When Is Love Forgotten?

The Date

  "So how do you like my mom?" Side by side we lay next to each other. Harris has his head propped up with one hand, blue eyes gazing into my gray ones. I have to tell myself to breath in and out normally, I've never even been inside a boys room who wasn't a relation.

  "I love your mom, but you on the other hand.." I drop off my words. This is that moment when he looks at me like you better finish that sentence. I believe we have a staring contest going on. When I finally smirk he's broken his straight face and is smiling. He brings his nose to mine.

  "Why do you feel the need to be so close to my face?" He comes a little closer into my personal space.

  "Because your so beautiful from afar I wanted to see closer. Wink Wink, you should kiss me, wink wink." I smile and get a little closer and when he thinks I'm about to kiss him he closes his eyes and waits. I take that moment to back up a little and flick his nose. He opens his eyes and backs up so fast he falls off the bed with an umph at the end. I giggle and just smile at him.

  "Man when you said most would run you weren't kidding were ya? I should of listened, but I'm still glad I didn't." He stares up at me from the floor, smile on his face. I smile back and give him a hand to get up.

  "I'm glad you didn't listen too." He gets up and looks at me with that smirk that makes me afraid of what he's thinking. Before I know what happened I'm being pulled out of the bed by my shoulders. I'm giggling so much I don't think I can stop. He starts laughing so much I don't think he'll ever stop and trips over himself falling on top of me and we both lay there laughing.

  "What the HECK is going on!? Harris sit up! Gemma! someone better start talking. We both sit straight up, laughs gone a miles off.

  "Uhhh and I swear this sounds cliché but its not what it looks like mom. I promise."

  "Yeah I promise nothings going on mam." I try to sound as innocent as possible saying that, because it really does look bad.

  "OK I believe you two, but your gonna hafta come downstairs where I can watch you guys for the rest of the evening." I feel guilty at her thoughts probably going through her head.

  "OK mommy we will." I can guess at the million times he must of said this to his mom all through his childhood. I follow his slumped in defeat shoulders down the stairs into the living room where we watch 'age appropriate movies' as his mom put it for the rest of the night. Let's just say one wink from him can make Nemo feel like a seriously dirty movie.

  I thought the rest of the night was going to be peaceful with his mom when I felt the ice fall down the back of my shirt. I jump up screaming and doing this weird dance. I can here his mom in the back ground shouting and Harris laughing hard enough to start an earthquake. When I finally dance the stupid thing out I do an angry half circle which lands me facing a very evil person. I stare angrily at him, but as it happens his mom has to break the thickening silence.

  "Gemma what is going on? It's all quiet and then all of sudden you look like your doing the potty dance and then you're shooting Harris some angry looks." I look at her for a moment and then point at Harris.

  "He, and yes that is the evil fish that should be fried, put an ice cube down my shirt!" I huff and cross my arms just to prove a point, but then she the mother of her evil spawn starts laughing. The evil child just keeps smiling.

  "I really have no idea what she's talking about mom, I think she's just trying to get me in trouble!" Then he puts a fake pout on his face, but hey its a good one that's probably been practiced.

  "Gemma would it make you feel better if I made him stand in the corner?" I don't have to break my angry stare at Harris to know she's smiling because that's just how much I can feel it. I'm so mad I just growl back an answer.

  "Yes I would." At that he puts his hands up in surrender to the battle, because this is war, and stands in the corner. At that I sit down to finish the best movie ever, Nemo, and no I'm not three. I happen to be almost done with my senior year and eighteen.

  What's great is he stays in the corner for the rest of the movie. When the end credits come on he sounds so pitiful.

  "Honey can I pretty please get out of the corner? I'm real sorry about what I did, I really am." His mom looks over to me like this is your fight you take care of it.

  "What's the password Harris?" I smile at this reference to the beginning of the night I just made.

  "I'll make you brownies." I almost believe him. Almost. But I feel nice today.

  "Deal!" With that he turns around and smiles at me and then I feel that feeling when you just know the guys going to say something stupid, really stupid.

  "They'll be upstairs in the porcelain bowl in the bathroom soon Gemma." Looks like I was right.

  "Eww! Harris your so gross! I can't even look at you right now!" With that I look down and casually look at my phone like my wallpaper is so intriguing, but when I see the time I just about crap a brick. I'm too hours past curfew, I'm going to die when I get home. "Harris we've got to go NOW! My moms going to kill me for being late on curfew! Bye Mrs. Lemming nice to meet ya! Hate to run but I gotta get home before my mom calls the swat team. Harris stop eating cashews and let's go!" Only this boy would eat cashews at two a.m. in the morning.

  "Coming sugar I'll be right there." I think that's what he said anyways his mouth was full. I run out the door and get in his car plus buckle up before he even leisurely opens and closes the door and slowly swaggers his way to the car. I mean who walks that slow?

  Apparently Harris Lemming does. He finally opens the door, gets in, buckles up, picks key up, puts key in ignition, starts car, fiddles with radio, puts in drive. Does he not know I am in a hurry? Apparently not.

  When we pull up to my house he leans across the console and kisses me on the cheek. I look over at him.

  "Thanks for taking me out tonight but I'm gonna hafta say no on the brownies though." He smiles before he answers.

  "Thanks for the discipline, you never know how much you'll think in a corner until you get sent there. I'll call you later about another date, and maybe this time my mommy won't be there." He winks at me and I get out of the car and start towards the door. When I reach it he drives off, and I wonder what's waiting behind the door for me.