“What do you want?” I basically snap.
“You left this in my car.” He says looking over at Drake as he holds up a pair of sunglasses.
Great, of course I did. Why did he bring them up though? I would have expected him just to throw them out or something. Damn, now he knows my apartment floor.
“Thanks.” I tell him, trying to make him leave. He walks over to where Drake and I are standing but keeps the sun glasses in his hands.
They both stare at each other like they both have a reason for hating each other. Boys are so weird.
“Um... This is Harry.” I tell drake as I turn around to him.
“I know. Well I’m going to head inside now. Don’t worry about the cost remember?” He put son a fake smile for me as he turns to look at me. He knows Harry?
“Drake are you-…”
“Harmony, serious.” He smiles pulling me in for a hug.
I smile back at him as he hugs me for a good five seconds in front of Harry. I give him a small wave goodbye and mentally note to somehow give him the money. I can’t let him pay for all of it.
“Oh and Harmony?” Drake says just before he enters his apartment.
“Yeah?” I ask watching him twist the door open.
“If you need me, I’m right in here alright?” He smiles and I know he’s talking about me being stuck with Harry right now. Even though I don’t understand why I would need help. I’m a big girl and I’m sure Harry wouldn’t hurt me. Well I hope he wouldn’t hurt me.
“Thanks Drake!” I call before he closes the door behind him. I turn to Harry who has a sour look spread across his face. What is his issue?
“What do you really want?” I snap making him look back at me from Drakes door.
“To give you your sun glasses.” He states.
“Alright, well give them to me.” I tell him, knowing it’s a complete lie.
“Which ones your apartment?” he asks steeping around me and assessing the corridor.
“None of your business.” I tell him pulling my keys out of my handbag.
“You know I can just ask the reception desk. How do you think I found the level.” He smirks as he walks towards the door I’m standing near.
“I’m guessing this one.” He says leaning against my apartment door.
“Move.”
“No.”
“Harry move so I can get in my apartment.” I growl stepping closer to him, which I instantly regret.
“Can I come in?” He huskily whispers near my neck.
“No.” I say quickly stepping back. I already feel like he knows too much just knowing where I live. I don’t need him snooping around my apartment.
“I guess I will just take these sunglasses.” He smiles and steps away from the door.
Crap. I really want my sun glasses back. Are they worth fighting for? Or should I just let him take them. I mentally weigh a pros and cons list in my head. I do use those sun glasses every day….
“Harmony.” Harry snaps me out of thought as he twists the sun glasses in his fingers.
“Give them to me.” I complain, feeling like a little kid who had their backpack stolen.
