The Way Things Work

Chapter Thirteen

"You have so few clothes in these bags!" Sarah teased.

"Yeah well, not much flatters me." You glimpsed at the almost already empty duffle.

"You could do so much if you wanted to."

"Um, I thing I'm good with these clothes." You mimed to your grey T-shirt and same color sweats. 

"Why?"

"Cause its what I look best in." 

"That's it!"

"What's it?" You giggled.

"We are going shopping for clothes!"

"No." You moaned.

"Yes, let's go."

"Fine, but first i need a paper bag."

"Why?" She breathed out and smirked.

"To cover my face, that way the clothes will actually look good." 

"Oh Sam." She sighed and jokingly shook her head. "Don't make me."

"What-Oh no, don't you dare." She gave you a devilish smile and slowly opened her mouth.

"If only you saw what i can see-"

"No!" You groaned as you walked out the door with her close behind.

"-you'd understand why I want you so desperately. Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe-" She sang slightly louder and she began chasing you down the stair well. "YOU DON'T KNOW OH OH, YOU DON'T KNOW YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!" She finished off as you ran out panting into the lobby. You ran straight into Tony and he caught you in his arms. You and Sarah were both panting uncontrollably.

"S-Sorry T-Tony." You stepped back and blushed and turned to Sarah. "I h-h-hate you." You laughed and huffed due to lack of breath.

"What were you ladies doing?" Tony jokingly interrogated you. 

"Sam here doesn't think-she's pretty" You nudged her halfway through, but she didn't stop.

"Are you blind?" Tony glanced at you sternly, reminding you of the way Harry did after his drink. "You are so beautiful! I bet Harry brags about you all of the time." His face lightened, it was just your head playing nasty tricks on you.

"Not exactly." Sarah mumbled out before you could stop her. 

"Really? Then he doesn't deserve you." He smiled and your body had gone up in a fit of flames.

"T-Thanks." You stuttered nervously.

"Yeah well, it was nice talking to you, but we have to go." She dragged you out the door and down the street before you could even wave at Tony.

"What was that?" She furrowed her brows forcing herself to contain a smile so that she didn't give her motives away.

"What was what?" You tried playing dumb, to no prevail.

"You little flirt." She jeered.

"Am not!" You pretended to be offended as you drew your arm to your chest.

"Liar." She poked. "Look just remember, technically, you're with Harry. Tony can't know the truth."

"Hello? Earth to Sarah? You're the one that gave it away." You laughed.

"Oh right, sorry. It's just Harry doesn't treat you right."

"He treats me the way I deserve to be-"

"Do not even finish that sentence." She looked over to you firmly. "Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."