Love & Lies || H.S.

Chapter 2: Questions and Concerns

"Janine?" asked Harry, resting his hand on my shoulder. "Is everything alright?"

I kept my head in my hands for a few more seconds. I finally sat up and looked at Harry.

"I'm sorry, love. Did I say anything wrong?" Harry asked.

I looked at Harry and I felt a tear roll down my cheek. Before I knew it, I was sobbing. Harry pulled me in for a hug. I cried into his chest.

After I calmed down, I raised my head up and wiped my eyes.

"I-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to...." I started to say before Harry cut me off.

"It's alright. Do you want to talk?" he asked me curiously.

"Well, I... umm..." I started.

"How about we go find some place warm where we could sit and chat?" he suggested.

I smiled. "Yeah, I'd like that." I say.

We got up and walked back to where my car was parked. I got into the driver's seat with Harry sitting in the passenger seat. We pulled out of the parking lot.

"So..... Harry, why are you at the park so late at night?" I asked, trying to start off a conversation.

"Sometimes late at night, I like to come here and take a walk, just be by myself for a little while." he responded.

"Oh, okay." I say, not knowing what else to ask.

"So why we're you in the park so late at night?

"It's a.... very long story." I say.

"Well I've got nowhere to go." he said.

I looked at him, although it was dark, I could see the concern in his eyes. I felt as if I could trust him.

"Sure, why not. I'm not in a rush, trust me." I say, smiling at him through the darkness.

We pulled up at a Starbucks. Thankfully, it was still open. The girl behind the counter's eyes grew wide when she saw Harry. I'm guessing she's a fan or something.

"Oh my god. H-hi. Welcome to Starbucks. What can get you?" she asked, stunned.

"I'll take a Chai Latte. I say, looking at Harry.

"Make that two." he said, with a smile.

The girl behind the counter was still staring at Harry until the manager came out and yelled at her.

When we got our drinks, we sat on the couches facing each other. Harry looked at me expectantly.

"Would you like me to start?" I ask, grinning at his interest.

He chuckled.

"Yes, please." he said, smiling.

"Well my boyfriend, Joey and I have been dating for three years. We were best friends before that. We moved in together awhile back." I say. "I was working this afternoon and when I came home, I saw him snogging some girl on our couch." I say, my voice becoming harsh.

I looked up at Harry to see his expression was hard. His brows furrowed. His hand was in a fist.

To be continued....