*Abbie*
For the next few weeks Harry was distant. I knew it was coming, I knew once we didn't have to do a project he would ignore me and it would go back to me not knowing him.
I walked into Mrs. Powell's class and saw a head full of curls. He had his head down and I wanted to go to talk to him. I sat down beside him and he popped his head up and smiled. Maybe he did want to be friends still?
After that class was over Harry and I split ways. We didn't get a chance to talk because Mrs. Powell kept on hushing us. He gave be a goodbye hug though, which felt nice. "What are you thinking about?" Bella snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Nothing," I got into my car and drove Bella home. We didn't really talk much. All I could think about was Harry. Why is he acting so distant?
I dropped Bella off and went home. I was very tired and I wanted some sleep. I grabbed a slice of pineapple from the fridge and went to my room. I sat on the bed and grabbed my laptop.
After hours of Netflix I realized I got a text. I rolled over and picked up my phone from my nightstand.
Harry: hey, want to see a movie or something?
Me: Stranger Danger!
Harry: aha funny, but no do you want to?
Me: yeah let me throw on some presentable clothes.
I admit I was shocked to hear from him, especially since he hasn't talked to me in a while.
I threw on a black and white striped shirt along with high waisted skinny jeans. I just threw my hair in a messy bun and grabbed my black keds. I texted Harry to give him my address so he could pick me up.
A few moments later I heard someone knocking on the door. I swung it open and saw a tall silouet in the door frame.
"Hello love," he said. I had to keep reminding myself that it was just a movie and a friend, nothing else.
"Hey," I told Lue I was going to see a movie and she smiled at me. I walked out of the front door and walked to Harry's car.
"What do you want to see?" He asked as he got into the car. I kind of shrugged and didn't really speak because of how awkward this was.
He drove to the theatre. The ride was very quiet. I don't know why I came. I think the only reason he asked to hang out is because he was bored. Stop thinking my subconscious told me.
"You get to pick the movie because I'm paying for it." Harry said while we walked up to the wall of all the movies playing. I ended up picking a scary movie. We got out our tickets and walked in.
I walked in and surprisingly there weren't many people here. Harry pulled me to the top row of seats and sat down. I sat beside him and strated to eat my popcorn.
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After the movie we got in the car. "That was nice." Harry said. I giggled and got in the car. "Why the laugh?" He asked.
"Harry, you were grabbing me for dear life when you actually paid attention or when you weren't asleep." He put up his hands in defence and we both laughed.
A few minuets of driving I realized that we weren't going to my house. "Harry?" I asked. I looked at him confused. He parked the car and told me to stay. I saw him come to my side of the car and opened the door for me.
I got out amd realized we were at an art museum. I had mentioned these a few times to him because I adored art. I smiled and hugged him. My actions speaking for me.
I let go of him and we walked inside. My mouth flew open as I saw all of the beautiful paintings. I looked up at him and he smiled at me.
Harry and I walked through the whole museum and I started to question everything, "Harry, why are you being so kind to me?" I asked.
"Because," is all he said. He grabbed my hand and took new outside to the back. There was a patio with lights all around it and a water fountain beside it. It was so nice and a part of me liked it but another part of me felt uncomfortable for accepting all of this.
"What does all of this mean?" I asked. He turned around and looked me in the eyes. His green eyes lit up and made my heart pound. He cupped my head in his hands and leaned in.
I mentally prepared myself for what was about to take place. His soft lips brushed against mine and I felt so alive. I wanted to stop because I was afraid but I wanted to kiss him forever.
He pulled back and put his chin on my forehead and pulled me into his chest. I inhaled his scent with every breath I took. It was all so nice and sweet.
"Abbie," he said in a low whisper. I moved myself from him and made eye contact with him. Without saying anything else he continued talking, "Ever since the first day of school I had my eye on you, you're so beautiful and you take my breath away. I like you, I like you a lot Abbie."
I didn't know what to say to him. How could someone like Harry have a crush on me? Questions were running through my mind. I had no idea what to say or what to do."say something Abbie."
"Like what?" I looked down at the ground.
"Anything just say something." I wanted to feel the same way and I wanted to give him an answer but I didn't know what to do.
"I dont know," I said his face turned and he looked like a little boy lost in a store. "I want to tell you I like you too, I want to tell you I feel exactly the same, but I don't know what I feel exactly," i responded. It was the truth, things were moving so fast and i'm nowhere near ready for all of this. Harry and I still had some things to learn about each other. I couldn't.
"That's why we should start spending time together and we should start getting to know each other better," he said. I was relived. I thought Harry was about to ask me out but he only wants to know me better, I can do this.
"Yeah, we should give it some time. Let's take everything slow?" I halfway questioned. I gave him a soft smile and he returned it.
It was getting late so Harry decided to take me home so we could rest before class tomorrow.
AN: oh my, guys I am so sorry for not updating sooner but I went to TN with my friend for spring break and school starts tomorrow for me :( but here is chapter four. Trust me next chapter it gets better I swear ;)) VOTE//COMMENT//ENJOY!!! much love, ash
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