CHAPTER 8
After kept on tossing and tossing the clothes I have in my closet, I decided to give up, I looked down on my body, white T-shirt and black shorts was what I wear right now, I looked back at the pile of clothes on the floor, then back at my body, do I really wearing this to a dinner?
And I said to myself, fuck it.
I pulled out my makeup box from my table's drawer, I put on my soft pink lip gloss, added some blush on my cheeks and made my lashes look longer by adding some mascara.
I checked my self one more time at the mirror before I heard a knock on my door,
"Who is that man?" My mother stage whispered,
"Who is what?" I asked her,
"There's a man looking f- What what is with all the make up?" She said,
"Is he curly? Tall?" I asked,
"Yes, why is he looking for you?" My mother placed both of her hands on her waist,
"He's a friend of mine, now I have to go." I told her,
I grabbed my long black coat and put on my black heels, I didn't put time to style my hair, I let my hair fell on my shoulder but then again, I wasn't really sure if this is a date or not, he only asked me to go on a dinner with him.
When I walked out from my room, my mother still standing on my door,
"Where are going?" My mother asked in a sweet tone,
"I'm going out, tell dad if he asked." I answered my mother then walked straight downstairs,
when I got out, Harry was standing with both hands behind his back, he was wearing a plain white T-Shirt and black skinny jeans that showed off his long legs with the same color boots.
"Let's get out of here before my parents ask me more questions." I said to him,
He didn't say anything but nod, he led me to his black car, I didn't know what exactly since it was night and dark, he opened the door for me, a simple gesture that usually could make every woman fluttered, I wanted to thank him but instead I just looked at him,
Once he got in I asked, "So where are you taking us?" "Eager much?" He said while turning on the radio, I breathed a chuckle, "Dickhead" I muttered, he chuckled, "You'll see." He simply said.
The drive was quite and we only listened to the song on the radio, it took me a second before I realized the drive didn't took a long time to get to the restaurant,
"iHop." I said to myself,
"iHop." Harry repeated,
He looked at me, he took his bottom lip in a playful way, "I love iHop," I smiled a little,
"Who doesn't?" He said as he unbuckle his seatbelt and I did the same, he got out of the car would he come back to open the door for me or should I just open it myself?
Before I could make the decision he once again opened the door for me then closed it behind me, I followed him behind, our eyes landed on the empty table for two, soon we were on our seats.
The waitress handed the menu, I flipped through pages, I actually know what they have in here, but I pretend to scan the whole thing,
"I would like a bowl of cereal, anything you have." Harry said to the waitress,
"A glass of milk please." I asked the waitress as I closed the menu, the middle aged woman looked at me then Harry as she wrote down the orders,
My attention was on Harry, and so did he, I think I heard the waitress mumbled something but I could careless, I placed my hands on the table, I stared at his eyes for what it feels like ages, he did the same, he always do this, he always looked deep into my eyes like he was studying me, like he was reading me,
the waitress was back and handed the cereal and milk to us, our stare session broke.
"Why did you order a cereal?" I asked as I pour the milk into my glass,
"Why did you order a glass of milk?"' He questioned me back,
"The answer is easy, it's night, it's rational when people have their milk at night, and here I am asking you one more time, why did you order a cereal?" I said to him sarcastically, at least.
"Because I like cereal." He said as he pour the milk into his cereal bowl, I smiled.
Because he likes cereal? He's funny.
After those words left his mouth, again, silence was surrounding us, he seems lost in stirring his cereal, and me looking out the window while moving my glass left to right,
"You're not going to say anything?" I brought my head to his direction,
"What? You want me to say you look pretty tonight?" He dropped his spoon,
I jumped back a little, "I thought you're trying to make up with me," I gave him a piercing look,
"I am." He stated,
I pushed away my glass, still locking my eyes to his, my heart were screaming, but my head remained calm, He took a bite of his cereal, I couldn't be in this situation for any longer,
"Take me home." I commanded,
His is head propped out, "We just got here.." He replied trying to keep his chewed cereal from falling out,
"I want to go home, are you going to give me a ride home or what?" I coldly said.
He swallowed the food and blinked a few times, "Okay." He said.
"Is that a yes or what? Okay what?" I raised my voice, I'm starting to lose my patience on him,
"Okay you can go home." He said,
Bam.
That was it, I threw the glass to the side, "Forget it!" I slammed my hands on the table, his eyes went wide, the other costumers had their eyes on us, there isn't a lot of people here,
"Fucking ass" I muttered then turning my heels on, on my way out the same waitress stopped me,
"Ma'am, you're going to have to pay first." Her voice were shaking,
"You see that dick there?" I pointed to Harry's direction, "he's paying for it." And with that I pushed the door open and walked out.
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