on a minute, I can't hear you very well," she tells me, and I hear a scratching noise against the speaker before her muffled voice. "It's Harry" is all she says, and the voices come to a silence before she gets back to me. "Sorry about that."

"Are you busy?" I wonder, bouncing my knee and reassuring myself that she'd probably schedule for another time if she's busy right now.

"No, no. I was just finishing up with some work." She tells me. "They've been telling me to take a break for a while."

"They?"

"Just some friends," she explains and parts of me want to be wary that she's already told her friends about me.

"Oh. Okay." I say, declining all the thoughts of her using me.

"But it's a yes to the coffee," she tells me. "Did you want to meet now?"

"Yeah, I'm free." I reply, standing up to walk out to my vehicle. "Is there somewhere you wanted to go?"

"Anywhere quiet with good coffee and some food. I'm starving." She says and I smile, starting my car.

"There's a place a few minutes away from me, I can send you the address." I tell her, impatiently putting her on speakerphone so I can text it to her.

"Sure, I'll see you in a bit then." She agrees, and I click the send button.

"See you." I reply and start driving.

I get to the small restaurant before her, picking a table that's seems a little more isolated from everyone else eating.

I look up every time I see a figure moving by the window, and my heart jumps nervously when I watch her make her way to the door.

She looks around the room and I lift my hand, waving so she'll see me sooner. Smiling, she makes her way toward me.

Her blonde hair is curled loosely and her lips have a smooth layer deep red lipstick. A dark jumper drapes across her torso and she reminds me of winter.

I stand up when she gets closer, politely greeting her with a brief hug and kiss against her cheek.

"Nice to see you again." I say, taking my seat across from her.

A girl with glasses and a black apron comes to our table, a notepad in her hand.

"I'm Michelle and I'll be serving you today." She says, a bright smile on her face. "Are you ready to order or would you like a few more minutes?"

I look to Jennifer and she shrugs.

"I'll get whatever you're having, I've never been here before so I'm going to trust you to make a good choice." She says and I smile, looking back to Michelle.