The Woods

Chapter 3-Peter

I watch Harper as she runs home and can't believe how stupid I have been! She didn't even do anything and I exploded, I got so angry I almost killed her! For the first time I meet a girl I actually like I just have to make everything go wrong don't I?

As soon as I get back to the little shed in the middle of the woods I open the drawer in my bedside table and take out my phone, I pull the leaf with the number written on it out of my pocket-I still can't believe she used a leaf!- and dial it into my phone, as it rings I go over what I want to say in my head, the phone rings and rings and she still doesn't pick up the phone, eventually it goes to voice mail and I hang up, not wanting to leave a message incase her dad listens to it and freaks out that Harper went somewhere without his permission. There's nothing to do at home so I go out into the woods again, I nearly have a heart attack when I see Harper just standing outside the door of the shed.

"Oh my god Harper! What are you doing here? You almost killed me of shock!" I gasp when look at Harper properly she's covered in blood

"Harper!? What happened?" I ask

"Wolves" She says just as she collapses to the ground. The dead leaves covering the ground crackle as I lift her up of the ground and carry her inside...

I check her injuries they're not serious. But she sure has some explaining to do! Her dad's not going to believe the 'I ran into a poll story' because she has little cuts all over her body but he might buy 'Sorry dad I ran into barbed wire'

"Peter?" She says faintly.

"What?" I ask

"Where on earth am I?"

"Um... Canada obviously. Harper did you hit your head too?" I joke.

"No stupid! Where in Canada am I?"

"In my house I mean shed well actually its more like a room with everything in it"

"Ooh I've never been in a guys room other than my dad's" she says.

"Speaking about your dad you have some explaining to do."

"Oh no! My dad, he's going to be so angry at me when I get home!"

"Well he's definitely not going to believe that you just went for an early morning run your covered in cuts"

"I guess I could say I ran into some barbed wire I sure look like it!" She says. I laugh

"What? I do look like i ran into barbed wire don't I"

"Yeah you do. I thought of the exact same explanation as you while you wear still asleep."

"Yeah but that's not funny" she rolls her eyes

"Well I guess we're 'wired' the same" I joke and burst out laughing. Harper cringes.

"God Peter if your going to make jokes like that I don't want to be in the same room as you." She smiles.

"Sorry." I mumble embarrassed.

"Hey" she touches my hand "We all make bad jokes sometimes" she says and winks at me.

"Well I need to get home" She says "Thank you for 'tending to my wounds" She says in a posh voice and giggles.

"God Harper if your going tot make jokes like that I don't want to be in the same room as you" I imitate her.

Should I go for a hug, or a kiss on the cheek, or just a hand shake? I decide to go for a hug and let her decide the rest.

"Remember to call me" She hisses in my ear as I hug her goodbye and she kisses me on the cheek-seems like she decided she likes me then.