Lies & Deceit (H.S)

4

"Pro my ass!" I giggle as I am sat next to Harry on the cold hard ice.

Harry tried helping me up after falling, but he is just as bad at skating as I am. Currently he is joining me on the ice as he had toppled over just as I had.

"Someone shoved me!" He defends himself with a grin only causing my giggles to increase. I shake my head at him and decide it's time to get up.

Harry quickly catches on to my movements and tries to help me whilst pushing himself to get up. A few wobbles and shakes and we're up. I feel he cold air brushing against my wet clothes which causes goose bumps to erupt on my skin.

"H-Harry, let's go." I shiver and gently take a hold of his hand as I pull him toward the exit.

"We barely got here, Ash." Harry chuckles, but carefully follows me.

"We both suck so what's the use?" I shrug and dodge the other people skidding past us. Curse Harry for wanting me to go in the middle.

"Do you want to get something to eat?" He suggest as soon as we get out of the ice rink. I purse my lips together and plop down on one of the chairs to take off the skates.

"I'd like to get some take-out. A pizza would be nice. If you want we could watch a movie at my place?" I ramble on as I pull of my skates.

"That would be fantastic to be honest." He agrees and takes my skates to go hand it in.

I smile at him as he walks away, admiring the way he walks. I sigh and relax back into the chair as I wait for Harry to bring our shoes back. I honestly hope my shoes don't stink or something. My eyes widen at the idea and I quickly whip my head towards Harry. He is standing in a fairly long queue. Our eyes meet and I give him a small wave. He gives me a tight smile and turns his attention back to his phone screen. I furrow my brows in confusion but tear my gaze from him and instead focus on the few people still on the ice rink. A lot of them just skate around and around while a few professionals do some twirls and fast skating. I shiver as I think about how dangerous skating could be if you make one tiny error. I shake my head and decide to rather pull out my phone. I frown as I note that nobody has phoned or texted me, normally my mother phones or texts me almost every day. I shove away the worried feeling that crosses my mind and notice Harry sitting down next to me.

"So what mo-" I start to question but Harry cuts in.

"Sorry Ash, but I can't stay for a movie. I have to meet up with a friend. I'll take you home though." He says simply as he shoves on his shoes.

I feel myself frown at his statement. I nod and slowly pull on my boots. This friend seems to always cut in as soon as Harry and I do something. I wonder if its his girlfriend. I widen my eyes in realization. That would mean he's sneaking around behind her back. It's not like Harry and I have done anything, but I can't deny the fact that I definitely like him.

"It's fine. I'll take a taxi." I say somewhat uncomfortably. My voice sounding strained.

"Sorry Ash, I feel like an ass." He sighs and gets up. He stretches a hand out to help me up. I politely decline and get up on my own.

He frowns slightly. He runs a hand through his hair and starts walking into the direction of the parking lot. I quickly take a hold of his hand to pull him back.

"I'll take a taxi, Harry. Thanks for tonight." I smile and give him a swift hug before turning around and hurrying away.

Luckily the weather had calmed so I didn't struggle to call a taxi. The ride home was exhausting as my thoughts kept hammering against my skull. Frustration filled m pores as my mind made up the worst scenarios. Of course it was absolutely ridiculous of me to just assume, but I could be right. Harry could have a girl friend with whom he's not honest with. He doesn't strike me as that type of guy, but then again I barely know him. I can't expect to know him in a span of two days.