Just Another Summer [h.s.] (On Hold)

Chapter 11

Ava's POV-

It has been three day sense I last saw Harry, which was Monday. The day we kissed. I haven't thought about him that much but the more time I spend away from him the more I tend to think about him.

What's he doing?

Where is he?

Why haven't I seen him?

Why hasn't he texted me?

Why haven't I texted him?

Is he thinking about me?

And the more frequently asked,

Why the fuck am I thinking about him?!

There are plenty of other things to think about.. Like that really fat old women over there at the buffet who has a pile of food on her plate in the shaper of a mountain. I guess shes mastered the one plate rule. Or I could think about how I'm sunburnt and my skin hurts like a bitch.. Or I could think about not having to be around my family. Or I could listen to chase go on about how all love I equal yada yada yada. I could also think about the lisp he has and how much he reminds me of Tyler Oakley, but even with all of these distractions all I can think about is Harry. I don't even get it. I'm the one that left. I'm the one that reminded herself over and over again that the kiss meant nothing, Monday meant nothing and Harry means nothing but for some fucked up reason I'm sitting here in this damn restaurant thinking about none other that that little shit Harry. God if I could I would slap him right in the face, he knew what he was doing and that explains that little smirk he wore all fucking day. And this whole time I thought it was because I was funny.

"Ava!" Chases eyes where wide and he kicked my foot from under the table.

"Huh- What?" I asked while searching his face. He nodded his head in the direction behind me so I cocked my head backwards and saw it. Saw him. He walked into the room like he owned with those tight ripped jeans and that orange tanktop.. I almost had a heart attack right then, right there.

I turned around quickly in hopes that he wouldn't see me and opened my mouth. "Chase! You said this was the time for the elderly to eat!" I yelled through my clenched teeth. Even though I had been thinking about Harry I don't want to see him face to face! Okay maybe I do- I mean did. Maybe I did but I sure as hell don't want to now.

"It is Ava but obviously other people can still find there way in." He gestured to us and I rolled my eyes.

"Well let's go. I really don't want to dea-"

"Ava! Chase!"

shit. shit. shitty-shit-shit.

"Harry!" Okay.. I could have sworn that Tyler just sad that..

"Hey mates, mind if I take a seat?" Damn him and his accent. I smiled and chase insisted. Harry pulled the seat next to me out and sits down. Fuck why didn't I bring a purse so I could have sat it in that chair.

Don't even go there Ava, just two minuets ago you couldn't stop thinking about him.

Well yes. I know, but to have him hear in front of me it just- I want to pretend that chase is texting me and I that have to go all over again and I don't know why.. It's like, some wall goes up and I just don't feel comfortable. Regardless, chase is right there so I can't use that tactic again.

"How's everything going?" Harry asked with that same smirk. Damn. I really want to smack him. That sounds rude.. I want to pull my hand back stroke his face with force an momentum. I think that kind of sounds less ape shit crazy.

"Great! Well I'm great- I mean I'm sure that Ava's great too I just- I didn't mean to answer for her incase she wanted to answer because if I where her I know I would most def-"